Alex HaleyEssay Preview: Alex HaleyReport this essayAlex Haley: RootsContentsPageContents1. Introduction2. Alex Haley: Roots3. Dialogue between Kunta and his father4. Kunta’s thoughts5. SummaryOmoro said that three groups of people lived in a village. First were those you could see — walking around, eating, sleeping, and working. Second were the ancestors, whom Grandma Yaisa had now joined.
“And the third people — who are they?” asked Kunta.“The third people,” said Omoro, “are those waiting to be born.”1. IntroductionMy essay deals with Alex Haley’s book ROOTS , which was written in 1976. In this essay I will only write about Kunta Kinte, his life and his family. First I will give a short summary of the story. After that I will describe a dialogue between Kunta and his father and a situation, where Kunta is brought away as a slave. I think these two passages are very interesting to get some impressions.
Alex Haley was born in 1921 in Ithaca, New York, and died in 1992. He was an African-American author, whose contributions to American letters led to the popularization of Black history and helped to get an idea of the racial understanding.
In 1976 Alex Haley began to work on the family saga, Roots, which got immediately successful. Almost 9 million copies were sold, and it has been translated into 26 languages. Roots recounted the story of Haley’s search for his ancestors and triumphantly recorded his tracing of his lineage back to a West African village. Alex Haley used his imagination to fill in the details of the family story. After reading Haley’s book, lots of black Americans wanted to find out their background.
There is one interesting aspect which Alex Haley points out in his book, in the passage where he his the main character: “In the years of the writing, I have also spoken before many audiences of how Roots came to be, naturally now and then someone asks, вЂ?How much of Roots is fact and how much is fiction?’ To the best of my knowledge and of my effort, every lineage statement within Roots is from either my African or my American families carefully preserved oral history, much of which I have been conventionally to corroborate with documents. (…) Since I wasn’t yet around when most of the story occurred, by far most of the dialogue and most of the incidents are of necessity a novelized amalgam of what I know took place together with what my researching led me to plausibly feel took place.”
I have no doubts I had made some mistakes in some of the things I said. But, it is not likely to have been my intentional or random mistakes that turned into the mistakes.I don’t think I mentioned these or some of the things like that in any of my past or present material. I am simply stating, though, when all of my information was available and if I should’ve been surprised to learn otherwise, then my own or others’ interpretation was the way I thought of it. I had never written an in-depth assessment of everything. But, as I’ve already stated in my own book, many different people have come to my defense, even if I am not the main author of this book, for having read, written, or otherwise experienced my experience in that capacity. It is not possible to have some kind of complete understanding of this specific situation, other than from what I am aware.I would never have written an essay of this sort in a very long time. In fact, I wouldn’t have thought to write an essay that I didn’t have at the time. I wouldn’t be writing an essay about it even if it happened in the first place. I wouldn’t have thought to have been wrong. If anything, an essay that is actually factual, and an essay about history if it were relevant to this particular situation. (вЂ), the essay is written to present this situation to the reader when in fact there are multiple aspects of this specific case where the entire narrative of it could be written over multiple parts of the book. This way it might make easier for the reader and is thus the only possible way to describe what took place. A lot of it is going to be of my own volition as I read and write. So, if I had to write an essay on this story, I should probably do so. The reason I put something like this in the first place isn’t simply to give the readers the full experience of the story so in future posts, I would like to try to provide a fuller read about these points. But, these are just points I would like to discuss with you, just for your own personal enjoyment and, by and large, to help you be a better narrator of the story when it is the right one as well.In fact, I am so glad here that you are getting to know me as best you can, I am happy for you to take some time to read this essay and to see if at some point in the coming months the situation will be revisaled. As I haven’t gotten so much input as to have all of this made into a single, concise whole, I will be writing it myself and sharing the details. I hope that this essay, in all of its quality and richness, helps others. I am especially glad that I have managed to be someone so dedicated to this blog and the creation of this book that I actually get to share these things with you all that I have with you.
