sticks to the fifteen and gave the bundle to Ukegbu. I have done my best to make Nwoye grow into a man.

was among them
was among them."Everybody in the assembly spoke."Having spoken plainly so far. The custom here is to serve the spokesman first and the others later. If we allow you to come with us you will soon begin your mischief. Listen to me and I shall tell you. But before they left each took back the feather he had lent to Tortoise.""How did they get hold of Ancto to hang him?" asked Okonkwo. just emerged from the earth. '1 am a changed man. But you lived long. They cross seven rivers to make their farms. She went in and knocked at his door and he came out. No ogbanje would yield her secrets easily. But there was a great medicine man in the neighborhood. and when he got home he went straight to Okonkwo's hut and told him what he had seen. It was the fear of himself. I fear for you. His name was Uchendu. It was true they were rescuing twins from the bush. She slowed down her pace so as to increase the distance between them. sad and pleading.He took a pot of palm-wine and a cock to Nwakibie. Umuofia has decided to kill him. In ordinary life Chielo was a widow with two children. How his mother would weep for joy.

"It is a strange and terrible story. As soon as she got up. and any time he passed her way he told Ear that he was still alive. Her eyes were useless to her in the darkness."Is that enough?" she asked when she had poured in about half of the water in the bowl. Okonkwo and his wife followed at a respectful distance. She just jogged along in a half-sleep. She thought of all the terrors of the night." said Okonkwo." he said. and the sun seemed hidden behind a thick cloud. Uchendu ground his teeth together audibly. He still missed his mother and his sister and would be very glad to see them. In fact he had not killed a rat with his gun." he said.Nwoye struggled to free himself from the choking grip. Yam stood for manliness. which was full of men who had offended against the white man's law.Okonkwo shook his head doubtfully. He had an old rusty gun made by a clever blacksmith who had come to live in Umuofta long ago. and soon the children were chasing one of their cocks. He wanted first to know why they had been outlawed. Very often it was Ezinma who decided what food her mother should prepare." said another woman."Don't you know what kind of man Uzowulu is? He will not listen to any other decision.'When Ekwefi brought the hoe.

and during this time Okonkwo's fame had grown like a bush-fire in the harmattan. The blazing sun returned. It had to be done slowly and carefully." He drank his palm-wine. not even for fear of a goddess. I forgot to tell you another thing which the Oracle said. a length of cloth and a hundred cowries. My sister lived with him for nine years. There was pounded yam and also yam pottage cooked with palm-oil and fresh fish." said Uchendu. calabashes and wooden bowls were thoroughly washed. followed by the bride and the other women. Uchendu ground his teeth together audibly."Do what you are told." And he arranged the requisite rites and sacrifices. That had been his life-spring. Again and again Iguedo was called and men waited breathlessly in all the nine villages. because it had been inadvertent."Okonkwo brought the wine and they began to drink."At last the hen was plucked clean. beat him up and took our sister and her children away. Then he remembered that he had not taken out his snuff-spoon. When she had borne her third son in succession. At the opposite end of the compound was a shed for the goats. A chick that will grow into a cock can be spotted the very day it hatches." said Ekwefi.

or "Mother is Supreme?" We all know that a man is the head of the family and his wives do his bidding. wiping the foam of wine from his mustache with the back of his left hand. who had been walking about aimlessly in his compound in suppressed anger. and he knew it was due to Ikemefuna. She was Okonkwo's second wife Ekwefi. The next morning they were roasted in clay pots and then spread in the sun until they became dry and brittle. "Perhaps you can already guess what it is." said one of them."Bring me my bag. It was the ekwe talking to the clan. which should be a woman's crowning glory. which was strengthened by such little conspiracies as eating eggs in the bedroom."Those women whom Obierika's wife had not asked to help her with the cooking returned to their homes. When one came to think of it. The pots of wine stood in their midst. "His name is Amadi. where his friend gave them out year by year to sharecroppers. pointing at the far wall of his hut." he asked Obierika. It was not the mad logic of the Trinity that captivated him. and even now he could still hear it as it grew dimmer and dimmer in the distance." said Obierika. "You are our teacher. They sympathized with their neighbors with much shaking of the head. "I am an old man and I like to talk. None of them was a man of title.

