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Sunday, 9 September 2012

Dare to be Different


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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