Frederick Douglas

Frederick Douglas is a very good writer. His writing is very correct. In it's probably more "correct" and better than mine will ever be. His structuring is just fantastic and ends up sounding smart. How come some people do that naturally but, others like me sound like imbeciles who have a word spewing disorder? Honestly now, but because of that I am given a stronger feeling of awe. This is man who went through more hardships than any person today will face in their life. Douglas started his education late (age 12). By learning the alphabet, he was able to put together words and learn to read and write. It's simply amazing that one of the final products we have today is the great literary piece we are reading in class today.
His writing in Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglas, an American Slave touches your heart. I especially liked the second chapter. He said slave sing more when they are sad and cry when they are happy rather than the other way around. I can understand that, when my father is upset, like when my grandmother died he sat down and played piano for hours. Sad music, happy music, fast slow, whatever. The point is he played like the slaves sang. Its not exactly the same. How can one compare the issue and sadness of slavery to the death of one person?

Mrs. C. is it alright that I post 2 or 3 blogs about my reading for individual reading? I am very behind but, can now hopefully catch up since mocktrial is done taking over my life. I think I will if they don't count its fine, sort of.