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I have done extensive researched and found great-great-great grandparents who were born as Africans and found themselves as properties in America in the late 1700s. They were kidnapped from their homes in Africa where life was easy and very promising, and captured by other Africans for money and sold to Americans slave traders. Before they were kidnapped, they had heard of people being sold into slavery to Americans and vowed to keep their guards up. One day, they were kidnapped and transported to America in the belly of a slave ship. They feared this unknown country, America, in which they will soon live. The conditions on the ship were horrendous, many victims of slavery committed suicide by jumping overboard as their mental state reflected their physical conditions. They had very little to eat and were kept chained because of the slave traders fear the slaves could cause injury to themselves or to others, thus hindering themselves to depreciate in value.
Once arriving in America, they were immediately put on the slave blocks for all to view as these new slaves were auctioned to the highest bidder. They did not understand the new language and were unable to practice their own cultures and lifestyles. They were forced to live by the rules or the majority culture that benefited from free labor from the backs of my ancestors. They worked in fields, gathering cotton, beans, soybean and other miscellaneous items to get ready for selling or bartering at the nearby markets.
Even among slaves, there was a certain social structure when it came to colors. There was a discriminated between lighter (mulattoes) and darker skinned Africans. The lighter skinned slaves worked inside the plantation (the big house) performing duties as cooks, caregivers, housekeepers and whatever the owners desired. Whereas, the darker skin slaves were forced to work in direct inclement weather, sometimes from zero to over 100 degrees. Most of the tasks they performed were field workers, animal trainers, carpenters, architects and land developers. Regardless of where they worked, the slaves were treated worse than the family pets. The owners of the slaves were often called master, boss, Mr. or Miss. This etiquette produced specific ways in which the plantation was operated. If things were not done properly, the owners would punish the slaves as if they were caged animals, this would be severe beatings or even kill them.
While decades and centuries passed, it was known that the education system was not designed for Africans and the new dark Americans. Up until the 19th century, the slaves relied solely on self-education for their own intuitions and ideas. They had many remedies for medicine. Their menu consisted of eating parts of the swine that was considered spoils to the owners.
In the 1800s, a small fraction of African Americans learned to read and write, it was considered a crime if they were taught these skills. Most slaves pretended to be dumb to protect themselves and their families. Now, I love reading those short stories and eloquent words about their lives and situations. I also enjoyed the writings of many African American authors of the 1930 and the 1940s, especially those who wrote about slavery, something I can relate to them, my ancestors.
The broken English and dialog is especially dear to me because this language I have heard all of my life. Writers such as; W.E.B. Dubose, Arma Bontemps, Paul Lawrence Dunbar and La
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A Time to Heal from the Soil - Hattie Foster Soil
Copyright © 2009 by Hattie Foster Soil.
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Contents
INTRODUCTION
REVELATIONS
THE LONG BUS RIDE
A TIME OF OLD AGE
PREJUDICE…
STATEMENT IS BEING MADE
ANGRY BLACK WOMEN
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE
OUR NEW PRESIDENT
PRESIDENT BARACK OBAMA
CHICAGO WEATHER
WHY DO I WRITE
IN 60 YEARS,
WHAT HAVE MY EYES SEEN… .
MEDIA
TRAFFIC
BEING CREATIVE
A D D I C T I O N
CIVIL RIGHTS MOVEMENT
DECISION, DECISION
DO WE GAMBLE?
IT IS TIME FOR ELECTION
DID YOU LIE?
WEAKNESSES AND STRENGTHS
ATTITUDES OF THE 60’S
CELEBRATING BLACK HISTORY MONTH IN LAS VEGAS
HURRICAN KATRINA
A View from the Council Meeting
OUR ALL AMERICAN BOYS
PRAYERS
EXCUSE ME SIR:
james and Bill’s Flight
GOD’S LAND
NATURAL OCCURRENCES
LET’S PRAY TOGETHER
JESUS IS THE CHRIST!
GOD, WHERE ARE YOU?
AMEN, AMEN, AMEN!
CIRCLE OF TRUST
I BELIEVE… .
