The plaque at the portico where abolition of slavery was proclaimed in Spanish Town
Archbishop Sentamu recalls what went in his mind when he stood at the spot where abolition of slavery was proclaimed 200 years ago.
I said to myself why humanity did such a thing to another person. Sell them like chattels, sell them like slaves.
What is it that went into their brains, you can say that they were liberated, but they were not slaves from birth. So the proclamation came and stopped the trade it left a sour bitterness.
In my thoughts, I recalled when I went to Zanzibar, I went to a place where the slaves were actually shackled, in a room where 5 of us couldn’t fit in 70 were put in there…three days no water, no food no toilet…if they wanted to go they mess themselves out.
After seven days their souls and hearts were broken so they were brought out. I went in there and thought to myself these were my brothers and sisters. The thing that went through me was almost like when I went into Zanzibar, the port where the slaves were being sold out.
It wasn’t hurray as I stood there…why, why did they ever sell people like things, my stomach turned actually just turned…I just thought humanity just stopped.
Archbishop and Mrs. Sentamu at the steps of the portico where proclamation of slavery was read out 200 years ago



