John Blankson, who was studying to become a pharmacist, attended one of Brother Brown’s lectures. He quickly realized that he had found the truth. “The truth made me buoyant,” John remembered, “and I talked about it freely at our pharmacy school.”

One day, John visited an Anglican church to question the priest about the Trinity, which John now understood clearly to be an unscriptural teaching. The priest chased him away, shouting: “You are not a Christian; you belong to the Devil. Get out of here!”

When he got home, John wrote a letter to the priest, inviting him to defend the Trinity at a public gathering. The priest responded by summoning John to the office of the pharmacy school’s principal lecturer, where the lecturer asked him if he had indeed written to the priest.

“I did, Sir,” replied John.

The lecturer demanded that John write the priest an apology. So John wrote:

“Sir, My instructor has asked me to write an apology to you and I am prepared to write the apology provided you will admit that you teach false doctrines.”

Incredulous, the lecturer asked, “Blankson, is this what you want to write?”

“Yes, Sir. That is all I can write.”

“You are going to be dismissed. How can you speak against the priest of the government’s church and hope to remain in the government’s employ?”

“But, Sir, . . . when you give us lessons and there are points we do not understand, do we not ask you questions?”

“Of course you do.”

“Well, Sir, that is all that took place. The gentleman was teaching us the Bible and I asked him a question. If he is unable to answer the question, why should I be made to write an apology to him?”

Blankson was not dismissed. No apology was sent.