May 21, 2023

HAMILTONIAN AMERICA.Chapter 3.page 1

David loved his father so much like any adorable  child and they cherished the shared vision in a clownish way he would   someday become an American president a bizarre journey dreamt out of impossibility.He was advised that only a highly informed young man could go that far to someday govern America.They migrated from a nation dubbed giant of Africa and settled down too quickly where he was born.He was told almost all American presidents never became  president by accident but  simply by careful planning .Then one day he stumbled again across the length of the library the bulge story of Alexander Hamilton to the consternation of his father who was impressed by his growing studious mind .
Early morning,David woke up and headed to the library to chat him up.
"Dad"his face lightened up the room as he sat down to examine the death of his interrogative ability.
"Anything lately?"
"In the Myth In America"your poetry is a little dense."
"And the subheading?"
"It's so long a bit I barely understood those lines.A free verse right?"
"You re funny take your Webster  not pocket dictionary.Just a couple of words."x-axis to specific shelf pointed.He flung his binoculars along the base of shelf D where several modes and editions of dictionaries were stocked.
Thompson swung round with Ottoman for intensive editing proof reading and reviews of self made literature.
"I can't see them"David grunted in futility.
"Check shelf D properly "he unbuckled his pyjamas buckle bend down and enrolled himself in the editorial engross.The funky search funny business stumbled on a voluminous lexicographer".
"Webster right?"David returned back to the top seat and swiveled round to see the top half of the book and flung it open adjusted his seat to recite the poem.He was stopped from recitations again.
"Shmmm..,.....Stop that please respect my privacy.Otherwise go to your room.Studious mind as quiet researchers badly needed tranquil environment to grow arts.Okay you ll be going back to school tomorrow.Go back and sleep please.We are in the middle of the night almost four hours left for you to sleep."
"Dad I won't sleep at school".
"Before the count of 10,go back to sleep."he dropped the book unceremoniously and left in a huff banged the door vamoosed into his living room.
Two weeks after he had researched into the early history of the founding fathers.
"Daddy you re at home today is weekend.Are we going for a forest stroll?"
"Why not ?Get ready at ten am and we'll be out.It's quite chilly."
"Oh Dad It's 10 on the dot."he flung his sight at the wall.
"You don't mean it?How time flies!"Dropped his tabloid and put on sweater for the snowy times. "His brisky moment spoke volume and was in the front porch in minutes.
"Am out waiting."the lad changed the pyjamas.
The forest walk was a thirty minutes walk of freedom stroll down to the streams with lad throwing stones at the birds and moving creatures and at the point of engrossed realm sat down and banter.
"Where did we stop our previous discussion?"
"The journey of Hamilton into the new world and Beekman and Cruger merchant firm".
"That's my boy you have a photographic brain.Like father like son."
Thompson floated his hands above his head and heart blinked and blinked out of the corners of his eyes uncertain of the fatherly gesture, shocking direction and mysterious narrative of the uncommon story teller.
Thompson looked out to the sea and drew in a long breathe .Hands wrapped around his back and readjusted legs for the classroom tutelage..
"Before I put on my gong,we shall ten hours of discussion."
"Great"suddenly shuddered his mind swirled with thousand thoughts as if he was doped to understand his gathering wits.
David moved away from standing on the fringe of estern rivers and begun to drop bullets from his riffle.
"The formative years and the foundation of Hamilton's success were linked to Beekman and Cruger.From there he moved to New York to shake the world down to his foundation.
He gained valuable insight into the mordern commerce of shipping and the great manipulative world of Capitalist powers .The mercantilist policies that governed European powers were laid bare before his naked eyes.As a versatile clerk supervisor bewildering mountain of Invidious inventories at the trading firm .They consist of planters'commodities such as black eyed peas,fish,corn and cider ,Porter and pine ,oak and shingles ,hoops ,iron ,rope, bricks,mules , timber ,bread and lampblack,bricks , flour,rice ,lard,pork,beef and cattle."
"Awesome".
"He was responsible for money and money management and a province's member of Royal council.While Nicholas brother also was an elected member of British Parliament  his uncle John Cruger was a veteran mayor and member of stamp act Congress.It was only Nicholas that revered Washington and supported colonist rebels during American Revolution.He had been called the first political tutor of hamilton when he set foot in America .He was the waymaker and exposed him to newbreed New York prosperous merchants.
He could work tirelessly for long hours and sometimes relished in extravagant fantasies,a norm that fourteen years old later imbibed probably from his dear friend and look alike who had begun to study at Kings college in New York.At a point Nicholas in 1771 for medical reasons left him in charge of the firm for five months when he traveled home in New York.He gave him room to exercise authority with his prodigious talents.This was to shape his career and seasoned expertise in letter writing that came in handy for Washington's use.
Honestly speaking,we couldn't disconnect the establishment of U.S.coast guard and custom service from the phenomenal skills of a local  clerk,he mastered during Prenticeship period.From the same period he was to obtain the inspiration behind his Reports on Manufactures."
"How?"
"Anyway is bigger than you at this point until you have read his industrial pool policy activity.Because he realized the whole of west Indian islands despite their fertile soil stood at a disadvantage with the rest of the world relying......."
There was a call at about 1pm which interrupted the discussion."Thompy where are you?"
"Daniel how was your night?U have the consignment?"
"Yeah there cranes had arrived and received bill of lading.Vessel owners or assistant badly needed for sighting."
"Call me Defoe he ll come over otherwise I ll be there today in the next two hours."He stood up and said"boy Business hours I must go see my consignment"They moved quickly "Discussion postponed dad untill further notice.""Yeah I could return tomorrow and visit Defoe in Florida if I could not go."He had car keys flung occasionally behind him.
A passel of hounds lay in the dirt overlooking a broken trailer.Near the old fuck truck in the garage, Thompson opted to use the brand new ched red Camaro in the journey to Miami by road.
"Daddy good bye safe journey.Greet my cousins for me bye",waving tenouosly and glistened in the morning sun to the chants of his boy as he zoomed off the sprawling compound of a castle he bought ten Summers ago, swarm of dust filled the air behind him.
"Take car of your siblings okay."his chilling voice spanked his stubborn farago"promise me?"he baritoned."Yes daddy I promise."Dust persisted until he could no longer see the wheels behind him same panache like the old Chevrolet he bought in the spring.
David too badged into the house and seeing the nanny returns from the forest farms,packed his bag and headed to library to continue reading.

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