the two dungeons we visited are called elmina and cape cose. part of the country right on the beach. it was a solemn and emotional experience to enter the dungeon, to close our eyes and imagine what our ancestors experienced. an added challenge we all faced was the mystery of knowing that our ancestors were held captive there but that we had no knowledge of who they were. captured africans were stripped of their languages, ethnic identities, tribal and family ties. we saw the areas of the dungeons that were large enough to hold about 50 to 100 people but where hundreds were held. rooms without sunlight. forced to lay in their own excreme excrement. no access to water to bathe. only given enough food and water to keep them alive but deliberately kept in a weakened state so they could not organize or resist. those that did attempt to resist were mutilated and left in separate rooms and slowly starved to death. females were routinely made to stand in line while their captors would choose one of them. she was then washed and led up a staircase to a