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'Are they not a queer lot? To come all this way to swim and fish here.'
'They are strange people. They come every time to fish, but they catch nothing.'
'How can they catch anything when they do not observe the rules of the woman of the lake. And look at their boats, how can they catch anything in such noisy boats. Fish swim away from then, and besides they disturb the woman of the lake with their boats.'
'You forget, my friend, that our woman of the lake is the kindest of women, kinder to strangers than to her own people. She is very understanding. She knows that the white people are strangers to our land, and that is why she is lenient with then. We, her people, dare not be so disrespectful.'
'Why do the white women wear right dresses for swimming? Why don’t they use wrapped as our women do? They have no shame; they do not know that they are naked.’
'You are right. But what beats me is their idleness. How can they leave the comfort of their homes in the big towns and come to swim all day in the lake?'"
Nwosu and the fisherman could now vaguely remember the story of the cannons told them by their fathers. The white slave dealers gave the people the cannons in exchange for slaves. The white slave dealers were the Portuguese, the English or the French. The people regarded them as white men , their nationality did not make any difference, they were all the same. The white slave dealers have them the cannons, the guns and the hot drinks.
The cannons were owned by very distinguished families who themselves took part actively in slave dealing. They were distinguished because they were privileged to have had contact with the slave dealers.
Now, the shooting of the cannon did not only announce the death of a great man, but also announced that the great man’s ancestors had dealings with the white men, who dealt in slaves."