But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper foul words in my ear. Young as I was, I could not remain ignorant of their import.
“The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there... and still on your feet.”
“I meditate on God's life and I read the scriptures. I read something about Him, go through it and spend a lot of time by myself.”