Monday, February 14, 2011

The First Missionaries


When Richard and I first arrived to Africa, the first thing we noticed was the heat. After travelling by sea we took horses to arrive to the new land of that belonged to the so-called tribe “Umofia”. At Umofia, we met many sorts of people including many elderly people. These people were obviously savages, as they kill almost anyone that disobey their rules and have no understanding of the English language. We have been continuously trying to teach them but no success. These people also believe in some sort of inner power or higher being called the oracle, which is totally wrong, as god is the higher power, not some thing called the oracle.
            On day 2, we began building roads and schools for these savages, but instead they yell at us and hit us with sticks, telling us that we are destroying their land. These dimwits obviously don’t understand that we are helping them by giving them roads and education. We did have to take down a few temples and yam farms here and there, but it was worth it. Many of the men however, were crying about their yam farms being destroyed. This was extremely strange to us, as yams are the cheapest crop that could be grown.
            At nighttime, we saw a huge festival going on and decided to take a look. It turned out to be a wrestling match, however this was a much more crude version than our own wrestling matches we have. There was a bit of blood shed, and lots of drumming. It was a loud and crazy place to be in, and in the end we decided to leave.
            Most of the foods here in Africa are horrible. The people only eat crops such as yam. They even talk about how the crickets come in and are a delicacy to eat. For British people, crickets are the worst. They destroy crops; ruin massive areas of farmland and many people starve.
            All I want to do is just finish my job here and teach these savages what is right and what is wrong, and who controls whom. We need teach these people that god is the only one, and that the rest of them are incorrect. Once all of that is done, I just want to get out of this dirty ugly dust ball.

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