Thomas Fox.

THE BLACK CLUB

      It was a society or a club which was created for the sake and liberation of black slaves from the hands of the cruel owners. In fact one of its sole aim was to abolish slavery for good.
It was created by a group of black men who broke free from their masters and decided forming a club in other for them to join hands to ward off slavery.
Sir' Julius was also held an office in the club. So did I.

       Gatherings were held in large gatherings and they could last for hours deliberating on thought provoking issues and questions.  They were fights too.    You don't expect any association set by humans to be perfect, no doubt there will be some slight obstacles.

       The club offered jobs for those who had gotten freedom from their various masters and those who fled away from theirs.   The club also sent letters to the British royal court in countless number of times for plea to be liberated.
But they were all ignored and turned down.

        A gathering was again putted in place for a meeting with other countries who had some masters willingly freed their slaves. There was where I saw something really valuable and precious to me.

       I caught sight of the figure and looked on., straining my eyes though. The person too caught sight of  me a looked on also. Then came the joyful shout filled with joyous tears flowing down my our  eyes.
It was sister. She spoke my native dialect to me which encouraged the tears  flow more. Its been a while I last spoke my native language.
We hugged each other tightly that I never wanted to let go off her. She introduced me to her son Florence and her husband Philip. I was glad to see them all. I too introduced my newly wedded wife. When she saw Marilyn she was awe Struck by my choice of wife.    "How did you do it ?. she asked.  Well.. Its love for each other. I continued on how we met each other and came to have deep love for each other.
       I was surprised to hear that she had been in Portugal for these long years. And that was where she met her husband.

       Then came the question.    " where's mother ?." I asked

Hmm... Aremu.., mother passed away two years ago.

     
          I was taken a back on hearing this shocking news. I couldn't hold back the tears that flowed down my eyes.   I tried controlling myself but the tears still rolled in.

       Throughout the entire meeting I couldn't concentrate. Just thinking about mother was what rolled through my mind. The moments we all shared together, the stories and moral lessons she taught me and her strict warnings.   

      Mr' Fox. Is everything OK ?. A facilitator asked me as I returned the answer back to him quickly Yes!! Everything is fine. I lied. I never wanted to put anyone into stress so I kept it to myself.

         Getting back home. I cried my eyes out.   Marilyn tried all her best comforting and crying with ms too.   It took ours before I stopped my wailing. 
  
       I really miss you Mother,. I hope you're here with me.