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(It is Sunday. Okonkwo is sitting on a bamboo chair all alone under a big tree with a big branch which provides a big shed from the scotching sun. He constantly changes his sitting position which signifies inconveniency and unsatisfaction. Suddenly, hestarts tosoliloquize. )

Okonkwo: (Stamping his feet) Sometimes, i wonder where the gods are when an innocent man like me is suffering, running up and down the town to combat the ugly spirit of infertility. l, Okonkwo born of a woman who was successfully impregnated by an able man but unable to impregnate a woman. What a Shame! (He shakes his head left and right, feeling so dejected) Is it my fault? I've married for ten years now without a child. (He stands from his sitting position, staring at the ground). My wife and l have been to different native doctors in different villages and nothing strange has been discovered in us. (He begins to walk slowly)

After how many years of marriage? Had I known that inability to bear a child after marriage is a serious challenge, especially to a man like me, I would have advised that lady not to abort the pregnancy she had for me during my youthful age. God ! NOW I'm married without a child to send on an errand. (He sits again) Nothing proves a man. worthless than not having a child. After marriage, the fruit of marriage expected http://www.naijahips.com/2017/05/story-time-pursuit-of-passion.html