(singing in foreign language) (speaking in foreign language) - Ooh, look how adorable the little one is.
- [Man] Bring her then, if you like, - [Woman] I could train her to be my ladies maid.
- [Narrator] The life of a white missus on a Jamaican sugar plantation, be surely full of tribulation.
- You're very lucky to have a position here.
At least other workers on other plantations.
- (gasps) Oh!
- [Narrator] But if that is the story you wish to hear, be on your way, for the tale I have to tell, be quite a different one.
(yelling in foreign language) She wants half of the pies and pigeon pies, boiled ham, and of course, the taffy.
- All this for seven people, missus?
- Yes.
- They won't rise against us.
They lack any ability to organize themselves.
- And come, a few of us here.
- In just a few days slavery, that dreadful evil, will be finally abolished.
♪ Hear them gonna rise up ♪ ♪ Hear them movin' ♪ - Move on!
- Wait!
We ain't be slaves no more!
- Stop walk.
I will fear nor it.
- [Crowd] Nor it.
(speaking in foreign language) - The gentleman surely deserves the company of a lady.
- He surely do missus.
(yelling) - [Narrator] There'll be plenty of people tell you the life of a slave is worthless.
My story is not the only one.
(energetic drumming music)
