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. the story the question why do you think equiano might have preferred to be a slave in his own country?