Okonkwo
I just finished re reading one of my all time favourite books by Chinua Achebe - Things Fall Apart.
Quite apart from the thrill of recalling the events in Umofia and Okonkwo's life, it was a fun trip down memory lane. Back to secondary school, literature class, the discussions, arguments and essay writing ...
Coming across names like Ezeulu, Obierika, Ikemefuna was like stumbling upon old buddies .
Hey, Unoka, I remember you, Okonkwo's dad right? boy was Okonkwo ashamed of you, you're probably the laziest man he ever knew. You just liked to party didn't ya?!, I hear you were most blissful drinking, playing your flute and dancing with the locals.
Obierika, man! you represented the epitome of friendship, the way you stood by Okonkwo when he had been exiled to Mbanta ( his mathez home) was really commendable.
Uchendu, you were one dry fellow, you didn't mince your words around your nephew Okonkwo. As you knew how to rub salt in a wound?!, but I guess it was sawa because then Okonkwo sobered up and faced his situation like a man.
Ikemefuna, things were tight for you, I mean first they grab you from your home (no fault of your own), they take you to live in a different village, then the man you ended up calling father (Okonkwo) killed you just like that.
Looking at Okonkwo, it seems that even though he despised his dad's laziness, and worked mighty hard never to be associated with such "fakeness", when it came to their demise, they both died miserable men. Unoka died an old, poor man with a lousy reputation - Okonkwo hanged himself.
Is it that the very thing we loath in our parents is what becomes our destiny some how?
Quite apart from the thrill of recalling the events in Umofia and Okonkwo's life, it was a fun trip down memory lane. Back to secondary school, literature class, the discussions, arguments and essay writing ...
Coming across names like Ezeulu, Obierika, Ikemefuna was like stumbling upon old buddies .
Hey, Unoka, I remember you, Okonkwo's dad right? boy was Okonkwo ashamed of you, you're probably the laziest man he ever knew. You just liked to party didn't ya?!, I hear you were most blissful drinking, playing your flute and dancing with the locals.
Obierika, man! you represented the epitome of friendship, the way you stood by Okonkwo when he had been exiled to Mbanta ( his mathez home) was really commendable.
Uchendu, you were one dry fellow, you didn't mince your words around your nephew Okonkwo. As you knew how to rub salt in a wound?!, but I guess it was sawa because then Okonkwo sobered up and faced his situation like a man.
Ikemefuna, things were tight for you, I mean first they grab you from your home (no fault of your own), they take you to live in a different village, then the man you ended up calling father (Okonkwo) killed you just like that.
Looking at Okonkwo, it seems that even though he despised his dad's laziness, and worked mighty hard never to be associated with such "fakeness", when it came to their demise, they both died miserable men. Unoka died an old, poor man with a lousy reputation - Okonkwo hanged himself.
Is it that the very thing we loath in our parents is what becomes our destiny some how?
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