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The American Founding Father

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Absconded from the household of the President of the United States, ONEY JUDGE, a light mulatto girl, much freckled, with very black eyes and bushy hair. She is of middle stature, slender, and delicately formed, about 20 years of age.

She has many changes of good clothes, of all sorts, but they are not sufficiently recollected to be described—As there was no suspicion of her going off, nor no provocation to do so, it is not easy to conjecture whither she has gone, or fully, what her design is; but as she may attempt to escape by water, all masters of vessels are cautioned against admitting her into them, although it is probable she will attempt to pass for a free woman, and has, it is said, wherewithal to pay her passage.

Ten dollars will be paid to any person who will bring her home, if taken in the city, or on board any vessel in the harbour;—and a reasonable additional sum if apprehended at, and brought from a greater distance, and in proportion to the distance.

George Washington May 23 1796

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Stories of my Forefathers & Ancestors.

All cultures around the world celebrate their ancestors. Americans tell stories about their founding fathers like George Washington, Thomas Jefferson etc to the point of idol worshiping Living by every word these men wrote as the law of the land. They call them their founding fathers and soon enough they will be their forefathers and ancestors. We read stories about Moses, Abraham, Jesus that tell us that they are our forefathers and ancestors also that Jesus is the son of our God.

Growing up in Nigeria my father told me stories about my forefathers and ancestors. In school I was taught about great African men and women almost as a footnote. I was also taught that the white man’s stories was more important than my father’s stories. So they imposed the christian doctrine, continued bible education. In school I had to wear their cloths, eat their food, speak their language or be ridiculed and punished when I spoke in my native language. I had to be like the white man without question, even though I knew I would never grow up to be a white man.

So I keep it gully by telling my seeds stories of their forefathers and ancestors. How their forefather was a king captured from Abeokuta in modern day Nigeria, enslaved in America became a runaway slave and a freeman in Freetown, Sierra Leone only to be king again. How their grandfather was a farmer, athlete, photographer and an avid filmmaker in Nigeria. From the 1950’s capturing random images on film and print. How he would ride his motorbike from Ibadan, Oyo State to Araromi in Ondo State Nigeria. The same man who would make that same trip with a bull cow stuffed in the back of his Renault hatchback.

So I wish the billions of christians around the world peace as you celebrate your ancestor Jesus.

Ogbeni Ayotunde