'' Since you were kids, have you wanted for anything?'' he asked us.
'' No sir,'' we chorused.
Confused, I turned to my siblings and matched their bewildered shrugs.
Papa said nothing for a while. He stabbed the floor tile twice with his staff, before looking up.
'' I asked a question.''
''No idea sir,'' I answered on behalf of my siblings.
The silence was deafening as we waited for him to tell us the reason for his summon. Papa who rarely commented on the family whatsapp group had dropped 'My time is near and I need you all at the Otuobi
Of course, the mention of death was enough to drag us down to Otuobi estate. He had given us a week's notice to plan and come down from our different locations.
As he sank and adjusted himself on his cushion, I watched him closely. He looked tired... and I have never seen him tired.
'Papa, do you need water?'
'I should be asking you that question,' he retorted with his eyes still closed. 'Your throat sounds
Obodozie began to laugh like a hyena. It was exceptionally funny to him but not to me. Reason? Papa only cracked a joke when he was very nervous. And he was not always nervous.
''So none of you have ever wondered the reason behind our success?'
Truth be told, especially in my teens, I had idly wondered if dad
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Obodozie chuckled and said, 'I thought it was because we were exceptionally happy for the death and resurrection of Jesus.'
Papa had sniggered and called him a fool. We all chuckled
Papa had let out a heavy sigh and stroked his staff as if to comfort himself.
''What we always celebrate in this home, every April is called Ikpo Aku. Gathering of wealth. It's a celebration that our
It was at that point that I realised how much I wanted to remain in ignorance. I didn't want to know more and I'm sure
Papa squinted his eyes as if to see Afam clearly.
'' Church man. English man. Yes. If that's
When he got no response from Afam, he continued.
'' Look, I know you don't mind the eating and drinking
Seeing our sceptic looks, he added, 'blood of a pregnant female cow. That's all'.
One could hear the sigh of relief from each of us.
'' Papa, I'm afraid I cannot be part of this. I believe in hardwork and I believe it is what kept the Otuobis where they are. As a Christian and servant of the lion of Judah, I... '
Papa bursted out into laughter. Afam looked like he ate lemons.
'' Afam,'' he said when he caught his breath, '' noro odu. Sit this one out. Dozie here is the head after I'm gone,'' he pointed at me.
'' I only called all of you here
He turned to my sisters.
'' Ihuoma. Ihunaya. You are also covered by Ikpo aku. Any child with Otuobi blood is covered by ite ego.'' He lifted his
Ihuoma's lips thinned but papa took no notice of her irritation.
'' Did I give him one Naira? But look at him now.''
He glanced around the room.
'' Keep this tradition alive. It doesn't demand much.''
In the 38 years of my life,
From the corner of my eye, I saw my siblings sit up straight. Apparently, they cared to know if poverty was a one less cow blood away from them.
After we had buried Papa, as we walked down to his library in silence, Afam quietly asked ''Will you do it?''
I was silent for some seconds before I answered ''I don't know.''
I saw them look at each other and I saw something on their face. Fear.