in the other hand. And it began to shake and rattle.There were seven men in Obierika's hut when Okonkwo returned. My case is finished. stroking her head. She was about sixteen and just ripe for marriage. And at last the locusts did descend.The Feast of the New Yam was approaching and Umuofia was in a festival mood. was then twelve years old but was already causing his father great anxiety for his incipient laziness. She put back the empty pot on the circular pad in the corner. They then set about painting themselves with cam wood and drawing beautiful black patterns on their stomachs and on their backs. But he had recently fallen ill. He heard the blow. she had said. Once upon a time there was a great famine in the land of animals. The crowd followed her silently."Go to your in-laws with a pot of wine and beg your wife to return to you. the Evil Forest was a fit home for such undesirable people. who had risen so suddenly from great poverty and misfortune to be one of the lords of the clan. I would not have believed. a man who pays respect to the great paves the way for his own greatness. long way from home. full of power and beauty. Ezinma brought her two legs together and stretched them in front of her. The troublesome nanny-goat sniffed about. were fixed on her.

Low voices.Okonkwo knew she was not speaking the truth. Kiaga. her blood still ran cold whenever she remembered that night. There were also pots of palm-wine. but even if you came into your obi and found her lover on top of her. and two others after her."Sit like a woman!" Okonkwo shouted at her.""Too much of his grandfather. The happy voices of children playing in open fields would then be heard. Some of them will even ride the iron horse themselves. Okonkwo decided to go out hunting. guns and cannon were fired. his three wives and eight children. She prepared it the way he liked??with slices of oil-bean and fish. So I shall ask you to come again the way you came before. or Evil Spirit.Many people went out with baskets trying to catch them."Everybody in the assembly spoke. She turned round on her low stool and put the beak in the fire for a few moments.""Once upon a time. Ezinma shook every tree violently with a long stick before she bent down to cut the stem and dig out the tuber.""Too much of his grandfather. and when he died he was buried by his kind in the Evil Forest. He can curse the gods of his fathers and his ancestors. Everybody in the crowd was talking.

and the women had formed themselves into three groups for this purpose." Obierika agreed. Ezinma was always surprised that her mother could lift a pot from the fire with her bare hands.Many years ago when Okonkwo was still a boy his father. but inwardly they were happy for what they took to be their own foresight. some of whom now stood enthralled. How could he have begotten a woman for a son? At Nwoye's age Okonkwo had already become famous throughout Umuofia for his wrestling and his fearlessness. and during this time Okonkwo's fame had grown like a bush-fire in the harmattan. Nma. Ekwefi then became defiant and called her next child Onwuma??"Death may please himself. "when she was pregnant. A deep murmur went through the crowd when he said this. But she had got worse and worse. A proud heart can survive a general failure because such failure does not prick its pride. they take new names for the occasion. He said he was one of them. and the world lay panting under the live. And so the two of them refused every offer of marriage in Mbanta. "I do not blame you for not hearing the cock crow.They sat in a big circle on the ground and the young bride in the center with a hen in her right hand."Do what you are told."Ezeudu was a great man. and soon they were the strongest adherents of the new faith. She sometimes broke into a run and stopped again suddenly. he belonged to the clan as a whole. and most of them never did because they died too young - before they could be asked questions.

too busy to argue. If you turn against me when I am dead I will visit you and break your neck. and then passed two shares to Nwoye and Ikemefuna. The words of the hymn were like the drops of frozen rain melting on the dry palate of the panting earth. Ezinma brought her two legs together and stretched them in front of her. The hearing then began. The fowl Ekwefi had just killed was in the wooden mortar. years ago. The earth goddess whom you have insulted may refuse to give us her increase. They were talking excitedly among themselves because the white man had said he was going to live among them. The men brought their goatskin mats. And whenever the moon forsook evening and rose at cock-crow the nights were as black as charcoal. The other people were released. with her suitor and his relatives. that my children do not resemble me." suggested Okonkwo. "In Abame and Aninta the title is worth less than two cowries. He tried not to think about Ikemefuna. I shall not eat in the house of a man who has no respect for our gods and ancestors. a huge wooden face painted white except for the round hollow eyes and the charred teeth that were as big as a man's fingers. neither getting too near nor keeping too far back. if they were stubborn.""I pray she stays. One morning three of them came to my house. The glowing logs only served to light up vaguely the dark figure of the priestess. pushed back the bolt on his door and ran into Ekwefi's hut.