A Mother’s Prayer
For An Adopted Daughter,
My Prayer
THE SOUTH IS NOT TO MY LIKING
CELEBRATION
IF I HAD A DOLLAR
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
PREFERENCES IN MUSIC
UNDERSTANDING THE MOMENT
MYSELF
MY TURN
KNOWING MYSELF
WHO AM I?
WHAT DISTURBES ME?
JUDGEING APPEARANCES
LAS VEGAS, NEVADA
MY MOTHER AND SISTERS ARE IN ME
Busy, Busy As A Bee
Self-Improvement
FRIENDS
GANGS, YES OR NO?
GRANDMA’S FEET
MY REWARDING JOB
TO ALL OF MY SISTERS OUT THERE!
JUST ANOTHER DAY AT THE OFFICE
I HAVE NEVER MET A STRANGER
SHARE YOUR TALENTS
FRIENDS
ARE YOU CRAZY?
FORGIVENESS
FOOD IS CULTURAL
LOVE
A CUTE STORY
STRANGE LOVE
A MOMENT IN DEEP THOUGHT
THE MEANING OF BEAUTY
A YOUNG WOMAN’S CHRISTMAS
I APPRECIATE CREATIONS
Trees are so Beautiful
CHANGED MY LIFE FOREVER
IN AWE FOR YOUR LOVE
Love Is Life
EMOTIONS
INSPIRATIONS
HAPPINESS IS WITHIN
Faces You Make
BLUE SKY
COUNTRY ROAD
FREEDOM, WHERE IS IT?
WORDS
PASSION FOR LIFE
Movies
A NEW DAY!
FUTURE
HATRED IS NOT THE WAY!
IN LIFE, WE WIN OR LOSE?
SHOW ME THE WAY
LIFE IS LIKE A CAR
OPPORTUNITY
DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER
My Greyhound Bus Ride
RELIGION
THE SURGERY
THE SONG AMAZING GRACE
PONDERING POEM
SABBATH DAY
CHURCH
SUNDAY AGAIN!
EASTER MORNING
MY CROWNING MOMENTS
THE LAST WORD
A CHRISTMAS MESSAGE
Mother’s Earth
ANCESTORS
TAKES A VILLAGE…
DOING GENEALOGY
GENEALOGY IS SPECIAL
What’s You Eating Boy!
THIS OLD HOUSE
PRECIOUS BABIES
FAMILY REUNION
I WAS CERTAINLY THERE!
RICH MAN/POOR MAN
SLEEPY TIME
WHAT IS HOME?
THE FUNERAL
IS SLAVERY ENDED YET?
PARENTS
DELIVERING OWN BABY
HELLO MOTHER
MY HUSBAND’S TEACHING
DAD’S DAY AT A GLANCE
CELEBRATING MOTHER’S DAY
GRANDPARENTS
CHILDREN
SPECIAL DELIVERIES
DISCUSSION TO A SON
FROM A MOTHER
BEAUTIFUL BABIES
OUR GROWN UP CHILDREN
YOU ARE MY GIRL TOO
CONDITIONS OF BIRTH
DADDY’S GIRL
CONCLUSION
THE END
ACKNOWLEGEMENTS
A WOMAN WITH A HEART
HATTIE FOSTER SOIL: A LIFE OF LOVE
A TRIBUTE TO A SPECIAL GIFT
DEDICATION
This book is dedicated to my children, Daryl, Sherri Lisa, William, Chester, Lenora and Leslie, who always believed in me and my abilities.
Also, I would like a special dedication to go to my late husband, Victor, for his encouragement and that extra push he gave me. I find that I write better knowing he is watching me.
When sliding down the banister of life,
Remember me as the splendor.
Melvin Henkin
POETRY BOOK OF WISDOM:
MULTICULTURAL OF EXPERIENCES
The Author’s Corner
I have been writing poems for the past seven years. After writing my first poem, I felt that I had created a masterpiece but realizing that I was enjoying the energy that flowed from me. I also felt that this is something I can actually do. After reading my first poem, I fell in love with the results and even got energetic about writing more. I can create beautiful words from a single thought and find that writing poetry came naturally for me so I decided to write about my family.
