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Letters of an Abiding Faith:

Legacy of a Slave's GrandDaughter to her Son

written by Ella Lewis to her Son (Rudolph Lewis)

 

 

Letter 54

June 2 1990

Dear Son,

How are you Fine I hope. As For me not so good I got teeth ache So you know that not So good. I received Both of your letters. Glade to hear From you Know you are getting your self together. I So glade I could help. I told Lue that I know you was low in money with Just a Part time Job. But I never tell them What you tell me or What I gave you. That is Between you and I and the Good Lord. So I guess she gather From that.

Doc dont Feel Bad Because I dont Care how Old you are. There time we all Fall in a stream of Bad Luck.* I Know Theresa gave you From her heart also Lucinda. We should pull together. All I want you to do When Ever you get on your Feet again. Just dont Forget us. The Lord going to Bless you We dont Know Where our Blessing come From. But God is So good He dont Come when you want Him. But He right on time. All you got do Keep Praying and Keep the Faith.

Bunk say we was Coming up the Week End. I dont Know. In case I do I Bring Some thing out the Freezer. You Keep me posted if you are moving. You Just Keep Praying you Be What the Lord should have you to Be. I hope to see you Soon. So By For now I still praying For you love you

Keep Sweet

Mother

all ways Ella

 

 
  

 Commentary

*I was very depressed. It is indeed difficult to hold onto one's faith and a woman when one is out of work and down and out and not knowing what the future may hold. I was then going through another crisis of intimacy and betrayal. Mydea and I was on the outs.

 Before leaving Monrovia, Mydea had problems on two fronts, both personal and political. Both her mother and father died six months apart in 1979. Married in 1977, her husband Frances Tuan Karpeh divorced her and then went to court to obtain custody of her son. The court granted the father custody of the boy at age seven. In 1985 she was arrested by the Doe regime for "sedition," suggesting that she was involved in attempts to overthrow the government. In Washington, D.C., she stayed with a cousin, worked as a bank teller and on the weekend as a maid, cleaning houses and polishing silver. She had come down in the world. In Liberia, Mydea owned her own home, had several cars, including a chauffeur; servants, a farm of 150 acres that produced rubber, cocoa, and vegetables. Abandoning her country all of that was lost.

Dr. Samuel Banks facilitated her employment with Baltimore public schools. From 1988 to 1990, Mydea took courses at Coppin State to qualify as a permanent teacher. Mydea continues with the public schools as a Special Education coordinator. Her son Tuan will become a graduate of the University of Maryland College Park in 2002 in sports medicine. Neither, I suspect, has any intent to return to war-ravaged Liberia. I sympathized greatly with her plight and assisted as much as was in my means and power. Most of all, she earned my respect by what she has been able to achieve by hard work and perseverance. [See commentary at Letter 55]

 

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