The retelling story of igodo episode 1 – 2

The Retelling story of IGODO
Chapter 1

“My son is dead. Nwa m nwoke naani anwuola- my only son is dead”, the cries of Uju, the third wife of the Igwe of Umu-Igodo pierced the day. Her co-wives were beside her, consoling her about the death of her only son.
Not long, a man was seen carrying a boy of seventeen years old in his arms going towards the direction of the Igwe’s Palace, behind him are the villagers of Umu-Igodo who troop in groups as they made their way to the Igwe’s Palace.
The people of Umu-Igodo had been known as a cursed village, they were being curse by their ancestors. Everyday that passes, a living being must sleep with the dead. The land had long forgotten the taste of joy and happiness, it was now plague with darkness and sorrows, that was what they only remembered. Everyday the villagers live in fear, they don’t know who will be the next. And so they prayed to their gods, Amadioha, but their pleads always fell on deaf ears.
Igwe Omenika of Umu-Igodo with his elders sat down to discuss about what is happening and what had befall the Igwe’s family.

“Igwe on the behalf of the elders and myself, please accept our condolence” Mazi Okeke, the Onowu said.
“My elders I thank you all”. Igwe Omenika reply soberly
“Igwe, things are getting out of hand for us in Umu-Igodo. We have to do something now”. Mazi Okoro said
“Yes I know, but who will help us to remove the curse placed upon our ancestors which is affecting us today?” The Igwe asked
Before any one would say anything, the man who was carrying the dead body of the young boy came in and drop the body at the feet of the King.
“Igwe, another one is gone Igwe. A day before yesterday it was Ugala son. Yesterday it was Izaga whose daughter died at childbirth, and today my son followed. Everyday people are dying in this village, there is no day that passes that you won’t hear a cry of a villager. Igwe we are all tried. It is either you bring back my son or you will bury both me and my son here and now”.Odum said.
“Igwe not only him will you bury, but all of us together”. A woman said and the villagers that has now gathered in the Igwe’s Palace all echoes
“Yes”.

“People of Umu-Igodo please be patient with us, we are surely going to get to the root of our predicament”. Mazi Okeke said to the villagers.
“Mazi Okeke, this is not a new song to us, we all are going to stay here till our problems is been solved”. Odum said and the villagers agreed. They all sat down on the bare ground.

The Retelling Story of IGODO
Chapter 2

Everyone was quite as Igodo finished his story.
The Igwe cleared his throat and asked “Igodo, there has to be a way you can die. Tell us, is there no other way you can be killed?”

“In all my years of living, I had given up on death”. Igodo replied.
“Igodo, there has to be a way. There has to be something that will put an end to you. I beg you, please to tell us. Umu-Igodo people are dying day by day. There has to be a way to lift up this curse”. Odum pleaded.
“My only answer to you all is, since Ikemefuna is a child of Amadioha, then only Amadioha can kill me”. Igodo explained, then he slowly stood up to his feet with the help of a guard and made his way out of the crowd.
The people of Umu-Igodo watched as Igodo left their presence and approaching his hut.

In state of confusion… they all left one after the other to their various home.
Odum has no other option than to carry up his son and left the Igwe with a message. “I will sure get to the root of this. I will bring an end to this curse placed on us by this Ikemefuna. I Odum Ahamuefula will surely remove this curse from Umu-Igodo”.
Odum then left the presence of the Igwe to bury his son.

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Odum after burying his son later that evening went straight to Igodo’s hut. He saw the old man sitting down on his old raffle mat as he was staring at the moon without interest. He greeted Igodo and sat down on the bare ground, facing Igodo.
“Wise one”, Odum began, “Please there has to be a way to stop this curse. Look around you and you will see as the people of Umu-Igodo are dying. Something in my gut tells me you alone carries the answers to our question, tell me what to do my father”. Odum said.

“Father? No one has called me that in years. My son, you are right. There is a way out, but the consequence are grave”.
“Then tell me, I am willing to risk it all and save the lives of the innocent people of Umu-Igodo. Tell my father what we must do to break the curse”.
“Like I have told you and the villagers earlier on, the only way to break this curse is to kill me”. Igodo said.
“Yes, but you told us that there is nothing that can kill you”. Odum replied.
“Indeed I said so. I will tell where you can get what you will use to kill me, but first let me tell you another story and you have to listen very carefully to what I am about to say”.
“I will my father”.

The words ‘My Father’ made a smile to grow at the old l-ips of Igodo.