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Sunday, July 20, 2008

Zam, In - White Gorillas ((1811-1813)(From the Old Josh Series))

There was not worried or confusing thoughts of the future, for ZAM, and his mother, the black boy was eight years old, it was 1811, the future was not even in his eyes only the occasional reminders of his mother told him that remember that his mother Zamia, to remember him because of his surroundings, the tropical forests of the Kongo was his home, a very attractive image of beauty in nature best. The equatorial sun beat through the tense jungle, the green sea of green on his head, the canopy of leakage devouring much of the sun. His father was killed by one of the great apes, if during his infancy.

Today was 1813, he had just ten years old, and it was a day of loafing as many days in the rain forest, outside the large village, running his fingers through his mother's hair as they lay against a tree, simply adoring her! He had no brothers or sisters.

She, his mother looked to her son, for a few minutes she saw him, caress his arm, stroked it, she had this boy she was proud. She had catlike eyes, saw someone or something that is too close up, and as a lion would snarl even to produce a deep knurren, but it was a small woman, bloodshot eyes.

Zam 'muscles were stiff, and he was a big boy for eight large shoulders at him, as bull monkeys, compared to his father. Gray eyes, which in turn dark born, he stood up, looked at, squatted, played with the Monkey's, and ate some bananas and even some grub worms, he was hungry. He was not the holy everything except a bull monkeys, nature, killed his father, and the Monkey's, he was their antagonist.

It was a life graten part of the violent content, they lived as the Sparrows, belly full found, what to eat, monkey meat. He has never had any of the white man, or in other countries in the world, he was in his world, jungle, the rain forest his fate, after his mother was to survive and die every day in the earth to make room on the other hand To get something back. That, if necessary, to court death to save your family from the Fangs of the lions, this wild beast were the enemy, not the man himself. Never-not, as the king of the village knew would Zamia's fall down as if it were their son. (We can not blame them for their ignorance, in what has taken place for this day even in the most advanced countries of that time until today that I get this writer, the man elects leaders, and leaders in most cases work on the topic of self-interest, and it was to be that way with the king, but he himself would have been a surprise, you play with the devil, expect no mercy.)

For the graten part Zam was still in The development of these layers of untried muscles, he would use in future time undeveloped and untried fighting muscles, and he would learn how to bits and fight and run, and the javelin throw, if given time to do, and his Mother was very proud of his achievements in his current young age. But his attention was distracted when he saw the strangest thing, white men, or were they gorillas, in conversation with their king. He asked his mother, "Is this a new kind of monkey?"

He knew the beetles, and the caterpillar, the mouse and the elephant, and the lion and a lot more animals and insects, such as the monkey and Monkey's, and the many species of birds, but this new creature was different, had Beard and mustaches, and lots of clothes, and they were snatching black man, even when they run out they ran after them, they jumped them, while in pursuit. The idea in his head was: the king is angry, his face showed, apparently because she had done wrong, these comrades, black men, had done a kind of false, and these new creatures were trying to locals to him.

The Zam approached King and his mother, led the seven white men to them, not a formal introduction, but it says in essence, "they are my special friends from afar, they came to do business," and the king was going to make it to that of the boy and his mother, where they were, the boys noticed they had chains with them, with preference for the King, Zamia not run, not the opinion, an escape. The type said: "The boy needs his mother, he is too young for travel in the ship from you," he had said that this is the white men, but Zam did not know what kind of ship, or Travel, and felt all alone with his mother talking, talking about him and his mother, in the third person as if they were not 'exist. He could hardly formulate the right thoughts, to find out what happening.

Then the leader of the white man said: "They are all savages, including the king, attached or unattached they all", and they grabbed Zam and his mother, and the king, these men knew neither fear nor mercy was, they became a strange Zam inexplicable force, and now the mother and Zam both fought for their freedom.

One the men received a noose around the neck of the boy, the mother of this stopped Fighting, and he king was unconscious, he was hogtied to a polo, carried out by chained to black men, and when he awoke to the beaches, he was like an angry boar, but his grunts only gave reason to white men to slash a whip in his back. And the boy looked at his mother, said: "White gorillas," he saw it as his enemy, the enemy of his father, those who killed his father.

The river winds, the village of huts, all of this was that all to be used, was away for a new life to torture, on a ship, he thought looked more like a monster crocodile slow, as a wooden vessel.

((Rosa) (7-16-2008))

 

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