One day in the past when Okonkwo's dad is still alive, a neighbor came to visit him...
Unoka, liked music but hate wars and blood. He owed a lot of money.
Okoye, a rich neighbor who had lots of yams and three wives.
They are terrible.
No I hate wars. I can't bear the sight of blood. What about music? I play flute as you saw. I can now hear the music in my ears!
I have kola for you.
Oh, good. I play the ogene. But I spend more time on my large barn of yams and my wives. I'm taking the Idemili title (the third highest in the land), too.
Good...
Chatting...
How about the impending war in the village of Mbaino.
Thank you. What's new about the drowning yams?
Hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahaha...
KOLA
Amazed and speechless
Hem...Thanks for the kola. You may have heard of the title I intend to say...Please return the two hundred cowries you borrowed from me more than two year ago.
Look at those lines of chalk...You see, I owe that man a thousand cowries. But he has not come to wake me up in the morning for it. I shall pay you, but not today. I shall pay my big depts first.
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I'm not like him, my father. I am already a very successful man who won fame and wealth.
When Unoka died, he had taken no title at all and he was heavily in dept. But Okonkwo is not ashamed of him. A man was judged according to his worth and not according to the worth of his father.
Okonkwo!One of the greatest man!
Unlike my father, I am good at war. I have already won people's respect and had wives and children. I am a wealthy farmer, too.
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