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       Uchechi. Spirits in the Wind




       The story of two brothers and their lives before slave traders tore them apart. One remained in Nigeria, the other forced into slavery in America. Follow their journey Monthly [Part 4]

                                                                                             supposed to have a meeting   came to visit before going for the
                                                                                             tonight?"  I didn't hear any  festival. Nnamdi was a short,
                                                                                             response, Lota had drifted to  dark boy. Nobody was sure
                                                                                             sleep. Right from when we were  when he stopped growing but
                                                                                             little he always found it easier to  we all knew it had been a while,
                                                                                             sleep, immediately his head  Nnamdi   was   the  shortest
                                                                                             touched the pillow the spirit of  amongst the boys in the village
                                                                                             sleep carried him off, very unlike  but he made up for it in wisdom
                                                                                             me who would spend time      and trickery. He was an expert
                                                                                             drifting from one thought to  in dodging and escaping from
                                                                                             another before I finally slept.  masquerades,  he  would
                                                                                             The rain had subsided to a   fearlessly taunt them and when
                                                                                             drizzle again when I left Lota's  they chased him he would weave
                                                                                             hut and went to mine. The hut  through the air left and right,
                                                                                             was surprisingly warm and I  the masquerade's cain would
                                                                                             soon drifted to sleep too.   swing in the air right above his
                                                                                                                          head as he ducked, his speed
                                                                                             It  was  late  afternoon  the  and  size  earned  him  the
                                                                                             following day before the sun  nickname  egbe.  We  stood
                                                                                             decided to finally undress itself  outside  discussing  the  last
                                                                                             from the clouds. The rays shone  masquerade  festival  when
                                                                                             down in many beautiful orange  mama called to us
                                                                                             bursts that made the earth look
                                                                                             like a giant sunset, the earth  "won't you boys leave for the
                                                                                             looked refreshed. The soil had  festival?, it must have started by
       I walked in front of Papa with  thunder was clapping now and it  down to how he arranged his  been fed with enough moisture,  now  and  you're  still  here
       Lota by my side, we kept to  came  with  the  occasional  pillow. He lay down and rested  the muddy floor still retained  gossiping like young girls!"
       ourselves as we walked and only  lightning, when it did it made  his head on the pillow, at that  some of the rain and the cashew
       pap talked when he wanted to  our house look like it was  moment I stood up to leave.  tree in our compound shone like  "We are already leaving mama"
       direct us on which side of the  morning, I dashed inside Lota's                       a beautiful maiden who had just  I said laughing and started on
       road to follow even though we  hut, he was seated on his  "Uche, I didn't mean to call you  taken her bath. It was almost  our way out. We walked a great
       knew our way. A light drizzle  bamboo bed.               lazy, it's just that.." he said. I sat  time for us to go watch the  deal and we're almost at the
       started and chill winds blew,                            back down. That was probably  mmawu, usually Lota and I   festival location when Nnamdi
       suddenly the weather had gone  "Uche, won't you go to bed?"  as much an apology as I would  went together and it was fun  stopped to urinate in front of a
       from humid to cold, the weather  Lota said to me, he was asking a  get.               watching  the   masquerades  tree. I stopped too and found a
       was like that in our village  question but I could tell from his                      dance    and   twirl.  The   tree not too far from the one
       during the rainy season. I loved  tone that it was just a routine, he  "The  thing  is  that,"  Lota  masquerades  chased  after  Nnamdi stood by but not too
       the rainy season, the rain falling  had thoughts on his mind and I  continued, "when Azuka was  children and oftentimes adults  close  for  me  to  feel
       meant that I could stay in my  wanted to share them.     talking I couldn't help but think  too who stood by watching, the  uncomfortable. At first the urine
