ACHEBE 3-DAY PROVERBS CHALLENGE: DAY 3

It’s well that ends well! Today ends the 3-day proverbs challenge from the works of the master story teller Achebe. There’s a lot more than has been shared here however. You can always get your hands on his works and enjoy it all.

Here we go…

☠ The death that will kill a man begins as an appetite.

🐜The fly that perches on a mound of dung may strut around as it likes, it cannot move the mound.

🎶 Even the flute player must sometimes stop to wipe his nose

⚱️A man who visits a craftsman at work finds a sullen host.

💪 We do not bypass a man and enter his compound.

🎶 When you see an old woman stop in her dance to point again and again in the same direction we can be sure that somewhere there something happened long ago which touched the roots of her life.

🙀 We should first chase away the wild cat; afterwards, we blame the hen.

💯 He is a fool who treats his brother worse than a stranger.

🙍‍♂️If a man seeks for a companion who acts entirely like himself he’ll live in solitude.


Thanks for been part of the challenge. Blessings!


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ACHEBE 3-DAY PROVERBS CHALLENGE – DAY 2

Hello good people!

So it’s the second day of the 3-day Proverbs Challenge from the stables of Achebe and I’m set to regale you with more of his interesting proverbs.

Meanwhile, permit me to serve you an ‘appetizer before the main course’. It’s a short excerpt from his magnum opus Things Fall Apart. Each time I read through that section of the novel, I can’t help but laugh. It’s about a man Obiako who went to consult the Oracle in order to find a solution to his hardship. I think you’ll find it interesting…

‘Obiako has always been a strange one’, said Nwakibe. ‘I have heard that many years ago, when his father had not been dead very long, he had gone to consult the Oracle. The Oracle said to him, “Your dead father wants you to sacrifice a goat to him”. Do you know what he told the Oracle? He said, “Ask my dead father if he ever had a fowl when he was alive. 😂

😎Okay, enough playing around… Now to the main course…


🐀A man of sense does not go on hunting little bush rodents when his age mates are after big game.

🛑Until a man wrestles with one of those who make a path across his homestead the others will not stop.

🍠 Sometimes when we have given a piece of yam to a child, we beg him to give us a little from it, not because we really want to eat it but because we want to test our child.

⚕ A disease that has never been seen before cannot be cured with everyday herbs.

🦎 The lizard that jumped from the high iroko tree to the ground said he would praise himself if no one else did.

🐦 Eneke the birds says that since men have learnt to shoot without missing, he has learnt to fly without perching.

🌿 When two brothers fight a stranger reaps the harvest.


Thanks for stopping by. Tomorrow is another day…


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ACHEBE 3-DAY PROVERBS CHALLENGE!!!

He is referred to as the father of Modern African Literature and perhaps the most read African author. But more importantly, he is my most favorite author from Africa. His name is Chinua Achebe.

Among other things, I find his use of language intriguing. The way he infuses the traditional African worldview (the Igbo culture particularly) into his works is such a delight. But how can you even refer to his works without a recourse to his rich use of proverbs? According to him, “proverbs are the palm-oil with which words are eaten“.

I love proverbs and Achebe never fails to supply them in great measure. I thought to share some of them with you. Hence, for the next three days, I’ll be treating you to some of the proverbs used in his works. They are full of wisdom and witty at the same time. Enjoy!


😱 It is praiseworthy to be brave and fearless…but sometimes it is better to be a coward. We often stand in the compound of a coward to point at the ruins where a brave man used to live. The man who has never submitted to anything will soon submit to the burial mat.

🤝 When a handshake goes beyond the elbow we know it has turned to another thing.

🔥 You do not put a piece of live coal into a child’s palm and ask him to carry it with care.

😨 A coward may cover the ground with his words but when the time comes to fight he runs away.

🎭 The world is like a mask dancing. If you want to see it well you do not stand in one place.

🦎 A man who brings home any-infested faggots should not complain if he is visited by lizards.

☠ The death that will kill a man begins as an appetite.


Thanks for reading!


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OF COSTLY ASSUMPTIONS AND REGRETS

The wedding was the talk of the town: one that will go down memory lane as the most elaborate and glamorous in the history of Golf town. It was the wedding of two celebrities.

Jane couldn’t be more grateful for the effort her committee -of -friends put into the successful outcome of her wedding: Tayo saw to it that every guest had more than enough to eat and drink. People still kept talking about the breath-taking wedding cake Mariam baked for her– free of charge. Sade was responsible for securing the five-star hall used for her wedding reception. Even Bola’s genius on matters of aesthetics was at its peak with the superb interior-decorating job she did on the hall. Indeed, all but one of her close friends came true for her.