I have done extensive researched and found great-great-great grandparents who were born as Africans and found themselves as properties in America in the late 1700s. They were kidnapped from their homes in Africa where life was easy and very promising, and captured by other Africans for money and sold to Americans’ slave traders. Before they were kidnapped, they had heard of people being sold into slavery to Americans and vowed to keep their guards up. One day, they were kidnapped and transported to America in the belly of a slave ship. They feared this unknown country, America, in which they will soon live. The conditions on the ship were horrendous, many victims of slavery committed suicide by jumping overboard as their mental state reflected their physical conditions. They had very little to eat and were kept chained because of the slave traders fear the slaves could cause injury to themselves or to others, thus hindering themselves to depreciate in value.
Once arriving in America, they were immediately put on the slave blocks for all to view as these new slaves were auctioned to the highest bidder. They did not understand the new language and were unable to practice their own cultures and lifestyles. They were forced to live by the rules or the majority culture that benefited from free labor from the backs of my ancestors. They worked in fields, gathering cotton, beans, soybean and other miscellaneous items to get ready for selling or bartering at the nearby markets.
Even among slaves, there was a certain social structure when it came to colors. There was a discriminated between lighter (mulattoes) and darker skinned Africans. The lighter skinned slaves worked inside the plantation (the big house) performing duties as cooks, caregivers, housekeepers and whatever the owners desired. Whereas, the darker skin slaves were forced to work in direct inclement weather, sometimes from zero to over 100 degrees. Most of the tasks they performed were field workers, animal trainers, carpenters, architects and land developers. Regardless of where they worked, the slaves were treated worse than the family pets. The owners of the slaves were often called master, boss, Mr. or Miss. This etiquette produced specific ways in which the plantation was operated. If things were not done properly, the owners would punish the slaves as if they were caged animals, this would be severe beatings or even kill them.
While decades and centuries passed, it was known that the education system was not designed for Africans and the new dark Americans. Up until the 19th century, the slaves relied solely on self-education for their own intuitions and ideas. They had many remedies for medicine. Their menu consisted of eating parts of the swine that was considered spoils to the owners.
In the 1800’s, a small fraction of African Americans learned to read and write, it was considered a crime if they were taught these skills. Most slaves pretended to be dumb to protect themselves and their families. Now, I love reading those short stories and eloquent words about their lives and situations. I also enjoyed the writings of many African American authors of the 1930 and the 1940’s, especially those who wrote about slavery, something I can relate to them, my ancestors.
The broken English and dialog is especially dear to me because this language I have heard all of my life. Writers such as; W.E.B. Dubose, Arma Bontemps, Paul Lawrence Dunbar and Langston Hughes, to name a few, were great writers, however their experiences came through as short stories.
Many young African Americans today have succumbed to offensive and vulgar writings. They are not able to write unless they use some form of profane language or even the N
word. Their story telling is usually in the form of rap, which makes older African Americans, like me, shy away from reading or listening to their spoken words.
In this book, there will be controversial materials as well as folk humor. The Pondering Poem
(which is included in the religion section of this book) was submitted to the International Poetry Society. This poem won me an Editor’s Choice Award, which I feel so very blessed. Currently, I am a full pledge poet and I feel so honored. This book A Time to Heal from the Soil: Poems, Short Stories and Monologues of Multi-Cultural Experiences
, has been a joy to write and I hope when you read it, it will bring some kind of joy to your soul. I am forever grateful to God, you, and my ancestors for bringing me to this point in my career.
Hattie Foster Soil
INTRODUCTION
Hattie Soil was born in 1947, to two poor sharecroppers, A.J. and Lenoria Foster, in Mount Pleasant, Mississippi. Hattie was the seventh child of eleven children.
Mount Pleasant was a poverty stricken area in the Delta part of Mississippi. Intense floods and lack of return crops sent the Foster family packing to Memphis, Tennessee. While in Memphis, Hattie’s parents separated due to A.J.’s excessive drinking which robbed him of his ambition to work and provide the essentials needed for their large family. In Memphis, Tennessee, the Foster family had a pretty hard life. There were lots of hungry days due to the lack of work in the area.
In Memphis, Hattie and her family endured harsh racism. Examples of the