Everything Chiamaka Writes

I just finished reading THINGS FALL APART again. I first read it when I must have been 8 or there about. One thing that always struck me in that novel, was the story of Ikemefuna I have mourned the poor inexistent boy all my life What makes me cry for him Is the fact that it was Okonkwo who killed him Every year I read that story, I would think it would change I wanted it to stop at the point where an elder struck Ikemefuna I did not want him to scream. ‘father they have killed me’ I did not want Okonkwo to strike him down, because of some stupid fear of being thought weak. And the most annoying fact of all, is that all my life I have loved Okonkwo and Ikemefuna Despite all he did, I still find myself having sympathy for Okonkwo Though when I watched the film on NTA, I hated Pete Edochie. But Chinua Achebe just makes me so helplessly love Okonkwo. I think Achebe did very well with things fall apart I like to imagine that the book was inspired by W.B.YEATS Or was it just the caption Tur...

mak-d-star ( f ) Posts: 19 Offline The Scent Of Lov He handed her a pin, a crooked pin, with the round white head of super-glue pins. Pin your shirt’ he said kindly. His voice was soft and deep, and down in his eyes was care, as if he was ready to do anything to make her smile. She refused to look at him, to be seduced by his sweetness. She looked at every other thing in the room but him. Whenever her eyes met his, she looked away, at the medium sized cloth wardrobe, whose doors were a mirror. On the mirror, she saw herself. Her white shirt which had been all neat and ironed when she arrived was now a rumpled mess, her hair lay across her face, stuck with sweat, and her eyes were blood shot red. She found it humiliating. Her image on the mirror. Yet she could not look elsewhere. Please pin your shirt’ he said gently again, coming closer to her, starting to pull her shirt firmly together. His hand against her body was hot and scary. She pushed his hands awa...