登陆注册
26297100000011

第11章 Chapter II. Boyhood Days(2)

From the time that I can remember having any thoughts about anything, I recall that I had an intense longing to learn to read. I determined, when quite a small child, that, if I accomplished nothing else in life, I would in some way get enough education to enable me to read common books and newspapers. Soon after we got settled in some manner in our new cabin in West Virginia, I induced my mother to get hold of a book for me. How or where she got it I do not know, but in some way she procured an old copy of Webster's "blue-back" spelling-book, which contained the alphabet, followed by such meaningless words as "ab," "ba," "ca," "da." I began at once to devour this book, and I think that it was the first one I ever had in my hands. I had learned from somebody that the way to begin to read was to learn the alphabet, so I tried in all the ways I could think of to learn it,--all of course without a teacher, for I could find no one to teach me. At that time there was not a single member of my race anywhere near us who could read, and I was too timid to approach any of the white people. In some way, within a few weeks, I mastered the greater portion of the alphabet. In all my efforts to learn to read my mother shared fully my ambition, and sympathized with me and aided me in every way that she could.

Though she was totally ignorant, she had high ambitions for her children, and a large fund of good, hard, common sense, which seemed to enable her to meet and master every situation. If I have done anything in life worth attention, I feel sure that I inherited the disposition from my mother.

In the midst of my struggles and longing for an education, a young coloured boy who had learned to read in the state of Ohio came to Malden. As soon as the coloured people found out that he could read, a newspaper was secured, and at the close of nearly every day's work this young man would be surrounded by a group of men and women who were anxious to hear him read the news contained in the papers. How I used to envy this man! He seemed to me to be the one young man in all the world who ought to be satisfied with his attainments.

About this time the question of having some kind of a school opened for the coloured children in the village began to be discussed by members of the race. As it would be the first school for Negro children that had ever been opened in that part of Virginia, it was, of course, to be a great event, and the discussion excited the wildest interest. The most perplexing question was where to find a teacher. The young man from Ohio who had learned to read the papers was considered, but his age was against him. In the midst of the discussion about a teacher, another young coloured man from Ohio, who had been a soldier, in some way found his way into town. It was soon learned that he possessed considerable education, and he was engaged by the coloured people to teach their first school. As yet no free schools had been started for coloured people in that section, hence each family agreed to pay a certain amount per month, with the understanding that the teacher was to "board 'round"--that is, spend a day with each family. This was not bad for the teacher, for each family tried to provide the very best on the day the teacher was to be its guest. I recall that I looked forward with an anxious appetite to the "teacher's day" at our little cabin.

This experience of a whole race beginning to go to school for the first time, presents one of the most interesting studies that has ever occurred in connection with the development of any race. Few people who were not right in the midst of the scenes can form any exact idea of the intense desire which the people of my race showed for an education. As I have stated, it was a whole race trying to go to school. Few were too young, and none too old, to make the attempt to learn. As fast as any kind of teachers could be secured, not only were day-schools filled, but night-schools as well. The great ambition of the older people was to try to learn to read the Bible before they died. With this end in view men and women who were fifty or seventy-five years old would often be found in the night-school. Some day-schools were formed soon after *******, but the principal book studied in the Sunday-school was the spelling-book. Day-school, night-school, Sunday-school, were always crowded, and often many had to be turned away for want of room.

The opening of the school in the Kanawha Valley, however, brought to me one of the keenest disappointments that I ever experienced.

I had been working in a salt-furnace for several months, and my stepfather had discovered that I had a financial value, and so, when the school opened, he decided that he could not spare me from my work. This decision seemed to cloud my every ambition.

The disappointment was made all the more severe by reason of the fact that my place of work was where I could see the happy children passing to and from school mornings and afternoons.

Despite this disappointment, however, I determined that I would learn something, anyway. I applied myself with greater earnestness than ever to the mastering of what was in the "blue-back" speller.

My mother sympathized with me in my disappointment, and sought to comfort me in all the ways she could, and to help me find a way to learn. After a while I succeeded in ****** arrangements with the teacher to give me some lessons at night, after the day's work was done. These night lessons were so welcome that I think I learned more at night than the other children did during the day.

My own experiences in the night-school gave me faith in the night-school idea, with which, in after years, I had to do both at Hampton and Tuskegee. But my boyish heart was still set upon going to the day-school, and I let no opportunity slip to push my case. Finally I won, and was permitted to go to the school in the day for a few months, with the understanding that I was to rise early in the morning and work in the furnace till nine o'clock, and return immediately after school closed in the afternoon for at least two more hours of work.

