rotflmao
You really went out of your way to get the meaning?
Umunna=Kinsmen
Umunna di= still same/Kinsmen

yes o

na learn we still dey learn

Umunna has other meanings too, i know kinsman is one of em.

Wey d torey na . . . Which kain tin be diz?

I'm sure u still want me to approve dat ur publishing contract. Continue d torey na b4 ur suspect becomes d accused.

tee hee haa.

i still be human being na

Please i am not a tribalist , but you are and we all know that.

Umunna di = kinsmen ehh Ify? Umunna is kinsmen without "di" but we have Umunwunye di (wives)

who is We??

Go figure.

who get ur tym sef??

My daughter of course, she has plenty time for me.

abeg continue with ur story and don't derail the thread

lol

u eh.

@gamine
u no well so u no fit call me if i no call u na wa o
and y u no tell me wen i dey jist bout d guy wey 1 b model,u no serious anyhow sha how body,
ma money go land dis week so i go get ur tym well,takecare n hurry ur lazzzy butt wit chap 2

Jas,

Which moni wan land.

abeg no forget my syd ooh

i hope say u no go use am buy poisonfood chop oooh.LOL

romeo:

Please i am not a tribalist , but you are and we all know that.

Umunna di = kinsmen ehh Ify? Umunna is kinsmen without "di" but we have Umunwunye di (wives)

Romy abi?i felt it was not correct too
so whats "ununna di"
@Gamine,which ones come bi all dis?wetin concern the story of Ikenga with money,phone and models?

Who is this one kissing sef

@Ify, LOL

dont mind my naughty friend tryin to derail me.

Meanwhile one the book, its comin soon

Continued

As I entered the house, He said to me Go into the kitchen and touch nothing, so abruptly that my whole body system shut down for a full second. When I recovered, I entered the kitchen. It was lit by candle light, Oh my Lord! I thought, No power, How the heck am I to survive here. I looked about the kitchen, it was the barest room I’d ever seen, with a couple of plates and tins in one corner, a big wash bowl and a stove, there was also a big blue barrel at another corner. I held my backpack in one arm and a great wave of regret washed over me. I don’t know what he went to do, but he rejoined me in the kitchen after a few minutes.

Are you strong? He asked, glancing at about the level of my knee as he sat down at a very rickety make-shift dining table. You can eat that food right there. I felt a ripple of disgust allover me, I told him I thought it was his own supper.
Oh he said, I can do fine without it. I will just take my gin. It helps my cough. I looked at the “food” which I figured was rice and some sort of reddish brown sauce. I shook my head, I would rather drink water and sleep, given that he even has a clean glass of water. I saw him down a full cup of “gin” then he said, Lets see the letter. I told him the letter was for Chief Obidike, not him.

And who do you think I am? He said, his eyes threatening to pop out. Give me Ikenna’s Letter!

You know my father’s name?!! I said,

It would be strange if I didn’t, he retorted, he is my brother, the same mother, the same father. And whether you don’t like me or my house, I am your blood uncle, Chima, my man and you are my nephew. So give us the letter and fill your stomach.

Aah my stomach was completely filled, almost bursting at the seams, I had, had enough of this man and everything, now only for him to be my Uncle! If I had been some years younger, what with shame, weariness and disappointment, I believe I had burst into tears. Since I could find no words, neither black nor white, I handed him the letter and sat down, my eyes eyeing the rice meal and decided on it, with so little appetite, my taste buds could as well have been malfunctioning.

Meanwhile my uncle stooping over his drink, turned the letter over and over in his hands.
Do you know what is inside he asked?
You have seen it for yourself sir, I replied, the seal wasn’t broken.
Yes, he said, but what brought you here
To give the letter, I said
No he said cunningly, you must have had some hopes, no doubt?
I guess sir, I was told my relatives were very wealth, and I had the hope that they might help me in life, but im not a beggar and im not looking for favors and I want none that isn’t given freely. I have some money of my own; I have friends who are ready to help me because I still need to go to the university.

He looked at me and gave a small nod, the cap on his head bobbing left-right. If you are thirsty he said, you will find water in that barrel behind the door.

To this I said nothing, standing stiffly on my two feet and looking down upon my uncle with a very heavy angry heart, while he on his part continued to nurse his “gin” like a man under some pressure of time, and to throw out little glances at my sneakers and now at my jeans and watch. Only once, when he ventured to look higher, our eyes met and no thief taken with a hand in a man’s pocket could have shown a better sign of distress. This really got me thinking, whether his timidity came from the fact of being so alone and whether perhaps , he may change into any person altogether, a Hyde and Jkyll type behavior. Weird man! From this muse I was awakened by his sharp grating voice.

Your Father has been dead, how long?
Three weeks, sir, I replied

He was so secretive, Ikenna, such a tight mouthed man. He continued, He never said much when we were kids and im sure he never spoke about me?

I never knew sir, until you told me, that my dad had a brother.

Chineke! Sam exclaimed nor of the Chukwudis?
Not so much sir, I said

To think of this! He exclaimed a strange man that Ikenna.

For all this, he seemed singularly satisfied, but whether with himself or me or with my fathers behavior was more than I could tell. He surely seemed to be outgrowing that distaste that he had conceived when he first saw me, because he jumped up, came across the kitchen and hit me with a smack on the shoulder, We will agree well! He cried im glad I let you in! Now come to your bed.

To my surprise, he did not light any candle or carry the one in the kitchen, but went through the dark passage, groping his way, breathing deeply up a flight of stairs and paused before a door which he unlocked , I was close behind him, having stumbled after him as best as I could hurling my backpack along, he told me that was my room, I begged him for a candle

No he said, the moon is full and bright.

