It was the summer
of 2008 in South Africa our first child had just started play school. Barely a
year and half, she was learning to make simple sentences. Initially, we thought
that the funny sounding words she sometimes spoke were attempts
at speaking Igbo. We eventually figured out that she was speaking bits of
several South African languages...but not Igbo.
assumed that since we spoke Igbo at home that our children would naturally pick
it up. This was not the case. In direct contrast, our Swiss friend whose son
was about the same age with our daughter spoke some German along with a mix of
other languages. We noticed that this lady always spoke German to her son
regardless of where they were. This revelation led us on an ‘Igborization’
campaign! It was simple: speak Igbo to our child and in no time she would be
able to respond in Igbo.HA! That turned out to be easier said than done.
Posted by Chineme Ozumba. Posted In : True Life
Posted by Chineme. Posted In : True Life
Long long time ago in the land east of the turbulent meeting
point of two great rivers, there lived a prince. He was a man of many parts, a
skilled sportsman, an enthralling orator, and music maker. When he sang,
warriors were brought to tears but above all things he loved knowledge. One day
he said to his wife, “we will arise and go to a land, far far away from here
that I may satisfy my thirst for knowledge.” And so they arose. As they journeyed,
Anyi a gawa (we are going), ...
Posted by Chineme. Posted In : epic style
English folk tales usually
start with ‘Once upon a time…’ In Igbo the introduction to our folk tales with it
goes beyond an opening phrase to a call and response, sing song chant between
the story teller and the audience. It goes like this
Story teller: O nwelu akuko m ga akolu unu
Audience: Kolu anyi
ga ege nti, nulu ife I na-ekwu
Ma o di mma, Ma o di njo
E E E
Story teller: O nwelu
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Posted by Chineme. Posted In : Events
When I was a teenager, my family took a
road trip to Jos, the capital of Plateau state in Nigeria. It was all exotic and fun, having lived all
my life in Igbo land. The changing scenery, weather, dressing, and language of
the people we saw, all attested to the fact that we were a long way from home.
However one of the most striking events for me was visiting a research institute
where my father had worked as a research officer.
On entering the institute, an elderly Hausa
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