同类推荐
  • 唐史演义

    唐史演义

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。
  • 佛说大爱道比丘尼经

    佛说大爱道比丘尼经

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。
  • 建炎笔录

    建炎笔录

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。
  • A Gentleman of France

    A Gentleman of France

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。
  • 十二楼

    十二楼

    本书为公版书,为不受著作权法限制的作家、艺术家及其它人士发布的作品,供广大读者阅读交流。
热门推荐
  • 雨雪潦颜

    雨雪潦颜

    窗外的雨依旧下着,听着渐行逐远的脚步声,我的心跳依旧不紧不慢,总是默默地在心里思念,你,是否会知道?心心念念的蔷薇开了,辗转难眠的小人睡了。如果时间能停留在这一瞬就好了,真的。。。很好。。。。。。
  • 渡厄剑传

    渡厄剑传

    一个平凡的小偷,一块破碎的铁片,一张陈旧的羊皮卷轴。三者连成一线,终成就英雄传奇!心中有剑,我即是剑。以剑渡厄,破天成仙!
  • 婚久见人心

    婚久见人心

    怀了孕的前妻,冷了心的丈夫,等了数年的初恋,交了心的闺蜜。一成不变的生活,和谐相处的婚姻,维持恩爱的假象,真的要这样过一辈子吗!还没有来得及开始蜕变,生活就已经将人生搅得天翻地覆。怀孕的流产了,冷心的出轨背叛了,等待的离开了,闺蜜变敌人了。挺着大肚子孤军奋战的她和他步入婚姻殿堂,宾客云集。闺蜜一脸笑意:二婚不需要祝福,你下次结婚我再来。前夫握紧拳头:孩子是不是我的!我不允许你嫁别人!小三冷笑连连:终于你做了别人的,恭喜你了呀。初恋情深意重:我不会再背弃你第二次,只要你幸福。爱情不能委屈求全,可是婚姻需要。你爱不爱我,婚久见人心。情节虚构,请勿模仿。
  • 狂人青春——致叛逆期的你们

    狂人青春——致叛逆期的你们

    时千智一个叛逆期少女,学习的压力生活的苦恼,使她成了一个名副其实的叛逆少女.......
  • 涩世纪传说Part4

    涩世纪传说Part4

    [花雨授权]卓冠堂的神算子八卦在度天涯的头顶他预言天涯将遭绑架。果不其然,正当天涯与花花公子宇文浪互看不顺眼,好不容易找到一个僻静的地方准备来场男人间的决斗时,八个黑衣人持枪将他们团团包围。
  • 傲笑风云录

    傲笑风云录

    一个不具灵脉的废体,一个被人鄙视唾弃的二世祖无法修行的时光让少年终日荒唐度日,虚耗生命他像是一个活在光环之下的阴影,一个笑话一次机缘巧合之下寻得秘书奇术竟招来诸般大劫,引发无数变故最终揭开千万年前的神界辛秘且看少年如何打破宿命,笑看这一世风起云涌
  • 豪门宠婚:Boss,请绕道

    豪门宠婚:Boss,请绕道

    在童若看来,顾言墨是个大尾巴狼,将人吃干抹净不吐骨头!就像她说的,他不仅腹黑,连心都黑!在顾言墨看来,童若是个养不熟的白眼狼。他对她掏心掏肺,极尽宠爱,不忍她受一丁点儿伤害,可她却不领情!而对外人来说,千万不能惹的人排名,第一是童若,第二才是顾Boss。因为惹了顾Boss,你可能只会倒霉。但敢动顾Boss的女人,那下场只有两个字--找死。哼,敢动他顾言墨的女人,那就干掉他!(弃坑,勿入)弃坑了,勿入……对不起大家了……弃坑
  • 近战全能

    近战全能

    最强的A级,却是用作防御的御灵可以无视任何环境和地形,但是却没有一点攻击力。为什么别人打怪升级可以‘法术’轰炸。为什么只有我一个异能者,要去和怪兽肉搏。(此书已炸,新书以立《科技树》)
  • 中外名人的青少年时代:拜伦安徒生

    中外名人的青少年时代:拜伦安徒生

    本书为“中外名人的青少年时代丛书”之一,对英国著名诗人拜伦和丹麦著名作家安徒生的家世、家教、兴趣爱好以及对其一生有影响的人和事进行了详细而生动的描述,尤其探究了中外名人之所以成功的主客观因素,对成长中的青少年大有裨益。
  • 都市修仙神医

    都市修仙神医

    这是一个反穿越的故事,从古代到现在,诸多不适。看林寅如何生存,如何在都市白手起家。笑傲花丛,游戏人生。达到医术和修真的至高境界,欢迎加Q群140577151,一起嗨聊