Okonkwo's Exile
During the great warrior, Ezeudu's funeral, the most feared egwugwu
showed up to of speak Ezeudu's great life. After it left, everyone that
attended including I, started to dance in the cruel heat. I danced with a
nice looking young lady who I didn't know. And when I was about to ask for
her name, I heard a bang and a loud cry. I turned to the direction of noise
and saw a young man lying in a puddle of blood, and ironically it was
Ezeudu's sixteen year old son. It was ironic because, on the day of
Ezeudu's funeral, his own son had perished as well. He was immediately
surrounded by everyone that attended the funeral. At first, I did not know
how this happened. But I found out when Okonkwo ...
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to calm him down, but it was
no use, I had never seen him this upset before. We then helped him pack his
yams, and stored them in my barn. I was to sell these yams while Okonkwo
served his exile. When we finished, he and his family left for Mbanta, his
motherland. As he was leaving, we waved good-bye, but he was too upset to
respond.
The next day a pack of men, including I went over to Okonkwo's
compound. There we set his huts on fire, demolished his red walls, and
destroyed his barns along with his animals. I hated every second of this,
but I had to do it, because if I hadn't, the Earth goddess would have been
tremendously upset with me. And she would have taken out her anger on all
of the land.
About two years after Okonkwo had been forced to live in a place
other than his fatherland of Umuofia, I went over to pay my great friend a
visit. I brought with me, two bags filled with cowries. All of the cowries
came from Okonkwo's yams, which I had sold. I was exited ...
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he could thank me.
I answered "kill one of your sons for me".
He then replied, "that will not be enough".
So I said, "then kill yourself".
I said those things with a smile on my face, but sometimes I regret
even saying that, because I knew he was still upset about being thrown out
of Umuofia, and the way his life was going, he might have very well, done
it.
My next visit to his new home came another two years later, but
this one wasn't as pleasant as the one I had with him two years earlier.
This time I came to discuss a more serious matter. This matter was that the
white missionaries had come to Umuofia, and one of the missionaries was
Okonkwo's son ...
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