What the hell?!
Who do you think you are, coming in and telling me what to do, what to say and everything else.
Our ways are fine, I just don't understand what you're doing here.
One minute a misionary is knocking on my door telling me that my religion isn't useful, and I should convert to Christianity or Muslim.. listen and pray to some other God; the next minute I have to give up my land to you guys.
What are we? Children? No? Well, you sure are treating us like one, I mean, it's nice that you build schools, and medical clinics, not to mention some gorgeous churches, but what's in it for you? Are you genuinly caring and helpful? If so, how can I believe you? You took away everything that was once ours: my family, my friends, even my enemies (not that that's a bad thing, but who am I supposed to kill now?); to be slaves in the big land of dreams they call the Americas.
Just like Chief Machemba said to Herman von Wissman: "If it be friendship that you desire, then I am ready for it... but to be your subject, that I cannot be... I do not fall at your feet, for you are God's ceature just as I am."
Confusion can be solved by talking, if you guys just sit down and talk with us, and live our lives for a bit, then you guys can tell us to change. Until then stay out of it, if we can't solve it, then you can't either.
I mean.. I just.. I guess.. well I don't know.. I just, well I just don't understand. Why do we need to change our ways? I guess that's all that I'm asking, is it that hard to give me an honest answer?
Sara de Jong
10A
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