Continued.
Although Ikem and I never spoke of what had happened that day I saw that he no longer called traditionalists heathens and when the other children came he allowed his father, a heathen to name them.
Although Ikem and I never spoke of what had happened that day I saw that he no longer called traditionalists heathens and when the other children came he allowed his father, a heathen to name them.
My Ikem no longer shielded himself with a bible each time he saw a masquerade he didn’t dance with them though but he allowed himself watch and he also allowed the children. He didn’t stop being the catechist because we still believed in the church and it’s teachings but
but we had also come to believe in other things too.
Every new year when we came together to pray my grandmother always ended our family prayers by saying
Every new year when we came together to pray my grandmother always ended our family prayers by saying
“God bless our parents and our people who had come before us”
“God bless the church”
“May the soul of Nwanyi Affa continue to rest in peace”
“God bless the church”
“May the soul of Nwanyi Affa continue to rest in peace”
And this year a new line would be added to the litany of prayers
“May the soul of our father, Ikemafuna Nwamadi rest in peace”.
“May the soul of our father, Ikemafuna Nwamadi rest in peace”.
This story is purely fictional😊
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