As A Carl Boy in my Jack's Hamlet, to leave no stone unturned is a mystery. But one must move heaven and earth to make ends meet. My parents left a lot to be desired before their demise, but left me in the hands this ogre Jack living in his hamlet. Life in hamlet has been an untold story for the years past, since there was nothing to sniff, I was always looked upon by colleagues. Even nothing to lay my hands on to thrive from upsurd situation, since all my was janky. I must now force myself whether by false or foul means to mold myself with Jack who appear to be sadistic in his own governance. No one would describe how merciless intension he would have, his appearance reveals his mood. All activities avail for me in his hamlet & farms from dawn till the moon light is shone.
My first task was to feed the cattle in the kraal early in the dawn cast. No one wakes me up, but the the sound of the 1 0'clock am bell vibrates in my ear drum each of the day, as Jack has programmed it. I must quickly wear my dirty farm cloth, convey my cutlass, small bag with catapult & few stones. The darkness is nothing to be scared off, since that was my routine activity drawn. Jack would even not spare me if I delay for just a minute. The morning dew continues to drisel, the poor Carl boy has no option, even in times of heavy downpours I must comply with my activities as scheduled for me. I step out unhappily & open the kraal to let out the cattle to where there are enough available greener pastures. At times 10 miles away from the vineyard of Jack's hamlet. However, strictly as scheduled time for daily activities, this is only between 1 0'clock & 8 0'clock am in the morning; about 7 hours intervals. So, I had to rush my cattle to the field. Cow boy herdsman was the appropriate name, but in my case I wasn't running a normadic system where cattle are allowed to stay in the bush for some days. As a cow boy, the belly of the cattle had been filled with feeds, but what about the Carl boy? The fruits: pawpaw, mango, oranges and pineapple must be hunted for so that I could quench my hunger for at least for the break fast. But during the lean seasons, these fruits are difficult to come by. For unlucky days I come to the hamlet with empty stomach. But, this is none of the business of Jack. I had to move the cattle quickly back to their kraal in hamlet.
The light breakfast which was normally tea had been taken by Jack, since I normally delay by an hour or two in the bush feeding the cattle. The rest was for me to prepare the heavy breakfast, which was normally solid food called "ampesi" or rice. At least for this I could have a hope of getting scanty to taste. I quickly set the fire, peel the yam, plantain or cocoyam and cook . Prepare Jack's favourite stew of local "Kontomire" with palm oil when it was "ampesi." This was just one & half hour rest for cooking. After serving Jack & eating mine I had to set off for my second schedule of activity for the day.
The second part of schedule commerced 10 0'clock where varieties of farms were attended to: rice, coffee, vegetables & cocoa. But during the time the rice farm was ready for tarselling, Jack's time of feeding the cattle changes, since the rice needed extra care to control tje stubborn birds from consuming the rices which had been tarselled. I had to go along with donkey clinging on their with carts for loads tie them with their rope to feed somewhere. I now bend down for weeding in the rice farm. Here is also another difficult task, since all waist was bend with the hoe till the time Jack would bill me for another schedules. But, for Jack he would be monitoring his works as a master & his servants, identifying problems & giving directives or instructions. But, minor works like feeding the chickens in the pens & filling their watering trough he could be of help. At 2 0'clock pm, I must prepare harvest some foodstuff & fire wood put them on the carts of the donkeys & come home for the evening feeding of cattle again. However, the rest of the farms were attended to if there were less work load in the rice farm, for instance when the rice hadn't been tarselled. The cocoa & coffee farms looked less busy since weeeding & prunning were the the major assigned activities to accomplished.
At exactly 3 0'oclock, I had to be in the hamlet to take the cattle out for some two hours feeding before I come back for the preparation of the evening supper. By this time, since the cattle were mostly fed with their breakfast I had to hang around the near by pastures so that I could hurry & come back for the next task. At exactly 5 0'clock I had to be in the hamlet with the cattle push them into their kraal for the supper. This was one of the heavy duties, but the suops was normally prepared at forth hand, sometimes on weekends for the whole week. The rest was was to cook the cassava & plantain to pound the "fufu." One of Jack's favourite food, but very tedious as I had to pound alone since there was no one in Jack's house. The peasant Carl had bear all hese suffering, for Jack to measure small quantity of suop & meat for the poor Carl boy to eat unsatisfied. The most anoying aspect is to go to bed with hunger or half satisfied, in that case you can't sleep well, meanwhile, small hours would be spent at night.
A Carl boy always had unfinished work, & at times would be thinking of if there were any addtional time that nature could grant him with , but this was nothing impossible to realise it. The weekends approached quickly while the Carl boy had a lot of washing of different clothings to accomplish. I even had less time to spend. Only farming activities were reduced, but to feed the cattle & fowls were compulsory. This were the days I had to calculate my time well, or else be ready to face shouting plus & repeated slaps on my cheeks. But all these didn't discourage me since I knew one day I would find my way some where, which maybe would be more pleasant & appreciable with must love. After all I had served with myth & passion, built my capabilities, strengthens my life. It true that if you wash your hands well, you can eat with elders. The fears, frigthening & anxieties with that wicked & savage Jack & his hamlet life is now over. I'm now with a broad Community keeps love & pursue freedom. They support censorship-free resistant, not being censored like the monstered Jack who kept me censored & bullied me all time. I'm referring "Steem Blockchain," the No1 Decentralized Social media Application with giant of bloggers. Now, here I'm with hundredth of communities & millions of Steem bloggers in Steemit, Inc., spreading their loves with me through engagement & supports
( comments & upvotes). Here is not hamlet but a large community with sub communities known as Hive communities. I'm indeed cheerful for being here & will continue to spread my love & work hard in Steem blockchain, if so many years has been wasted in Jack's hamlet achieving virtually nothing. Then I have to give all my best for steem. Thanks friends of Steem Ecosystem, be cheered up of being here too.