At last the two teams danced into the circle and the crowd roared and clapped. Chielo's voice now came after long intervals. He then broke the kola nut and threw one of the lobes on the ground for the ancestors. Such a thing could never happen in his fatherland. The elders of the clan replied. It was the fear of himself."As he was speaking the boy returned.""If we leave our gods and follow your god. A bond of sympathy had grown between them as the years had passed. food and palm-wine. Old men and children would then sit round log fires. There were also pots of yam pottage.Okonkwo cleared his throat and moved his feet to the beat of the drums. So he waited impatiently for the dry season to come. She turned round sharply and walked through Okonkwo's hut. and they had quickened their steps."But Nwoye's mother dropped her pot of hot soup the other day and it broke on the floor. holding her breasts with her hands to stop them flapping noisily against her body. She ran faster." replied Nwoye. and because of their ash-colored shorts they earned the additional name of Ashy Buttocks. And so at a very early age when he was striving desperately to build a barn through share-cropping Okonkwo was also fending for his father's house. Even those which Nwoye knew already were told with a new freshness and the local flavor of a different clan. cooking and eating. and Nwakibie's two grown-up sons were also present in his obi. and when they had seen it and thanked him.

Okonkwo sat in his obi crunching happily with Ikemefuna and Nwoye. because it judged a man by the work or his hands. unlike most children. Uzowulu and his relative. they could see from his color and his language. Like all good farmers. There was a famine in those days and Tortoise had not eaten a good meal for two moons. How his mother would weep for joy.Many young men and prosperous middle-aged men of Mbanta came to marry her. But there was no doubt that he liked the boy. But he thought that one could not begin too early. When he finished his kola nut he said:"The things that happen these days are very strange. It was a miracle. when she had seen Ogbu-agali-odu. He drank palm-wine from morning till night."They will not begin until the sun goes down. I would have asked you to get life. suddenly changed his mind and agreed to take the message. 1 know you will not despair."You have all seen the great abomination of your brother. It was like the pulsation of its heart. but Okonkwo was as slippery as a fish in water. I salute you.""It is a lie.Ekwefi knelt beside the sick child. the one young and beautiful.

And he had all but achieved it. Then the rain became less violent.' said the young kite. her mother and half a dozen other women and girls emerged from the inner compound. he burst out laughing. Okonkwo and the two boys were working on the red outer walls of the compound."Uzowulu's body. Suppose when he died all his male children decided to follow Nwoye's steps and abandon their ancestors? Okonkwo felt a cold shudder run through him at the terrible prospect. elina!SalaEze ilikwa ya Ikwaba akwa ogholi Ebe Danda nechi eze Ebe Uzuzu nete egwuSalaHe sang it in his mind. and they agreed about the beating. It was the poetry of the new religion. He brought another seven baskets and cooked them himself."You do not know the answer? So you see that you are a child.""Very true. Cam wood was rubbed lightly into her skin. But even in such cases they set their limit at seven market weeks or twenty-eight days. They would go to such hosts for as long as three or four markets. and any time he passed her way he told Ear that he was still alive.All this anthill activity was going smoothly when a sudden interruption came. And not only his chi but his clan too. and that first man was their harbinger sent to explore the terrain. the priest of the earth goddess. It was only then that they exchanged greetings and shook hands over what was left of the food. If only he could find some work to do he would be able to forget.""Yes" said Obierika. He did not understand it.

What is it that has happened to our people? Why have they lost the power to fight?""Have you not heard how the white man wiped out Abame?" asked Obierika. She then went down on one knee. 1 know how to deal with them. who had been talking. But she had grown so bitter about her own chi that she could not rejoice with others over their good fortune. and each wife built a small attachment to her hut for the hens. All cooking pots. The sound of her benumbed steps seemed to come from some other person walking behind her."Have you?" asked Obierika. the distance they had covered. will you go to see the wrestling?" Ezinma asked after a suitable interval. for although nobody else knew it. He had finished it on the very day the locusts came. with which he carried the brown snuff to his nostrils." She died in her eleventh month.""One of the men told me. Some of them did become tired of their evil rounds of birth and death. But the boy was afraid of him and slipped out of the hut as soon as he noticed him dozing. because there was no humanity there. Inwardly." said Evil Forest. it is play'. It was there that her third child was born and circumcised on the eighth day. He died of the swelling which was an abomination to the earth goddess. that my children do not resemble me. He held out his hands to them when they came into his obi.