       hut trying to stay warm and                              about how it could be you telling  chase was the highlight of the  refused to come out and I had to
       would do so undisturbed. I liked  "I would go to bed later,  the same story. I'm not saying  festival for many people. I didn't  stay patient and squeeze, then I
       the sound of rain on the roof, I  moreover I am not feeling so  you're weak, but I couldn't push  know what happened if the  closed my eyes as it finally flew
       especially liked the smell of rain  sleepy" I said as I came to sit  the feeling away."  masquerade  ever  caught  out. The release made my body
       on sand, occasionally it gave me  beside him so we could hear                         anybody, nobody wanted to    shiver and my hairs stood. All of
       goosebumps, just like I had now.  ourselves properly under the  The silence came again, as much  know.  Rumours  said  that  a sudden I heard a rush of
                                   clattering of rain on the roof.  as what my brother said hurt me  anybody they caught would be  footsteps and a scream, my
       "Gasike, odika mmiri chori zo,                           I couldn't deny the reality. It  flogged till the person fainted, I  heart bolted and my legs did the
       walk faster, it seems it's about to  "Azuka was extremely lucky, it  could be me in one of my rests  wasn't sure of that because I had  same. I didn't stop to check for
       rain", Papa said. The wind blew  scares me to think of what  under a tree at the farm, if they  never seen it happen and frankly  Nnamdi because I could see him
       harder and I was thankful we  would have happened if that  came there was also no way I  I  didn't  want  to.  The  in front of me running too, he
       were almost home, I liked the  man didn't know his father" I  would  fight  them  off.  I  masquerades chased with long  was so fast and despite the fact
       rainy season but I didn't want to  said to Lota. I had my arms  understood why he was scared  canes and the speed with which  that I was running with all the
       catch a cold. When anyone   wrapped   around  my   chest  for me. I hated the feeling.  they chased even with the  energy I could muster I couldn't
       caught cold mama and mama   because the cold was getting to                           masquerade   regalia  always  catch up with him, meanwhile I
       nnuku  were  in  charge  of  me. There was a narrow but long  "A tunu ujo, don't be scared,"  made me marvel. Lota joined  could hear the sound of men
       administering  care.  Mama  crack on the door, too narrow to  Lota said, "We have each other,  the masquerade group this year  chasing  behind  me.  Fear
       nnuku  would  pluck  special  allow water in but wide enough  you will watch my back and I  and that meant he had to leave  enveloped  me  and  I  kept
       leaves and ask one of us to cut  for air to flow in and as it came  will watch yours. See, your  home earlier. I was excited when  running, I couldn't see Nnamdi
       the barks of some special trees  in my legs felt the cold embrace,  muscles are getting bigger" he  he joined because then I could  anymore and I felt a rush to my
       too, they were special because  like bathing with cold water on a  leaned to tap my arm. He smiled  ask him questions and get real  head, the footsteps behind me
       they always worked. Sometimes  harmattan morning.        and I smiled too, I knew we'd be  answers, but when I asked him  had suddenly stopped but I kept
       I wonder what is in them that                            okay.                        to   tell  me   about   the  running right until I tripped and
       has the power to heal a sick  Lota hissed and I turned my                             masquerades, he refused saying  fell. I turned to see what I
       person, even more so I wonder  gaze from the narrow crack on  I stared at the door again for a  that they were secrets and I'll  thought would be huge slave
       who first thought about using  the door to his face, I couldn't  while. "Tomorrow is mmawu  only learn them when I joined.  catchers who were on my heels,
       them, I assume they were    see clearly because the room  day, let me go to bed so I can                           instead I saw a masquerade and
       directed by the gods. Mama  was dark. "do you not agree?"  wake up early", I said to him,  It also meant I would have to go  a few boys singing and dancing
       nnuku would boil the leaves and                          "you and your boys would have a  alone and I didn't want to.  off in the distance. I fell back on
       tree barks for a really long time  "Why would a man be sleeping  busy day tomorrow, weren't you  Luckily,  my  friend  Nnamdi  the floor.
       and then the sick person would  at his work? Eh? Uche. Why
       be locked in a hut and made to  would Azuka go to tap wine and
       inhale the hot, peppery steam  sleep off? That's what lazy men
       from the pot. The treatment  do. You know I warn you about
       always worked, Njideka, my  lying about at the farm, that's
       cousin was sick not too long ago  the kind of thing that can
       and  Mama   nnuku  did  the  happen"
       treatment for her, in two days
       she was strong enough to join  I was quiet, the tone in his voice
       the atilogwu dancers at the  sounded off, I could sense a bit
       village tournament.         of anger and it startled me.
                                   "Lota, what are you saying", the
       The rain increased just as we got  words barely left my mouth,
       to our compound, it was as if the  when they came out I doubted
       gods knew and were watching  they would get to my brother. I
       us. We dashed across to our huts  assumed they didn't when he
       and Papa hurried to his room  turned to lie down on his bed, I
       while I went with Lota to his, I  watched him as he fluffed his
       wanted to talk with him before  feather  pillow,    his
       we both slept. I was trying to  meticulousness  and  energy
       find my way in the darkness,  displayed itself in everything,
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