Memoir

Our culture our beloved Umuofia, has fallen. Unravelled like the cultural loin cloth that our people have abandoned for the white man's pants.  Umuofia has been my home for years, I was born and brought up in such a rich cultural environment untouched by white civilization. I have a great appreciation for my fellow Igbo and the fall of my cultural heritage is a pain I do not think I can endure. To say the white man's tool of oppression is the only reason we have fallen would be a lie. Our culture should have evolved, our traditions should have evolved. Okonkwo's banishment for a mistake, mutilating twins, and the death of Ikemefuna should all have been avoided. Our culture should have become stronger, as it is the survival of the fittest in a world with no mercy. Not only should our culture have evolved but our own people should have stayed dedicated to their roots. My own friend Okonkwo has lost his son to the white ashy buttocks and changed his name to Isaac.  Our culture was enriched by our traditions and cutting connection it results in a loss of cultural identity. Umuofia will fall because we are not strong enough to fight what is coming.There is no peace ahead. This path will not end without war.What is coming is bigger than any one of us and to survive it we need to unite and resist. but since our people refuse to do so.. Things will inevitably fall apart.



Our culture our beloved Umuofia, has fallen. Unravelled like the cultural loin cloth that our people have abandoned for the white man's pants.  Umuofia has been my home for years, I was born and brought up in such a rich cultural environment untouched by white civilization. I have a great appreciation for my fellow Igbo and the fall of my cultural heritage is a pain I do not think I can