" This was interpreted to them but very few of them heard. degenerate and effeminate? Perhaps he was not his son. The total effect was gay and brisk. and a powerful flute blew a high-pitched blast. Okonkwo's first son. The other wives drank in the same way."Yes. Nwoye's mother and Okonkwo's youngest wife were ready to set out for Obierika's compound with all their children. At one stage Ekwefi was so afraid that she nearly called out to Chielo for companionship and human sympathy. and he spoke as he performed them:"1 hope our in-laws will bring many pots of wine. whom she called "my daughter." he said quietly to Ezinma. who had lived about two hundred years before. The huge voice of the crowd then rose to the sky and in every direction. Okonkwo." But he was a man of commanding presence and the clansmen listened to him. about the next ancestral feast and about the impending war with the village of Mbaino.""I do not. blew into it to remove any dust that might be there. and the women sat on a sisal mat spread on a raised bank of earth.As soon as the day broke. and they took up fans and began to fan themselves. She did not return to Okonkwo's compound until three days before the naming ceremony. "But I cannot understand these things you tell me.Okonkwo planted what was left of his seed-yams when the rains finally returned. But Tortoise jumped to his feet and asked: Tor whom have you prepared this feast?'"'For all of you.

That had been his life-spring.Ogbuefi Ezeudu. Unoka went into an inner room and soon returned with a small wooden disc containing a kola nut.When the rain finally came. She trudged slowly along. She is called Ozoemena. It is good in these days when the younger generation consider themselves wiser than their sires to see a man doing things in the grand. But there was no doubt that he liked the boy. Ikemefuna came into Okonkwo's household. Their hosts took him as the king of the birds. that Ekwensu."Don't be afraid. Their bodies shone with sweat. It might happen again this year." Okonkwo was surprised.There were twelve men on each side and the challenge went from one side to the other. Even Mgbafo took to her heels and had to be restrained by her brothers. and the tuber was pulled out.When the women retired. "Whether you are spirit or man.The priestess had now reached Okonkwo's compound and was talking with him outside his hut. and we would be like Abame. and flies went with him. as a sullen husband refuses his wife's food when they have quarrelled. And at last the locusts did descend. The story was always told of a wealthy man who set before his guests a mound of foo-foo so high that those who sat on one side could not see what was happening on the other.

he had allowed what he regarded as a reasonable and manly interval to pass and then gone with his machete to the shrine. Ekwefi had nothing but good wishes for her. the fear of the forest.Okonkwo was popularly called the "Roaring Flame."Although they were almost the same age. She trudged slowly along. She knew her daughter was safe. When the moon rose late in the night. It always surprised him when he thought of it later that he did not sink under the load of despair.One morning Okonkwo's cousin. sang for mercy. whose eyes. I greet you. and he prayed to the ancestors. Nothing that happened in the world of the animals ever escaped his notice."Who killed this banana tree?" he asked. drank a little and handed back the horn. Perhaps she has come to stay. dressed in garbs of war.As the broken kola nuts were passed round. and the little children to visit their playmates in the neighboring compounds. His mother had wept bitterly. and any time he passed her way he told Ear that he was still alive.It was not yet noon on the second day of the New Yam Festival. They chose to fly home on an empty stomach. and sent for the missionaries.

looking at the position of the sun. "I have felt it. the sky. He could not ask another man to build his own obi for him." said the woman. His death showed that the gods were still able to fight their own battles. "Yaa!". He knew the names of all the birds and could set clever traps for the little bush rodents. It was an occasion for giving thanks to Ani. The man who dug it up was the same Okagbue who was famous in all the clan for his knowledge in these matters. The blazing sun returned. which was passed under his right arm-pit and tied above his left shoulder. "The children are still very young. Ezinma. It was not very easy getting the men of high title and the elders together after the excitement of the first day. He was a leper." said some of the elders. among the missionaries in Umuofia. and the polite name for leprosy was "the white skin."Tortoise turned to the birds and said: 'You remember that my name is All of you. Her eyes went constantly from Ezinma to the boiling pot and back to Ezinma. because you understand us and we understand you."I am Evil Forest. The blazing sun returned. His first two wives ran out in great alarm pleading with him that it was the sacred week. They haggle and bargain as if they were buying a goat or a cow in the market.

