“The
 silver
 trump
 of
 freedom
 had
 roused
 my
 soul
 to
 eternal
 wakefulness. Freedom
 now 
appeared, 
to 
disappear 
no
 more 
forever. 
It 
was 
heard 
in
 every
sound, 
and
 seen 
in 
every
thing. 
It 
was
 ever
 present
 to 
torment
 me
 with
 a 
…
Category: Douglass and Resilience
Douglass and Resilience — Balthazar
Part A –
“As I writhed under it, I would at times feel that learning to read had been a curse rather than a blessing. It had given me a view of my wretched condition without the remedy.” (p. …