Everything was falling apart; it was because our own people,
our weaknesses, and Umuofia would never be the same again. At first, I thought
that the missionary and Christianities were coming in peace, having good
intention to explore the land and provide education to our people. However,
everything was exposed when the second missionary, Mr. Smith, replaced Mr.
Brown. The true intention was shown that they wanted to conquer our land, and
oppress our people. They urged us to convert to their religion, obey to their
god, and go to their church. It was our people’s weakness and fault that couldn’t
see their true intention behind their peace and smiley face. Our people,
converted people especially Enoch, were the one who destroy our tradition and
religion. He dared to expose our Egwugwu whom he used to consider be his divine
ancestors. Our divine spirit had gone; there would be horrible incident in our
clan and our village. And there was; Okonkwo, my true friend and respected
warrior of our clan, had let our people to disaster. He burnt their church,
creating tension between two religious, or probably war. We, people of Umuofia,
had done the same deed; our people would never live peacefully. Our god was
oppressed, our clan would break soon. And it was, even the best warrior, Okonkwo,
of our clan killed himself. He used to have a lot of prestige pride, but he
killed everything in just one deed. He used to lead, protect our clan. When he
killed himself, it seems that our clan would fall apart. Everyone was not as
strong as him to dare with the strangers.
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