"The Battle with Mr Covey" - Realism

photograph+detail=realism. Reading realism is much like looking at a photograph; they provide all the details so you do not need your imagination.

"The Battle with Mr. Covey", is about a man fighting with his home owner. In this story Realism was a bit real. It was like you was there with the man and Mr.Covey, seeing everything that happen between them."We were worked in all weathers. It was never too hot or too cold; it could never rain, blow, hail, or snow too hard for us to work in the field. Work, work, work was scarcely more the order of the day than of the night". That is an example on what and where the environment took place at. What kind of day's they worked on. Mr.Covey didn't show no heart for them working in different types of weather like that.

"About three o'clock of that day, I broke down; my strength failed me; I was seized with a violent aching of the head, attended with extreme dizziness; I trembled in every limb". That sentence shows how he was feeling and that he had no to strenght to do anything."I told him as well as I could, for I scarce had strength to speak. He then gave me a savage kick in the side, and told me to get up. I tried to do so, but fell back in the attempt. He gave me another kick, and again told me to rise. I again tried, and succeeded in gaining my feet: but, stopping to get the tub with which I was feeding the fan, I again staggered and fell". Him being kicked by Mr. Covey i could almost feel the pain. Things like that seems so real to me as if i was feeling exactly like that man was feeling. Mr.Covey was making him feel even helpless with the kicks he did and that hit when he hit him up side his head. I would have ran away too.

The things that Mr.Covey and his salve was going through was hectic. Sanders gave him that root and it did exactly what he said it will do. He didnt have to worry about getting whipped anymore. They had their diffences but it worked out. Mr.Covey didn't try to whip on him anymore and didn't tell the Master Thomas that the salve had hit him."This battle with Mr. Covey was the turning- point in my career as a slave. It rekindled the few expiring embers of freedom, and revived within me a sense of my own manhood. It recalled the departed self- confidence, and inspired me again with a determination to be free".