Life as a Native of Calicut, T

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…his youngest son and only daughter disappear earlier in the year, now we know what has happened to them. (Equiano, p. 47) We no longer trust any person that travels through our town. We constantly live in fear of the day the white men will return. If there is the slightest sound among the brush, the children go into hiding and we grab our spears and prepare to defend our lives. When will this madness end?