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Accidental African Slave. Part 52

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After cleaning up and returning to the top, I waited for Araway while talking with the doctor. On the drive home Araway ask how things went with my wrestling. I had to laugh, and I told him Kwaku kept me on the ground most of the time.
Once at home I cleaned up for our meal, and headed to the kitchen. Orsty wanted to know all about my training with Kwaku, so I told him the same thing I had told Araway. He laughed and told me to give it time, that nothing is achieved quickly and easy. I had to agree with him, and he told me to work at it until I achieved my goal.
The next day I worked in the pit until the last hour, then I joined Kwaku for my wrestling training. He started our training, then stopped and told me I wasn’t trying. He told me I was just letting him put me down, that I needed to fight back. He then proceeded to beat the crap out of me, so that I was sore all over. He told me he was going to make it hard on me until I decided to take things seriously.
I did try to do better, but I still got the crap beat out of me. He told me I did a little better, but that I needed to get into fighting back. He told me not to worry about hurting him, but to do my best to take him out. He told me he wasn’t going to take it easy on me, and that he wasn’t going to let me quit.
Turns out Kwaku has promised Araway that he wouldn’t let me quit, and that he will train me till I can stand with him. I told Kwaku that much more and I wouldn’t be able to work in the pit. He told me that was not an option, that I would continue to work and train with him. I had to laugh that he was telling me what I could or could not do, since he was pit slave.
I finished my workout with Kwaku, cleaned up, and returned to the top. I told Araway about my training on the way home, and what Kwaku had told me about quitting. Araway laughed and said he liked Kwaku’s methods, that he, Araway, was going to hold me to my commitment. He told me I had convinced him to agree to allowing Kwaku to use the last work hour to train me, so I was going to finish my training.
At the evening meal, Orsty told me he agreed with Araway and Kwaku. He told me I needed to commit to the goals that Kwaku and I had agreed. I was now feeling the pressure from Kwaku, Araway, and Orsty, so I agreed to continue and really train.
I went to my room and checked out my body while looking in the mirror. I could see bruises and scratches from my workout with Kwaku, so I went in and took a warm shower. I then crawled in bed, and that was the last thing I remembered until morning.

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