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Colonial Life
Lenny

Lenny Parham was always on his own; always hardworking; always fighting for his freedom. He’d never had anyone to help him, to guide him. He was abandoned as a baby. One night he was put to bed, the next morning his parents were gone. When he ten, he began scavenging for food, sleeping in stables, and living for himself. The people of his village all knew him. The Grandmothers sat it shaded tents on the outside of the village. They sat on their fine carpets, fanning themselves from the scorching heat. Often they would watch the children play.

The Grandmothers praised for what a smart, respectable young man Lenny was becoming, for they had watched him grow up. Living on his own caused him to become encrusted with grime and soil. The caked dirt smothered russet skin, down his gangly limbs and entrapped in the steel-wool that swathed his wide head. The Grandmothers hoped to live long enough to watch Lenny grow into a man, but when he was thirteen, the white men began coming to his village. They were taking the villagers throughout Africa, bringing them to a new continent. Lenny was unprotected, he had no parents to hide him away. He was an orphan. So it was he, who was taken to the New World.

In only a few years, Lenny was a completely different person. His hardworking ethics remained, and his goodwill was all the same, but if the Grandmothers had lived to see Lenny, they would be in awe at to what a great man he had become. He’d become an indentured servant for the Goodmans, a noble family. Lenny was fortunate. Ever since he began working for the Goodmans, he had been appraised by Sir Goodman’s elderly mother, Mabel. Though Lenny was treated well, he never spoiled. He kept his wise heart and hardworking attitude. From from servitude slavery; and slavery to freedom, Lenny Parham kept his polite and skillful demeanor, which made him the great man he was his whole life.