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"And
the Believers should not go forth altogether. Why, then, does not a
company from every party from among them go forth that they may apply
themselves to obtain understanding in religion, and that they may warn
their people, when they come back to them, that they may be
cautious?"
�Holy Qur�an, Surah 9, Verse 122
Sunday afternoon, December 3rd, in Washington, D.C., I
was scheduled to visit Smithsonian�s Museum of Natural History where
a special exhibit was located focusing on some of Africa�s past and
contemporary times with a view to the future. This visit was to
include Smithsonian�s Freer Gallery, the African Museum and Sackler�s
Oriental Museum of Asian Art.
Two Sisters of the Vanguard Class accompanied me to
the Museums. The theme of the African exhibit was taken from the
African expression of Sankofa, meaning looking back to remember. We
may recall the intensely dramatic film of that same name scripted and
produced by Director and Teacher of Cinematography Haile Gerima, who
has taught at Howard University for the last 20 years along with his
wife, Co-Producer and Documentarian, Sharikiana.
At the conclusion of this exhibit, we were making
our way to the Freer Gallery, when we approached a tubular-shaped
glass building, with an octagonal roof in an oriental design. This
building was named the Ripley Center, International Gallery. The
exhibit being featured was Three Hundred Years of the Piano. Howard
University student, Sister Fatimah Muhammad, who was assisting me with
my book project at the I-Lab Computer room at Howard University, had
spoken to me about this exhibit, but she didn�t know exactly where
it was being held at Smithsonian. So when we found ourselves walking
directly in front of this unique building we were beckoned to enter to
view the exhibit. We learned that this was the only building within
the Smithsonian complex in which the elevator floors upon entering
send you down underground level to the floors marked simply with a one
and a three reversing the normal direction of going up to these
numbered floors.
The key signature piano advertising the exhibit is
a blond wood Grand Piano embossed with gold stars placed around the
exterior of the piano itself. It was difficult not to count the
imposing number of stars that surrounded the Piano cabinet. In the
front area beneath the 88 keys were 13 stars. Flanked on either side
of the keyboard were placed three stars on each side. Thirteen plus
six equals 19. The remaining stars which skirt the entire base of the
Piano�s length on either side came to 50, which more than likely
represent the 50 stars in the flag of the United States Government.
We may recall that I stated in the previous
articles of this series, that the flurry of activity that we were
engaged in corresponded to the exact period of time in which the
Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan was hospitalized for surgery and
the immediate recuperative period thereafter.
It was during this period that I was guided to
remain in the area to work spiritually in concert with the healing
process. On the evening of December 2nd, approximately fifteen Sisters
had arranged with the Regional Protocol Director, Sister Brenda, to
have a special dinner engagement at the Bombay Palace. It was during
this occasion, when Sister Nisa Islam, staff writer for The Final
Call Newspaper, announced a surprising development which made it
possible for several of the sisters to get tickets to attend a concert
at the Kennedy Center, which featured the world renowned cellist,
Yo-Yo Ma, accompanied by pianist Emmanuel Ax.
As she persisted in finding these tickets with
great difficulties encountered from the head of the press personnel,
who repeatedly indicated that there were no tickets available, the
solution to the problem was about to be revealed.
At Saturday�s MGT Class, she announced her
dilemma to the Sisters concerning the tickets for the concert. The
sister seated beside her, named Kim Muhammad, responded by stating
that her husband, Brother Eric, worked at the Kennedy Center and could
possibly obtain some tickets for us from other clients. In my last
article you read about the outcome of our success story and meeting
with International Artist, Yo-Yo Ma. The purpose behind this event
will be explained in a later article.
On December 7th, we returned to the Smithsonian to
complete our visits to the Freer Gallery, the African Museum and
Sackler�s Oriental Museum. While viewing the exhibits, a security
guard passed by us and extended the Muslim Greetings of
"As-Salaam Alaikum," to which we replied. Then, he
surprisingly stated that he recognized me from a lecture I gave at
Mosque Maryam several years ago on the subject of the High Priest of
Jerusalem named Melchizadek.
He offered to escort us on our tour of the Museums,
which included a return to the exhibit on the Three Hundred Years of
the Piano. When he learned that I was an inspired musical composer on
the piano, he offered his help in arranging with the staff a
presentation of some of my compositional works in a special program
for the year 2001 within the time of the exhibit�s ending on March
4th.
At the conclusion of those happy hours at the
Smithsonian, Sister Michelle, who was one of the witnesses of the
foregoing experience, left to get her car for our departure. When she
returned, she gave us the sad report that her car had been broken into
and all of our items were stolen. Among the stolen goods was a book
bag, which contained vital statistics of her children, personal
receipts and envelops which contained her name and address. In
addition, my special book bag was taken which contained all of my most
recent notes accumulated over the last two months, my Holy Qur�an,
telephone directory, several small books, very valuable photos and
negatives, along with my coat.
No windows were broken and no apparent car damage
had occurred. We returned to the parking area which was on the
backside of the Smithsonian. The sisters began an intensive search in
the grass area, the bushes and trash bins hoping that the thief or
thieves, having found nothing of value might have discarded them.
Nothing was found. My thoughts persisted from that day forward up to
the date of my departure to Chicago, that those items would eventually
turn up, possibly through the mail or in the Lost and Found Department
of Smithsonian.
On Monday, December 11th, one day after I had
spoken at the Mosque in Washington, D.C., I was prevented from travel
due to the blizzard-like conditions that shut the Chicago area
airports down with nearly all flights having been canceled due to
hazardous weather conditions. Finding that it was all but impossible
to leave for Chicago, I suggested to Sister Michelle that perhaps
there might be time to retrace our footsteps at the scene of the
crime. She nodded, as I added these words, perhaps someone might have
turned them into the Lost and Found Department of Smithsonian.
I then went to The Final Call Newspaper
office to continue working on my article, when at approximately 3 o�clock
in the afternoon, word came through the telephone that the Director of
the Lost and Found Department of Smithsonian had in his possession
articles that corresponded to the items we had lost. It was almost
unbelievable to hear what had transpired. But to shorten this story,
every item that was lost was clearly identified and restored including
my missing coat. According to the record, someone mysteriously
delivered the goods to the Smithsonian Office and with the help of the
Mr. Saunders, who was in charge of the Lost and Found Department,
these items were swiftly given to Sister Michelle, who went in person
in the early morning of the next day to retrieve them and returned
them to me in time to catch my flight to Chicago.
I wish to express my gratitude to the wonderful
staff at Smithsonian for moving so promptly. A very special thanks
goes to the highly-energetic spirited Sisters of the MGT of Mosque No.
4, which includes all the Officials and Laborers of the Mosque. I also
wish to thank the staff at The Final Call newspaper in
Washington, D.C., who never lost faith that there would be a positive
outcome. Not only did our Brothers and Sisters express sympathy for my
loss, but they made every effort to purchase every item that was
stolen.
They also showered me with additional gifts. As in
the story of Job, who lost everything by the work of Satan, but at the
end was blessed with an increase of goods added to everything that he
had previously lost. I thank Almighty God, Allah, for His Love and His
Mercy that He has extended to all of us who are members of the
Universal Family of the Divine Creation.
"Nor
spend they any thing, small or great, nor do they traverse a valley
but it is written down for them, that Allah may reward them for the
best of what they did."
�Holy Qur�an,
Surah 9, verse 121 |