In all those years of the African child, he had generated the thrust to becoming what God had intended him to be through constant prayers, relying only upon the professional knowledge acquired that was admired in all places that he had worked to earn decent living, as opposed to capitalizing upon the two major evils that had befallen him to become lazy, something forbidden by the Kotasumofis.
Continuing his usual chore of been a sober watchman, Zoebedeh Yarpolo excelled through the ranks and file of his job, rising to the position of Chief sober watchman that required clear conscience and bravery in handling any issue that tended to keep the people of Tenekui Weetazu disorganized and lazy.
While serving in the position, the African child was again unfortunate to have been invited to a distant country called Asu, where he joined several others and became evaluated as the most brilliant of his peers. In fact, big companies had already begun anticipating the return of Zoebedeh Yarpolo to Asu to undergo professional training that would have earned him hundred times more than the salary he had earned while in Tenekui Weetazu.
Upon completion of his short training in Asu and subsequent return to Tenekui Weetazu, however, and having taken on his true light color, the African child began experiencing robbery of his office and visitations by strange individuals who were not watchmen but mainly sought information for whatever reasons, using his secretary as conduit.
Zoebedeh Yarpolo was not at all moved by the clandestine operations of the individuals, having since learned about systems and could instantly detect things on his own.
The poor African child’s office attendant was mysteriously poisoned and died a month later, while he also became insane after planning a wedding as pre-requisite to traveling to Asu for advanced studies. Before these incidents, an overnight chrisentimun red flower had grown at his office window without knowing how it was planted, since it was the identical spot that he had always stood to view passers-by.
Zoebedeh Yarpolo, through assistance of immediate family members and his newly-wedded wife, became hospitalized and after a week discharged, although still feeling unhealthy. A relapse occurred few weeks later, leaving his wife with no alternative but to have him treated through divine healing at a church in the suburbs of Tenekui Weetazu.
It was from there that the African child was requested, through a proxy of an old-time friend, to visit a very big building in Tenekui Weetazu to help resolve a very big dispute that had made many residents to flee, while some were killed in the process.
While deciding on whether to leave his chief watchmen job, although without any formal communication given him from the big house and at the same time concerned about fulfilling his earlier decision to return to Asu but did not have funds available, other watchmen planned a coup against him to render the very good job done there a waste.
Having planned not to overly react but to carefully investigate the politics that had set in at the workplace, simply to occupy his post and no matter how those involved fell far short of the experience the African child had, those who overthrew him became shame and disgraced for not having achieved anything after their action that did not meet the consensus of all watchmen.
Left with no alternative but to now accept the job at the big house where his father had been killed, with very little salary that could not even pay his rent, Zoebedeh Yarpolo simply chose to sacrifice his time, depending on God as usual for his needs and wants.
Cherished for his performance at the big house, he stayed on until a year. However, while there, he became frustrated again by the death of his most-loved and senior uncle, John Quoi Yarpolo. A day following the death, the African child, accompanied by his wife, visited the big house to obtain an excuse from his old-time friend and big man.
While in the big house, a big fight broke up among strangers and those employed at the big house, with the intention of killing his big brother who was also working in the big house, instantly reminding him of how his father was killed there. While the fighting ensued, Zoebedeh simply took a Bible which he always kept at his desk, read few verses of the Psalms and took the telephone of his boss to call people from the Paramount Chief Quarters, informing them instantly about what was taking place at the big house, in order to quickly resolve the problem.
The African child was later invited to work at the home of his old-time friend where he remained until a big voting exercise took place in Tenekui Weetazu, having been fortunate to have accompanied his friend to several distant countries, simply to appeal to them in helping settle the palava among the people of Tenekui Weetazu.
Partially succeeding in restoration of calm by the countries visited, the old-time friend of the African child decided to go to Asu for rest, while he remained in Tenekui Weetazu and with no job at all now.
Zoebedeh Yarpolo did all he could to get a job, popular as he became in Tenekui Weetazu, but to no avail, with reasons been that he was a protégé of the one-time big man who later became known as Gee Muyan, a well-learned individual who knew all the crooks in Tenekui Weetazu.
The African child then engaged into what appeared contractual jobs, simply to allow him move around. Good at his watchman job, he even taught at schools, walking at times miles to do so at very little fees that could hardly sustain him for a day. From the walking, the boy attracted arthritis and could barely walk some days from the pain. He was however treated through modern and traditional medicine.
For many months, Zoebedeh Yarpolo sat at home without gainful employment, at times depending only on water for survival, though seriously engaged in self-studies at what he had loved doing, allowing him to have read widely and began putting them into use at the amazement of those who had even prided themselves with laurels earned from formal education.
Learning about how the African child was very good at been a sober watchman, another company sought his services but seriously regretted ever associating with it, since no matter how he had helped in setting up the system, top management became highly disorganized and became more dictatorial taking pride in subserviency.
With minds already built at refined cultures that quickly identified good from bad behaviors in society, Zoebedeh was made to work for months and refused payment from his honest labor. Worst was that new porters employed at the company were highly inept and did not even know the workings of the watchman job.
Having again sat for four months and as usual, Zoebedeh Yarpolo was invited to another sober watchman job, witnessing him as assistant chief watchman, with his productivity increased thereat simply to shame all those who had for many years willfully violated his rights, simply because he was an African child.
The boy vowed, since then, to be as hard as a rock at any place of work, holding high all norms that deal with becoming a sober watchman without any fear whatsoever, always proud to have contributed to the professional training of many who have turned out as chief sober watchmen, assistant sober watchman and very drastic dust-kicker too.