Our Grandmothers Comments

Great poem

poetic picture of a powerful grandmother

She muttered, lifting her head a nod toward freedom, I shall not, I shall not be moved. a very fine poem. tony

" She stood midocean, seeking dry land." A touching account of enslaved's plight and helplessness. A great poem crafted by master craftsman.

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to long like linda this a poem not a book and i had to write this into a speech like i took 10 breaks and i had to rewrite this 7 times then i had to learn had to say it on my own then i had to say it in fount of the WHOLE SCHOOL and on top of that i messed up and i was laughed at by everybody even my teachers like come on man like no disrespect but this needs to be wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy shorter gezzez.

Special people you cannot forget

Its nice

Maya writes the history not only of the slaves but their owners [a hard word to say when related to ownership of a human being] as well and the society in which they moved trying to find a way to live even in the church of God perverted by mankind's prejudices and smallnesses. No wonder she was a phenomenal woman and poet.