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Part of A Forsaken History: The Igbo Custom of Ori Na Ndu Ceremony/Rite. By Ben Onyekelu Olisa

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Every race has its culture, which should be remembered, practiced and also stand in as law if they are not in conflict with natural justice, equity and good conscience. Vide Evidence Act (2011) Section 18 (3). Custom means the established or common usage of a particular people. Vide Prof. Osita Nnamani Ogbu, 2013. It has also been defined per Ndoma-Egba, J.C. A in Aku v. Ahaneku as: "The unrecorded tradition and history of the people which has grown with the growth of the people to stability and become an intrinsic part of their culture" In the light of the forgoing, Ori Na Ndu is an Igbo Custom which has grown with the growth of the people. I was working on a research topic I intend to publish in a magazine and needed many facts to achieve some targets. It's on women in precolonial Nigeria: Igbo and Hausa case study.  It could intrigue the reader to know that oral history lives with elderly people. I got much from my grandmother, who although in her late 7...

Something Breaks The Man In Us.

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Credit: Joshua Miels One is always at liberty, even without much consternation to disagree with some truth. But I have come to realize it; the frailty of human nature is highly inseparable from the truth about Male also. When I was younger, like Ten years ago, my father always urged me not to cry when something happened to me. On a day that I gave in to sickness and was taken to a local medicine house to be healed of Ntutu. (Ntutu is a spiritual pin perceived evil men send into someone's body. While it rusted, the person heads close to the grave). The humble medicine man made use of method that is uncommon and unfathomed; he used teeth in removing the spiritual pin. He would murmur and apply some cream on the skin of his patients and used teeth to bit the hell out of the persons. Mostly, women cried more than men that day. The lady before me cried uncontrollably, and I was forced to look pity on her. My father, a handsome young man, drew me closer in-between his thighs an...