I did not start my new life like
many young men usually had. This is because I did not inherit anything from my
father. Besides, I did not lay any respect or love towards him. All I know is
he was living in contemptible life and shameful death. Even before my father
died, I have worked hard to build my foundation for a prosperous future because
I’m sure that my father could not give me anything.
To
begin my planning, I went to see wealthy man who had taken the highest title in
the clan who named Nwakibie. I had brought a
pot of palm-wine and a cock as a polite offerings and asking for a favour.
I promised him that I will work hard and I will not disappoint him. I felt so surprised that Nwakibie was so
generous by giving me twice the number of seeds that I expected. I make a
sharecropping agreement with him by only getting one-third of the harvest.
Although share-cropping is a slow way to build up a barn of one’s own, but I do
not have any other option. Not only that, because of my father’s laziness, I need
to support my mother and two sisters which makes me felt so angry that I need
to do all the things that should be my father’s responsibility instead of
building up my own future.
But
the year turned out to be disaster. The weather seems does not want to
cooperate with me. The first rains were late and lasted for a brief moment. After
that the long period of drought roasted all the four hundreds yams that I have
been sown and when I started plants the last four hundred yams, there came an
endless flooding. I felt so happy that I could survive on that tragic year;
therefore I believe that I could survive anything. I was proud of myself that I
have proved to everyone that I was a fierce fighter who is greater than his
deceased father, Unoka, who always considered as the laughing stock by the
community.
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