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Well folks, the Lord has granted me another vivid dream, and I'm not sure what to make of it, I feel there's a parable somewhere within.
Well, the dream accounted the tale of a Negress professor named Ms. Sissy who recently died but was beloved by her students for a very poignant account of her life growing up as a housemaid for an affluent white couple. She remembered working for the Hootens, who some might argue were a bit unconventional, if even misguided in their approach to domestic discipline. One summer evening, the Hooten homestead was burning down. Their infant son was nowhere to be found, and Mrs. Hooten, by the horror of it all had fainted upstairs. Master Hooten was already outside, and as you know, in the dark, a house when burning glows a sickly red. Well Master Hooten raced back inside and went upstairs and discovered Sissy, holding not only the Hooten infant, but trying to rescue two prized chickens from their gilded coop.
Sissy broke out into sobs, "I'm sorry Lord Massa, sur, I can't bear the thought of seeing dose poor chick'uns burning to a crisp!"
She proceeded to grab a gilded plate (after setting the baby down) and gestured saying, "I will clean the shit out of the coop with this plate, from front end and back, if it means saving those chickens!"
Well Massa Hooten wasn't having it, so he ordered Sissy out with the baby, and grabbed Mrs. Hooten still fainted in a corner, and brought her outside. Well, the homestead was still burning, but there was time, so Hooten went back in and pushed the gilded coup with chickens out, thereby saving everyone.
Once the dust was settled, Mrs. Hooten wanted Sissy whipped and dismissed for the trouble she caused, but Massa Hooten had another idea. He took Sissy to the shed (unscathed by the blaze) and sat her down. He said,
"Now look, Ms Sissy, you love those chickens. I love those chickens, and those chickens were saved. So here's what I'm going to do: you will take a month off, to overcome your melancholy and will barracade yourself in your shack for that whole month, and I want you to turn the candles so dim they glow that sickly red, and you will sit there in the dark and imagine what it must have been like to been Mrs. Hooten alone in the dark, glowing red around her."
Master Hooten took out a Biblically accurate flat pop-up map of the world, and turned the pages to the bit of a flaming Hell, to show Sissy what awaited her.
"Here awaits the price of your truculence, but in time, Christ washes all sin away for those who follow"
And he turned the page once more to show her greener pastures.
And so this is the story Ms. Sissy told all her students and became her most beloved lecture. (How she became a professor, I'll never know, but it was just a dream.)
Well, the dream accounted the tale of a Negress professor named Ms. Sissy who recently died but was beloved by her students for a very poignant account of her life growing up as a housemaid for an affluent white couple. She remembered working for the Hootens, who some might argue were a bit unconventional, if even misguided in their approach to domestic discipline. One summer evening, the Hooten homestead was burning down. Their infant son was nowhere to be found, and Mrs. Hooten, by the horror of it all had fainted upstairs. Master Hooten was already outside, and as you know, in the dark, a house when burning glows a sickly red. Well Master Hooten raced back inside and went upstairs and discovered Sissy, holding not only the Hooten infant, but trying to rescue two prized chickens from their gilded coop.
Sissy broke out into sobs, "I'm sorry Lord Massa, sur, I can't bear the thought of seeing dose poor chick'uns burning to a crisp!"
She proceeded to grab a gilded plate (after setting the baby down) and gestured saying, "I will clean the shit out of the coop with this plate, from front end and back, if it means saving those chickens!"
Well Massa Hooten wasn't having it, so he ordered Sissy out with the baby, and grabbed Mrs. Hooten still fainted in a corner, and brought her outside. Well, the homestead was still burning, but there was time, so Hooten went back in and pushed the gilded coup with chickens out, thereby saving everyone.
Once the dust was settled, Mrs. Hooten wanted Sissy whipped and dismissed for the trouble she caused, but Massa Hooten had another idea. He took Sissy to the shed (unscathed by the blaze) and sat her down. He said,
"Now look, Ms Sissy, you love those chickens. I love those chickens, and those chickens were saved. So here's what I'm going to do: you will take a month off, to overcome your melancholy and will barracade yourself in your shack for that whole month, and I want you to turn the candles so dim they glow that sickly red, and you will sit there in the dark and imagine what it must have been like to been Mrs. Hooten alone in the dark, glowing red around her."
Master Hooten took out a Biblically accurate flat pop-up map of the world, and turned the pages to the bit of a flaming Hell, to show Sissy what awaited her.
"Here awaits the price of your truculence, but in time, Christ washes all sin away for those who follow"
And he turned the page once more to show her greener pastures.
And so this is the story Ms. Sissy told all her students and became her most beloved lecture. (How she became a professor, I'll never know, but it was just a dream.)
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