A young black woman was a slave on a southern plantation or farm. She was healthy, happy and the one others looked to for relief as a friend. A natural care taker of the sick and old. But she knew she was a slave. One day she saw a young white girl being swept away by a river, who was 4 or 5. So she ran and jumped and pushed this precious cargo to shore and blacked out. As she was drowning her dream-like thoughts were, "I was a slave but no more."
(Struggling to swim and push, she blacked out wondering with humor how, for not owning herself, she was fully able to sacrifice her body for another. "My life is mine to give after all and no one chose for me.")