Sojourner Truth

Hello my name is Sojourner Truth. Im an African American and i have been a slave. I was sold to my first slave owner a the age of nine. He bought me for 100 dollars , was then sold to another slave owner who bought me for one o five. I was treated ok but there was still some whipping. After i had been there for a while i was sold again at this house i lived a complete nightmare. Even though i tried to hide what had really happened people were still able to guess that i had been abused. I didnt want anyone to know because i thought that, that would bring me even more problems. all my life i had been mistreated but not in that way. i was kind of already getting used to the idea. I would always pray at night and would try to keep up in my religion. I though that this was the only thing that would comfort me. Specially when i was scared or nervous. I was once promised freedom buy i was never let go so it was then when i decided that i would run away. I was in look for a place to stay and then i found a good family that took me and they wanted me to call them by there names and they treated me equal. I then wanted to go get my son Robert who had just been sold to a new family. I was able to get him back. I had joined a church and the minister let me preach some time my job the was the house keeper.

After some time the minister died and his family blamed myself and my son of his murder. We had no choice other than leave the place from were we were leaving. My son left west and i went to new york there is were i changed my name from Isabella to Sojourner. I studied there . When i was there i realized that there were people that were anti-slavery and that were fighting for womens rights. In 1854 was when a women convention was holded and this is when i gave one of my most famous speeches of “aint i a women”. I had been sitting in the croud just listening to what they were all saying when i heard that they said that women werent strong enough and that they couldnt do any thing without a man there to help was when i started to speak . I had heard that one of the man said that they needed to be help to go up on carriges and carried over puddles. And thats when i sayed i have been over puddles and there was no one to help me i have been on carriges and there has been no one to carry me i gave birth to 13 children and i have plotted up plants from the ground and aint i a women i asked. And that other man sayed that negros and women cant have enough power. Why is that. And that other gentlemen said that why should women have power if God was a man well were did God come from he came from God and a WOMEN . And then i told them that that was all i had to say to them.