Whether there’s a moon or star,Sir, I complained, its pitch black and I cannot see the bed.

I don’t agree with lights in the house, I don’t want any fires. Goodnight Chima, my man.

And before i had time to add a further protest, he pulled the door and I heard him lock me from the outside.
I did not know whether to laugh or cry. The room felt colder than Alaska in winter and the bed when I had found my way to it, was as damp as a sponge in the atlantic, but I was happy I had in my backpack some light blanket, I rolled my self in that, lay down on the floor near the bed, with my backpack as a pillow. i fell asleep quickly.


Jas, i hope you wont cut my head off now

Gamine this your story is intriguingly intresting
when wud we see the end of it sef?this your delay tactics is worst than Yara-dulls own.

LOL, yara-dulls

Please bear with me ooh, i still dey write

I must admit, Gamine, you pack quite a punch! Nice. Let it rip!

Watch out for part 2.

Gamine
Be focused gurl,na abandoned projects kill Abacha

:p LOL, im on it as i speak type.

Cont,



With the first rays of sun. I opened my eyes, to find myself in a very big room, furnished with fine embroidered furniture and light filtered in by three big windows. Ten years or more ago, so I thought, it must have been a very nice room to lie down or awake in, as one would wish, but damp dirt, disuse and the rats and spiders had done their worst since then. Many of the window panes were broken and indeed this was such a common feature in the house, that I believe my uncle must have sometime, withstood some war from his neighbours, with Ada Odimegwu as the general.


Meanwhile the sun was shining outside, and being very cold in that miserable room, I knocked and shouted till my jailer came and let me out. He took me to the back of the house, where a well was, im sure though id never seen it before, he told me to draw water and wash my face there, if I wanted and still in shock I made do. I found my way back to the kitchen where he had lit the stove and was making “pap” the table had two bowls on it, with spoons and gin. When we were done eating, at this point I could eat a horse, I just had to take what I got. He started his usually meandering with his eyes, From time to time they fell on me, one of such moments he shot out one of his questions, Once it was

“and your mother?”
And when I told him she was dead too, “aah, fine woman” he said then after another long pause he asked,

where are these you friends sef?”
I told him about Mr Eddy, I spoke about my family friends in Lagos, The Okes.

He looked at me again, then he shook his head, Family is always better, my man, im going to do the best for you, where do you young boys go nowadays. I realy didnt want to appear helpless, but I told him I would be grateful for his help. Now I felt like I had the upperhand in this conversation and I started to speak about my room, Sir, I need to air the bed, bedclothes….

Is this my house or yours? he asked in his grating voice, while my mouth hung open ,
he suddenly broke off, No no, I didn’t mean that, Whats mine is yours, Chima my man. Blood is thicker than water and theres nobody but you and me, then he rambled on about the Chukwudi family greatness and all. At this time I remembered the woman/witch Ada and I told him what she said,

Chineke! He cried, I will have her roasted on coal before im done with her, A witch—a proclaimed witch!

He then stood up and left the kitchen. I put my head in my hands, What sort of thing is this, im almost going bananas here, I have to go out, I thought somewhere, anywhere. Just then I heard a tapping on wood. I turned around to see him dressed up , in his cap, a white long shirt and a cloth about his lower half

Im going out,he said I cannot leave you in the house all by yourself, I will have to lock you out
My anger escalated, If you lock me out I said, it will be the last friendly face you see.

He turned pale, almost white for he was light in complexion, This is not the way, he said shaking his head, this is not the way to win my favor , Chima.

Sir, I began, I have respect for your age and the fact that we are related, but I do not value your favour, even at a Naira’s worth.
I was brought up to have a good esteem of myself and if you were all the uncle and all the family I had in the world, I wouldn’t buy your Liking at such prices.

He walked away from me towards one window and turned
Well, I will not go then

Uncle Sam, I can make nothing out of this ,I said you act like im a thief, you hate to have me in this house, you let me see it, every word, and every minute, its not possible that you can like me, and as for me ive spoken to u like no one else, why do you want to help me, let me go back to lagos or even back to the states, let me go back to the friends I know, people that actually like me!!!

No, he said earnestly, Blood is thicker than water , I like you well enough Chima, for the honor of this house , I wouldn’t let you go. Stay here for a while.

I thought about the whole thing, I felt I was strong enough to brave anything, my parents had brought me up as a child who lacked nothing yet unspoilt.
Well sir, I will stay for a bit, its better my own blood would help than strangers, and if we don’t agree I will do my best, and it wont be my fault.


End of Chap 2

hmmmn

what?
just chapter 2?
be faster jare,am running out of patience

u tried i wont eat u,l let u be lazy for today but by tomorrow u'd better have posted chap3, ,
aite,

Mehn!!

i started writing this because i was bored

now that i don get work to do, eh e dey hard me small oo

but for you guys

i will continue!

chei

no give up now
and don't start making the story boring so that we will stop pestering u

pele. . .

get up dat ur fat bombom and get to work

Fat?

Fat ke?


Gamine and Fat no dey enter the same sentence xcept there is a negative dia


Anyway, im seriously on it

just keep watching this space

thanks!

Gamine:

Mehn!!

i started writing this because i was bored

now that i don get work to do, eh e dey hard me small oo

but for you guys

i will continue!

lol
me sef i started reading to cure my boredom
now that am getting really intrested, you must finish it eeee
Next time,you don't start something just cos you are bored.

ye!!!