ea to start my own anti-slavery journal, with my own philosophy and views as its base. “On December 3, 1847, in Rochester, New York, the first edition of the newspaper The North Star rolled off the press. Frederick was it’s writer, editor, and publisher.” Though I found much opposition and discouraging words I still stuck with my goal. I knew that starting this paper would be hard work. But in the spirit of the American dream I simply worked hard to achieve what I wanted. I was obviously successful because the paper had three thousand subscribers. This fit the idea in the American dream that states, if one is willing to work hard enough they can achieve anything in America, and I worked very hard on that paper. So, I did experience a success of the American dream in this aspect. But one must feel it was a bit strange, since I was doing this to try to get justice for my people. My life did not represent the success of the American dream. I was born a slave and witnessed all of the harsh brutalities that come with slavery. I experienced no freedom as a slave, and was just a piece of property. My strong yearning for freedom led my to flee my master, only to find that I was now looked upon by most as a free inferior black man. This strongly lessened my ability to pursue happiness. I did find a slight success in the American dream through my paper, but it was tainted because I was trying to get justice for my exploited people. In my life the failures of the American dream far outweigh the successes, and one will find the reason for this imbalance is simply the color of my skin....
