
Volunteering at Stonefire in Titusville, and being forced to do hard, manual labor with no pay or benefits reminded me of slavery. When pondering on the idea of slavery, I thought about being forced to do hard work for long hours in inhospitable conditions. As I navigated throughout unstable piles of debris ready to collapse upon me and avoided every sharp corner and rusty metal object ready to stab me, I thought Stonefire must not really be too concerned about the safety of their volunteers. Even upon asking for safety procedures to protect me from the dangers of the job, I was informed nothing was available. As I continued doing more and more work, I was finally
ready to just be done, ready to call it a day and go home, but I couldn't. I was still obligated to keep working so I could finish my required hours, even though my body was telling me enough is enough. It is after my experience at Stonefire that I realized that volunteering and slavery have much in common.


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