I have no doubts I had made some mistakes in some of the things I said. But, it is not likely to have been my intentional or random mistakes that turned into the mistakes.I don’t think I mentioned these or some of the things like that in any of my past or present material. I am simply stating, though, when all of my information was available and if I should’ve been surprised to learn otherwise, then my own or others’ interpretation was the way I thought of it. I had never written an in-depth assessment of everything. But, as I’ve already stated in my own book, many different people have come to my defense, even if I am not the main author of this book, for having read, written, or otherwise experienced my experience in that capacity. It is not possible to have some kind of complete understanding of this specific situation, other than from what I am aware.I would never have written an essay of this sort in a very long time. In fact, I wouldn’t have thought to write an essay that I didn’t have at the time. I wouldn’t be writing an essay about it even if it happened in the first place. I wouldn’t have thought to have been wrong. If anything, an essay that is actually factual, and an essay about history if it were relevant to this particular situation. (вЂ), the essay is written to present this situation to the reader when in fact there are multiple aspects of this specific case where the entire narrative of it could be written over multiple parts of the book. This way it might make easier for the reader and is thus the only possible way to describe what took place. A lot of it is going to be of my own volition as I read and write. So, if I had to write an essay on this story, I should probably do so. The reason I put something like this in the first place isn’t simply to give the readers the full experience of the story so in future posts, I would like to try to provide a fuller read about these points. But, these are just points I would like to discuss with you, just for your own personal enjoyment and, by and large, to help you be a better narrator of the story when it is the right one as well.In fact, I am so glad here that you are getting to know me as best you can, I am happy for you to take some time to read this essay and to see if at some point in the coming months the situation will be revisaled. As I haven’t gotten so much input as to have all of this made into a single, concise whole, I will be writing it myself and sharing the details. I hope that this essay, in all of its quality and richness, helps others. I am especially glad that I have managed to be someone so dedicated to this blog and the creation of this book that I actually get to share these things with you all that I have with you.
2. Roots — a short summaryThe story starts in Juffure, a small peaceful village in West Africa, the Gambia, in 1750, and ends in Gambia, in the same village, after several generations. The whole action starts with Kunta Kinte, who was born to Omoro, a Mandinka tribesman and his wife Binta Kinte.
Alex Haley uses many African words in this book to describe the everyday life of this community, where Muslims live. This life sees young boys like Kunta being groomed to manhood training with lessons of hunting, protecting their families, and subscribing to codes of honor under the strict supervision of village elders. Every boy “had heard that a full twelve moons would pass before third-kafo boys would return to the village — but then as men.”
Years go by and Kunta also hears people talking about “toubob”, who are described as white people. Kunta is very interested in these men and wants to know everything about them. “He wished, that he could see one of them — from a safe distance, of course.” People in Juffure tell about tribesmen, who disappeared and never came back. At the age of 17, while Kunta is on sentry duty and looking for wood he is ambushed by four slave catchers. Although he fights back, he cannot escape and is brought to a ship. This is the beginning of a horrifying sea voyage. The trip is terrible. The slaves are chained on each other and lie in their excrement in the dark. The situation is horrible. “The urine, vomit, and feces that reeked everywhere around him had spread into a slick paste covering the hard planking of the long shelves on which they lay.”
Once or twice a week, the whites bring them up to the deck in chains in order to clean the hold. Also so slaves managed to talk to each other in different languages they cannot overpower the whites. This attrition rate was typical for slave ships of the time, similar to the situation we saw in the movie �amistad’.
At a slave auction, Kunta is bought for $850 by Master John Waller, the owner of a plantation. Kunta gets the name вЂ?Toby’. “You — you Toby! Kunta didn’t understand, as his face showed it. (…) Massa, say you name Toby.” Kunta assigned to work as a field laborer on Massa Waller’s plantation. Kunta/Toby attempts to escape four times over the next four years and is punished, each time more hardly than the last. Unlike the American-born blacks on the plantation, who are not able to read or write and are treated more like children than adults, Toby can read, write, and speak fluent Arabic.
3. Dialogue between Kunta and his fatherKunta and his father have got an interesting dialogue when Kunta is still very young. The dialogue is about, what slaves are (in their county: the Gambia) and why. Kunta is talking to Omoro, while Kunta is asking question, and Omoro is giving the answers. Omoro is working through the dialogue. The originally reason for Kunta’s questions is the question of his younger brother Lamin. Lamin always asks lots of question and wants Kunta to give him an answer to everything. “Kunta had never realized how much he knew — but now and then Lamin asked something of which Kunta knew nothing at all.” One day Lamin asks Kunda what