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| 46 | 554 | If I was a View more quotes about slave">slave, why should I not be as a slave? Why should the essence of my being be denied, or disguised? Is honesty so fearful? Is truth so terrible? No longer was I ashamed, for I wanted my slavery and loved my slavery. |
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| 46 | 551 | "Please do not strike me again!" I begged. |
| 46 | 552 | I saw the whip lifted once more. |
| 46 | 553 | My belly then, suddenly, understood that it was the belly of a slave. |
| 46 | 554 | If I was a slave, why should I not be as a slave? Why should the essence of my being be denied, or disguised? Is honesty so fearful? Is truth so terrible? No longer was I ashamed, for I wanted my slavery and loved my slavery. |
| 46 | 555 | "Excellent, excellent," said the instructress. |
| 46 | 556 | "Kajira, kajira!" called men, striking their left shoulders with their right hands. |
| 46 | 557 | "Next," had said the instructress. |