ld."(Jacobs p. 7) She explains this blissful ignorance by not understanding that
             she was condemned at birth to a life of the worst kind oppression. Even at six when she first became
             familiar with the realization that people regarded her as a slave, Harriet could not conceptualize the
             weight of what this meant. She say's that her circumstances as slave girl were unusually fortunate,
             because after her mother passed away she was left with Margaret Horniblow, whom Harriet was clearly
             fond of. Mistress Horniblow was the one who taught her to read and spell, and treated Harriet like she
             was her own daughter. Mistress never worked Harriet to hard or prevented her from having fun as little
             white girls did. Mrs. Horniblow kept her promise that Harriet should never suffer from anything. So, under
             the care of her mistress, Harriet's life was a happy one. Still the affects of slavery had not taken hold of
             her. This went on until her mistress died and Harriet for the first time was exposed to her value as
             property. It is clear that Harriet Jacob's has spent the better part of her life trying to reconcile the feelings
             she has towards her first mistress. On one hand, Harriet loves her mistress deeply for the way she
             treated Harriet. On the other hand, how could someone that apparently cared for her so much leave her
             with such an unpredictable fate? It seems that Harriet's ignorance of her status as property is challenged
             greatly at this point. In Harriet's retrospect as an older woman she seems to not have feelings of love and
             affection to her mistress but does have appreciation for the knowledge that she gained from her.
             The next stage of Harriet's life contains the realization of what slavery is. It was at this time that her true
             education began. The days of happy frolic were gone, the anguish of slavery was all that lie ahead.
             Everywhere, Harriet looked there was atrocities ...