I woke up early the next morning. Fortunately, Wolf and Fred were with me that
night. I probably wouldn't be here, eatin' breakfast if they wasn't here. I
had heard jackals in the woods around us. Well, whatever they was, I heard
I knew it wasn't good for a man to cry. My Pa had once told me "don't cry,
ya's not a man, if ya cry." But there was I cryin' wit' Wolf a lickin' me
face, like me was her pup, like Fred. Fred was over there playin' and a
swattin' wit a fly. He was lookin' like me when I was a little kid. Then it
hit me, I'm an orphan!
I made up my mind to get to the North, no matter what. I'll take Wolf and
Fred, pack lots of food, wood and water.
The next day was very busy. I was packing, gathering, picking, cutting and
building a boat. I trained Wolf to bring wood to me, while Fred chewed it up.
I used the chips to fill the bottom of the ship. Some of the wood was used for
the boat. I used bamboo for the bottom, because it's hollow and floats easily.
The rest of the boat I made with wood sealed with plaster, inside and out. The
mast was made out of leaves sewn together with thread. My cabin had pictures
on the walls, a wooden bed and a dresser with a mirror in it. I made a big dog
house on the top deck for Wolf and Fred. All together it had taken me five
months to build and I was mighty proud. But still, I had to get a lot of
food to fill the "cellar" of the boat.
A month later it was filled, plus I had some animal skins to wear as clothes.
Strange to say, but Wolf was a vegetarian. Once I have her a rabbit foot, but
she stared at it. So, later I's give her a baked carrot and she gobbles it up
like a boar! Ma loved carrots. After I greeted her, I'd hug her when she acted
like Ma. Her fur got wet wit' tears and she licked my face and laid down to
sleep. I finally found out why she was that way. When I had first seen her, she
had seen that I was like Fred. She had brought Fred that way, to compare us,
then she adopted me as her pup.
Finally, it was the day to go to the North. I had packed everything, made sure
there were no holes, cracks, etc. Then I herded Wolf and Fred into the boat,
got over to the ship's wheel and unrolled the mast. Like a faithful crew, they
waited for instructions from their captain. I couldn't help it but to smile.
Then my thoughts went back, back to a time when I was six. It was when our
masters were moving and taking us wit' them. I had felt scared but happy, too.
They had a little boy, a couple years younger than I's. He used to boss me
around. Like I was his slave (which I was). He was a wicked boy, who used to
deceive his parents by making me not tell them when he did something bad. I
mean he really made me and if I didn't do what he told me to do, he would call
his parents and have them beat me.