Their complexions too, differing so much from ours, their long hair and the language they spoke (which was very different from any i had ever heard) united to confirm in me this belief. indeed such were the horrors of my views and fears at the moment that, if ten thousand worlds had been my own, i would have freely parted with them all to have exchanged my condition with that of the meanest slave in my own country. when i looked round the ship too and saw a large furnace or copper boiling and a multitude of black people of every description chained together, every one of their countenances expressing dejection and sorrow, i no longer doubted of my fate; and quite overpowered with horror and anguish, i fell motionless on the deck and fainted. paraphrase the central idea. paraphrase the supporting details.

This is an account by Olaudah Equiano, an Igbo abolitionist and writer who was enslaved as a child.

In this section, Equiano remembers how he felt when he arrived as a slave to the boat that was going to transport him. The central idea is that upon getting on the boat, seeing how different the captors looked and how the black people were chained, he realized what his fate was. This made him deeply scared and miserable and caused him to faint on the deck.

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explanation:

hmm, sadly there is no dialogue. there is no place in the story where he is talking to anyone. it's more of just describing what he eats and where he sleeps. you have to become anne frank, give details of where you are, what other folks look like, how the environment is. have a little bit of dialogue tell of what people are specifically saying. anne frank talked about her entire household including the people, the objects, the lighting, the food they ate, and even the smell in the air. there has to be more to your diary entries, the whole story in its current state is only about peter van daan, the food, the sounds, and where he sleeps. also he seems to be writing only once a year yet more than that happened from day to day. for a friend, i can you write it out, if you want.