unlike most children. How else could they say that Ani and Amadiora were harmless? And Idemili and Ogwugwu too? And some of them began to go away. Once or twice he tried to run away. which was strengthened by such little conspiracies as eating eggs in the bedroom."Who are the young men with you?" he asked as he sat down again on his goatskin. said that until the abominable gang was chased out of the village with whips there would be no peace. That was why Okonkwo had been Chosen by the nine villages to carry a message of war to their enemies unless they agreed to give up a young man and a virgin to atone for the murder of Udo's wife. It was only after the pot had been emptied that the suitor's father cleared his voice and announced the object of their visit. but I shall be happy if you marry in Umuofia when we return home. Then he began to speak. The thick dregs of palm-wine were supposed to be good for men who were going in to their wives. His mind went back to Ikemefuna and he shivered. unless it be the emotion of anger." Ekwefi said to the woman who had stood shoulder to shoulder with her since the beginning of the matches.Okonkwo did as the priest said. Ikemefuna looked back.""It means you are going to cry. It was a full gathering of umuada. And as he told them of the past they sat in darkness or the dim glow of logs. You have a manly and a proud heart. But he thought that one could not begin too early. She stood for a while." said Okonkwo.What moved Obierika to visit Okonkwo was the sudden appearance of the latter's son. All others stood except those who came early enough to secure places on the few stands which had been built by placing smooth logs on forked pillars. a light rain had fallen during the night and the soil would not be very hard.

who had risen so suddenly from great poverty and misfortune to be one of the lords of the clan." replied Uzowulu. and walked to its beat. And indeed he was possessed by the fear of his father's contemptible life and shameful death. I have learned to be stingy with my yams. and with him were his father and uncle. As a young man of eighteen he had brought honor to his village by throwing Amalinze the Cat. They will not allow us into the markets. and who like a madman had cut the anklet of his titles and cast it away to join the Christians. The young tendrils were protected from earth-heat with rings of sisal leaves.That night he collected his most valuable belongings into head-loads. "If you had been poor in your last life I would have asked you to be rich when you come again. was telling two other men who came to visit him that the punishment for breaking the Peace of Ani had become very mild in their clan. His own home had gradually become very faint and distant.But the war that now threatened was a just war. and Ekwefi recoiled.Okonkwo returned when he felt the medicine had cooked long anough. But I want you to have nothing to do with it. carrying a basket full of water. The air was cool and damp with dew." said Ekwefi. The bush was alive with the tread of feet on dry leaves and sticks and the moving aside of tree branches. stood immediately behind the only gate in the red walls. he had gone to consult the Oracle."Answer truthfully. Okonkwo.

"Agbala do-o-o-o!?? Agbala ekeneo-o-o-o! ??" Ekwefi trudged behind. why it is that one of the commonest names we give our children is Nneka."Yes. to her right and to her left. chewing the fish. and regain the seven wasted years. The villagers were so certain about the doom that awaited these men that one or two converts thought it wise to suspend their allegiance to the new faith. Almost immediately the women came in with a big bowl of foo-foo. Many of them spoke at great length and in fury. like the prospect of annihilation. It was not very long since they had returned." he said. Even in those days he was not a man of many words." He danced a few more steps and went away. Obierika and half a dozen other friends came to help and to console him. If only he could find some work to do he would be able to forget. decorating them with a colorful and plaintive tune. Most of the men and women of Abame had gone to their farms. As a young man of eighteen he had brought honor to his village by throwing Amalinze the Cat.

and said through gleaming white teeth firmly clenched: "Those sons of wild animals have dared to murder a daughter of Umuofia. Okonkwo brought out kola nut and placed it before the priest. He called his son. The cloud had lifted and a few stars were out. On his head were two powerful horns. "As our people say. And when he did this he saw that his father was pleased. But it was impossible to refuse Ezinma anything.That was many years ago. where titled men climb trees and pound foo-foo for their wives. And so Tortoise ate the best part of the food and then drank two pots of palm-wine. He felt like a drunken giant walking with the limbs of a mosquito. Early that morning as he offered a sacrifice of new yam and palm oil to his ancestors he asked them to protect him. Everybody soon knew who the boy was. He woke up once in the middle of the night and his mind went back to the past three days without making him feel uneasy. The yams he had sown before the drought were his own. The younger of his sons. And so the stranger had brought him. For three or four moons it demanded hard work and constant attention from cock-crow till the chickens went back to roost.

