The true story of an individual's struggle for self-identity, self-preservation, and freedom, Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl remains among the few extant slave narratives written by a woman. This autobiographical account chronicles the remarkable odyssey of Harriet Jacobs (1813–1897) whose dauntless spirit and faith carried her from a life of servitude and degradation in North Carolina to liberty and reunion with her children in the North.
Written and published in 1861 after Jacobs' harrowing escape from a vile and predatory master, the memoir delivers a powerful and unflinching portrayal of the abuses and hypocrisy of the master-slave relationship. Jacobs writes frankly of the horrors she suffered as a slave, her eventual escape after several unsuccessful attempts, and her seven years in self-imposed exile, hiding in a coffin-like "garret" attached to her grandmother's porch.
A rare firsthand account of a courageous woman's determination and endurance, this inspirational story also represents a valuable historical record of the continuing battle for freedom and the preservation of family.
This book was so hard to put down. The author wrote in a way that I could almost feel how she was feeling in each moment.55
Words can’t explain how much this novel has affected me in the most important way. The writer really took her time when she wrote this artwork. Beautiful words, exposes the horrors and reality that slaves lived, struggle of being acknowledged and accepted as a human instead of cash cows. A book that details the drastic lengths and measures black slave women took in order to protect and care for their children, her dignity and her self.55
Amazing read! I was glued to it for 4 days55
Very good and educating book about the lives of our ancestors and how they fought for their God-given freedom. Harriet Jacobs is one hell of an author55
The life of a slave girl named Linda! She was a true fighter & wonderful mother who went to the ends of the earth for her children not to be slaves. Black people have come a mighty long ways, but we still have a ways to go!55
Loved loved LOVED this book. Couldn’t stop reading. BUY IT!55
Reading this book took me on a journey that often felt as if I were reading a novel. As a forty-eight year old black man, my eyes welled up with tears, as I came to grips with the actual sufferings of my on Great-Grands and the very rich heritage they left me. I am grateful to be a black man who can look back and honor those who endured pure evil for those who would come long after them. I vow to honor those who never tasted freedom while living. YOU ALL ARE MY HEROS...55