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At last my home is at my hands! May 13, 2009

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Chapter 20:              When I was in exile I remember all those men trying to get my daughters to marry them. Espicially Enzima. She had grown so beautiful,just like her mother. Also was my other daughter,but she wasn’t like Enzima,but I still loved them. I actually prefered Enzima over everyone else. She was my favorite,and for that I didn’t want her to marry over in Mbanta. My wish was that she will marry in my homeland Umofia. That would make me a proud parent.

           This was the last day,and before I knew it we were at Umofia already. It was so different,it had changed but I had a bad vive about it. It greatly changed,and I am still suprised about it. I am so dam sure it is because of the white man’s church. They are the one’s to blame they changed my native land. I don’t even feel at home any more. The issue that had hit my heart real hard was the fact that now even the men of status had been converted,and opressed out of their tribes,and titles.

           There was only one thing that made me happy out of all the B.S. That was that my daughters were actually following my advice,and they were getting married were I had wished they would.

           I noticed there was another person people murmured about he was so called the “District commissioner” This ridiculous man was a person who judged  the Ibo people,but the stupid thing was that he didn’t know anything about us. He didn’t know nothing about our religion,and how was that justice if he was judging with no reasonable ideas. The other ridiculous thing was that he also had court messengers who were like his little pets who hunted down the men who tried,and dragged them before the court. Well I hadn’t expirience anything like this YET, but Obierka told me all of this non sense.

       I said something my self and I admitt I think it was very wise of me to say. I am just stressed out sometimes I want to kill myself because I cannot stand observing my village be so womenlike. These are my powerful words.“‘The white man is very clever. He came quietly and peaceably with his religion. We were amused at his foolishness and allowed him to stay. Now he has won our brothers, and our clan can no longer act like one. He has put a knife on the things that held us together and we have fallen apart.’” Unfortunatlly we have fallen apart!!!!!!!

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