My father was a slave owner, he raped my mother, Harriet Bailey and that’s how I was made. I only got to see my mother a few times. I was raised by my grandparents until I was 8 years old. Then, I was sent to Baltimore. Hugh Auld’s wife attempted to teach me how to read and write until Hugh disapproved and stopped her. I was determined to learn how to read and write, so I traded bread for lessons.