Linda, her loquacious friend, was supposed to make the toast at the reception. Not oblivious of her elusive nature, Jane had made the proposition to her much earlier and Linda was more than willing to play the part. She gladly promised to make a ‘wow’ toast. But despite her initial request, Jane kept reminding Linda of her role, even two days to the d-day.

NOWHERE TO BE FOUND!

The d-day came but Linda didn’t show up for the church wedding. The plan was for Linda to make the church service and then follow the convoy of the newest couple in town to the reception. She was supposed to intimate the bride’s maid of her presence once she got to church. Her worries grew when Linda was nowhere to be found, even after the service was over. How to get a replacement for Linda became her only concern. Thank God for Segun, her husband’s best-man who saved the day. His was a job well-done for an assignment given at short notice.

A week had gone by after her wedding, yet Jane hadn’t heard from Linda. Not even a common SMS came from her end. Not even a call to explain and apologise for her unbecoming attitude. As far as Jane was concerned, whatever tie existed between her and Linda has been severed.

Although Jane often felt this prompting in her mind to check on her – just for the sake of closure – she strongly resisted the urge. “Why on earth should I call her? After all, her absence at my wedding wasn’t her first. She went ‘awol’ at Fisayo’s graduation ceremony. Even when she was supposed to supervise Temi’s birthday plan, she excused herself at the last minute…. ‘Something came up’ was all the excuse she gave. If she could behave that way in previous occasions, why should mine be an exception? Best we go our separate ways”. Those were the current of thought that battled in her mind.

It however never occurred to Jane that things may not be what she thought it was. Flashback a day before Jane’s wedding, Linda had taken – off in her car en route Jane’s wedding. She had rehearsed the brief speech she was going to give before making the toast. She couldn’t wait to get to the church and share in her friend’s joy. Mega town, where she lived, was just a three-hour drive from Golf. So she started her journey at exactly 6:00am, hoping to get to the church on or before 9:00am. Since it was still dawn, she had no issue with traffic which meant she would make prompt arrival at the church.

She had driven for the first two hours without any incidence until she got to Goza bypass. The bypass was a sharp bend that led straight to Golf highway. So sharp was this bend that, at quick intervals, many vehicles had bashed into one another, causing ghastly and sometimes fatal accidents. Careful drivers therefore decelerated before they negotiate the bend. Linda didn’t see the need to be so cautious since traffic was still at its lowest.

Little did she know that by negotiating the bend at her current speed of 110, she was running into disaster. She made a left-turn towards Golf road and changed gears. Just as she made the turning, she came in contact with terror.

The approaching lorry driver, having developed a brake fault, lost control of the wheels. The lorry swerved, went off its lane and turned towards the direction of Linda’s car. “Oh my God!” she gasped. Before she could make any attempt to dodge the lorry, it ran with full force into her car. In the split of a second, Linda was gone. It was a terrible way of dying!

Having finished her chores for the morning, Jane decided to go on Twitter to see what was trending. It was her first visit to the social media since her wedding. She scrolled through the series of posts on her wall and indulged herself by reading those that caught her fancy. Just as she was about to exit the app, a fresh tweet by her friend Fola came o . The picture attached to the tweet caught her attention immediately. It was that of her estranged friend Linda. What was more unsettling about the tweet was the bold RIP text inscribed on the picture. ‘RIP?’

Is this what I think it means or something else, she asked of no one as sudden fear gripped her. No, this can’t be real. Fola must have used the acronym to mean something else. Her heart had begun to race; her body trembling. She refused to agree with the gloomy thoughts running through her mind and decided to seek clarification.

Picking up her smartphone, she located Fola’s number and dialed it instantly. The line began to beep and after a number of beeps, Fola picked the call.

Hello Jane, whatz up…?

Hi Fola, Jane rejoined abruptly and went straight to the point. I just saw your tweet about Linda… What’s the RIP business all about?

Haven’t you heard, Fola replied after a short pause. I thought you already knew about it.

Knew what… Knew about what… What in God’s name are you talking about?

Linda is dead! Fola responded with a shaky voice. A cold shiver ran down Jane’s spine at the receipt of the news.

Dead? How?

Yes, dead. She died in a terrible accident, on her way to your wedding. How come you’re just hearing this? I couldn’t call you all this while because I didn’t know what to say to console you; knowing that she died on her way to share in your joy. Hello… hello… Are you there? She asked, noticing that she wasn’t getting further response from the other end. Fola checked her screen only to discover that the call had been terminated. She was speaking into thin air.

She died on her way to your wedding. That was the last thing she heard from Fola before the phone fell off her hand. And that statement kept resonating in her head. The wave of guilt and pain hit her as she began to weep uncontrollably. While Linda sacrificed her life on the altar of her wedding; she, due to her costly assumption, had held Linda prisoner in her heart.

MORAL OF THE STORY

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