'PRAY, MASTER! PRAY, MASTER!'

I'M sorry for laughing but i just can't help it, ever since i read it in the book that I'm reading now called 'up from history' about the life of BOOKER T. WASHINGTON and a episode of cruelty that he witnessed as a young slave boy, his uncle Monroe was stripped naked and tied to a tree and whipped with a leather whip and every time that he was struck he would say 'pray,master! pray,master!'  i just thought that was funny that someone would think of those words while getting beat like that.  And its weird that i can't get it outta my mind. well a miracle happened Wednesday night on my mid-term exam i made an A! WOW! 100%  I didn't miss a one!  unbelievable man!  me making an A on an algebra test!  thank you JESUS! I studied my butt off though, in April when i started out i couldn't do division past 10 divided by 5 once i got past that it was a crap shoot.  but its like BOOKER T. said with faith and hard work you can accomplish anything.   for the past 2 weeks I've been staying at the Atlanta recovery center it cost 9$ a night it is better than where i stayed last night but the mission is free and  i have run outta money so that's where i have to stay now,  my clothes are still at the a.r.c. i just hope they don't throw them away before i can get some more money.   there you had your same bed every night and i got to take a shower every morning,  not anymore, not at the mission! so I'm back to sneaking and brushing my teeth in stinky bathrooms across the city. oh but I'm so grateful! I'm free and healthy so i gotta shot!  i gotta shot tonight at the lotto its 140 MILLION! and I'm all over it! if the mega ball comes #21 you'll know tomorrow night I'll be staying at the FOUR SEASONS!!