(singing in foreign language)  (speaking in foreign language) - Ooh, look how adorable the little one is.
- [Man] Bring her   then, if you like,   - [Woman] I could train   her to be my ladies maid.
- [Narrator] The life  of a white missus on a Jamaican sugar plantation,  be surely full of tribulation.
- You're very lucky to  have a position here.
At least other workers  on other plantations.
- (gasps) Oh!
- [Narrator] But if that is  the story you wish to hear, be on your way,  for the tale I have to tell,  be quite a different one.
(yelling in foreign language)  She wants half of the  pies and pigeon pies,   boiled ham, and of   course, the taffy.
- All this for seven  people, missus?
- Yes.
- They won't rise against us.
They lack any ability to organize themselves.
- And come, a few of us here.
- In just a few days  slavery, that dreadful evil,   will be finally abolished.
♪ Hear them gonna rise up ♪  ♪ Hear them movin' ♪   - Move on!
- Wait!
We ain't be slaves no more!
- Stop walk.
I will fear nor it.
- [Crowd] Nor it.
(speaking in foreign language) - The gentleman surely deserves the company of a lady.
- He surely do missus.
(yelling)   - [Narrator] There'll be   plenty of people tell you  the life of a  slave is worthless.
My story is not the only one.
(energetic drumming music)