Fun with Tut

In the bad old days. African slaves were not allowed to read or write so they slowly built up a language of their own , that sounded like gibberish and read like gibberish but for someone who understood it , was a means of communicating.

Here is a sample of a message that supposedly circulated in the pre-Civil War south. It's origins are unclear but it serves as an example of the language.

Aylullul hushyumumaynun bubeeenungugsush ayrure bubohrurnun fufruree aynundud ekeeyuaylul eenun dudeegugnuneetutyuk aynundud rureegughushtutsush. Tuthusheyuk ayrure enundudohwowedud woweetuthush rureaysushohnun aynundud cucohnunsushcuceeenuncuce aynundud sushhushohyululdud aycuctut tutohwowayrurdudsush ohnune aynunohtuthusherur eenun ay sushpupeerureetut ohfuf bubrurohtuthusherurhushohohdud.


I'll post the translation in a bit.

It looks as if starts: All human beings are born free and equal . . .

last word is brotherhood.

Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote....