Synapsis of Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe Essays

Things Fall Apart (Ch.7, Ikemefuna) For three years I lived with Okonkwo and his family. By now the elders seemed to have forgotten about me being their sacrifice, which is a relief to me. As the years go by I have grown rapidly like a yam. I even became close with Nwoye. He is like a younger brother to me. We no longer have to watch the mothers cook; we now sit in Okonkwo’s obi or watch him tap the palm tree to get the day’s wine. I have come to see how happy Okonkwo was of his son, Nwoye, because he has know become a true man from what he has learned from me. I have come to learn that Okonkwo, like any other father, wants his son to become prosperous to feed his ancestors after he has died. Nwoye knew that it was his right to be a man†¦show more content†¦As we reached the outskirts of Umuofia a silence fell upon the men. As we walked, the path became narrow. I heard a man say that there was a long way to go, then someone went in front of me to set a fast pace. Okonkwo was behind me, which made me feel better. Even though he was not my real father, he was still a better father than my real one. As we were walking many questions went through my head. Would I recognize my sister? Would they all remember me? I even thought about how everyone would weep for joy. Suddenly, I thought my mother would be dead. I shook my head to get that thought out. I started to remember a song I heard: â€Å"Eze elina, elina! Sala Eze ilikwa ya Ikwaba akwa ogholi Ebe Danda nechi eze Ebe Uzuzu nete egwu Sala.† If the song ended on my left foot my mother was dead, and if it was the right she was alive. It did stop on my right foot, she was alive. I didn’t realize that I had stopped until the man behind me told me to go on and not look back; this sent chills throughout my body. I also realized that Okonkwo had moved to the back, which was a concern to me. The man who had cleared his throat raised his machete and Okonkwo looked away. The man slashed me and I dropped the pot of wine. I ran towards Okonkwo yelling, â€Å"My father, they have killed me!† Then he struck me down with his machete. My own father has killed me. I feel so betrayed as if my heart has been ripped out of my