because there was no humanity there." They were hard and painful on the body as they fell.""I think it is good that our clan holds the ozo title in high esteem. and so the victim could not be buried in her bowels. and Ojiugo's daughter. He thought of his mother and his three-year-old sister and wept bitterly. roots and barks of medicinal trees and shrubs. and on the other the offer of a young man and a virgin as compensation. It looked like an equal match. His wives wept bitterly and their children wept with them without knowing why. he was at a loss."We are at last getting somewhere."That was many years ago. So they made a powerful medicine. They would go to such hosts for as long as three or four markets. I think. but even if you came into your obi and found her lover on top of her."I shall return very soon. It was one of those gay and rollicking tunes of evangelism which had the power of plucking at silent and dusty chords in the heart of an Ibo man.

and he said so with much threatening. "It wounds my heart to see these young men killing palm trees in the name of tapping. succulent breasts. Neighbors sat around. And now he was going to take the Idemili title. and who like a madman had cut the anklet of his titles and cast it away to join the Christians. He turned again to Ezinma.He is fit to be a slave." Okonkwo said to the lad." she said.As the last heavy rains of the year began to fall. Everyone knew then that she would live because her bond with the world of ogbanje had been broken."Leave her to me. and he sought to correct him by constant nagging and beating. The moon had been rising later and later every night until now it was seen only at dawn.'"Tortoise had a sweet tongue. "Who will drink the dregs?" he asked. and it was their counsel that prevailed in the end."Why is Okonkwo with us today? This is not his clan.

the wife who had just been beaten murmured something about guns that never shot. He was a good eater and he could drink one or two fairly big gourds of palm-wine. Although her husband's wives were saying that it was nothing more than iba." said Obierika. deeply. Obierika and half a dozen other friends came to help and to console him. who also counted them and said:"We had not thought to go below thirty."Yaa!" replied the thunderous crowd. She could not be expected to cook and eat while her husband starved. warming their bodies. is a beast. was among them. That was not luck. "I know what it is??the wrestling match. Uchendu. And if they could not help in digging up the yams."Yes. Okonkwo had committed the female. its sullenness over.

"I marvel at what the Lord hath wrought. Okagbue was a very striking figure. about their women. was a very exacting king. especially at festivals and also when an old man died."Uzowulu's body. who was Okonkwo's father. Then the metal gong sounded and the flute was blown. Ofoedu ate slowly and talked about the locusts.Obierika was sitting outside under the shade of an orange tree making thatches from leaves of the raffia-palm. Once he got up from bed and walked about his compound." Obierika said to Nwoye." He paused. This happened in the rainy season. broke into life and activity. "When I think that it is only eighteen months since the Seed was first sown among you. It was not very long since they had returned. He then roused Ezinma and placed her on the stool. and they had been immediately thrown away.

But on further thought he told himself that Nwoye was not worth fighting for."You do not know the answer? So you see that you are a child." Umuofia obodo dike! Umuofia obodo dike! It said this over and over again."It is false. He had a bad chi or personal god. he has learned to fly without perching. worthless. This year they were the wise ones. The other four black men were also their brothers. "I am an old man and I like to talk. They settled on every tree and on every blade of grass. It was a very good wine and powerful. The three white men and a very large number of other men surrounded the market. long way from home. This was before the planting season began.As soon as his father walked in. rumbling like thunder in the rainy season. They passed their cloths under the right arm-pit. As the evening wore on.

All the grass had long been scorched brown." he said. I will only have a son who is a man. the king of crops. sat on the floor waiting for him to finish. He was greatly surprised.' he thought as he looked at his ten-year-old daughter. Uchendu ground his teeth together audibly. he immediately bought gourds of palm-wine. demolished his red walls. but even now they have not found the mouth with which to tell of their suffering. Obierika's relatives and friends began to arrive. whom he nearly shot. which every man kept in his obi and with which his guests drew lines on the floor before they ate kola nuts.""I think she will stay. He walked unsteadily to the place where the corpse was laid."Agbala do-o-o-o! Agbala ekeneo-o-o-o! Chi negbu madu ubosi ndu ya nato ya uto daluo-o-o! ??"Ekwefi could already see the hills looming in the moonlight." He then added ten sticks to the fifteen and gave the bundle to Ukegbu. I have done my best to make Nwoye grow into a man.