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Accidental African Slave Part 129

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The guard came and woke us up, and we got ready for breakfast. The Foreman brought our food down, and sat across from us while we ate. He informed us that he was putting Kwaku in charge of Dauda and me. That he would be incharge of seeing we did our work, and that we had to follow his orders. He said the guard would come down periodically and check on us, to make sure things was going smooth. He said this would free up the guard, so that he could do other things to help at the mine.

We finished our breakfast, and followed the guard to pick up our tools for the day. The guard then left, leaving Kwaku in charge. Kwaku laughingly said, ok slaves get to work. Kwaku looked at me, and reminded me I wanted to work there as a slave, so he was going to see to it that I worked like a slave. He said down in the pit, I was a slave and no longer a free man. I had to admit he was right, that as far as the others were concerned, I was just another slave.

We continued to work that morning, and we only saw the guard once. He said he was empressed with what we had accomplished, and congratulated Kwaku on his doing a good job. Kwaku put me incharge of doing the shoveling, said I wanted to work like a slave, so he would see that I worked as a slave. Kwaku was having a great time being in charge, and telling Dauda and I what to do.

When lunch time came, we went to the shed and sat down, it was nice to get to relax. The Foreman brought our food down, and talked with us, but I always tried to stay out of the conversation. Dauda would talk about what it was like, when he was a slave there before. Kwaku was always asking about his home village, and different people he had known there in the past. I learned a lot about Kwaku from listing to he and the Foreman talk.

The Foreman turned to me and ask about my situation, and why I was now a slave. Kwaku spoke up, and told the Foreman I wasn’t very brite and had trouble speaking with other people, that was Kwaku’s way of getting me off the hook. The Foreman didn’t ask me anymore questions, and told Kwaku to explain everything to me, in a way I could understand. So I’m now viewed as the dumb white slave, that needs special supervision. I get kidded about that unmercifully by Kwaku and Dauda.

We went back to work, and Kwaku remarked about how his dumb slave could continue doing all the shoveling. Kwaku commented that a dumb slave needed a strong body to survive. He and Dauda then had a big laugh, and ask if I understood what they ment. I just played dumb, and took the shovel and started shoveling.

Once the days work was over, Kwaku and I went to where we worked out, and started our training. The Foreman came down and watched our workout. He commented on how well I grasp Kwaku’s training, and how well I preformed. He told Kwaku I might be a little dumb, but that I seemed to be good at learning wrestling moves.

Dauda joined us, and we were given our hosing shower. This time the Forman didn’t kidd with me, or blast my groan area with the hose. Kwaku told me the Forman felt sorry for me, because I was dumb as well as being a slave. Kwaku told the Fireman I was better off being a slave, and having someone take charge of me. Kwaku told him that he Kwaku, was put in charge of taking care of me in the mine pit. That the owner had personally ask that Kwaku watch out for me.

We then went for our evening meal, and both the Forman and the guard sat with us talking. I have to laugh, I was mostly ignored as far as the conversation went. Sometimes the Foreman would look at me, and ask what I thought about something. I would sometimes answer the way I felt, and other times I would not give a response, but just bow my head. This only added to my being viewed as someone not too brite, so I didn’t have to answer a lot of questions about my past.

Soon it was time to be locked up for the night, so we were taken to the slave’s quarters. After doing our toiletries, we were then chained for the night. And we quickly fell asleep, after the days work.

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