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A REFLECTION ON OMOJUWURA'S "SEVEN MONTHS IN HELL"

"That women are regarded as weaker vessels does not make them objects of abuse, it indicates that, they need more care and love"
Omojuwura

I will define domestic violence as the force unleashed by one against the other in the home in other to kill or hurt him or her. Domestic violence is one major theme of Omojuwura's 'Seven Months in Hell'. A'ponle who defiles the warning of her family and friends to marry Adegbenro comes to the reality that she has married her monster, a man who subjects her to domestic violence and the humiliation of his family.
Domestic violence causes negative changes on the victim and it most times cut across every area of their lives. Physically a woman that is subjected to violence may get hurt, become disabled, have miscarriage or die. A'ponle experiences this, she loses her two unborn children to heavy punches from the husband within seven months.

"He pounced on her and gave her beating of her life. There after, A'ponle noticed the flow of blood. She had a miscarriage of her first child.''. Pg.18
"The beating continued until she loss another unborn child to painful punches one early morning. She almost died." Pg. 18

Emotionally domestic violence can make woman unhappy, bitter and aggressive.

"Just seven months, her life had become miserable. She dwelt in hell, to her, the husband she married was the real devil, no one could convince her against that and she was the tormented." " Her joy was taken from her" Pg18 and 19

When she is pushed to the wall she turns back to defend her life. This happens to Adegbenro, the husband of A'ponle, one morning when he wants to beat her, she runs to the back of the door that leads to the backyard and gets a pestle she uses to pound yam, with the aim of hitting it on Adegbenro's head, if he dares come near her to beat her. If he has not run for his life by walking out hurriedly, she may have ended up killing him. We hear the news of such reaction from wives to their husbands from time to time, some of these one might had been pushed to the wall by domestic violence and they reacted back negatively. They do unimaginable things possibly to get rid their husbands who have become much of a beast threating their existence so they could to get peace.
A woman subjected to domestic violence can be psychologically disturbed. She may begin to see herself below others, evaluating herself as of less value(low self esteem). She may begin to experience depression and anxiety. She becomes fearful not knowing what she may get next from her abuser. A'ponle got to this point when she thinks through her life, all the warning given to her, her stand to marry the one she loved and the hell she get herself into. All she can do is to cry. Sometimes, crying is a symbol of hopelessness. Psychologically she has been won.

"She cried her not taken to warning. After she had cried alone and got tired of crying..." pg 19

Domestic violence can limit or kill the cearer or vision of a woman. A'ponle's husband allows her to go to her shade when he wills. He stops her from attending to royals and nobles as she does before.

"She rarely went to work those days, her husband decided whether she would go or not. And who is she to neglect his command?" Pg 22

Her vocation which was thriving before marriage begin to suffer greatly. Apart from the husbands instructions she has to follow, the violence at home drains her spirit, it hinders her from attending to customers as before.


Irrational decisions. Domestic violence had made many women to take unreasonable decisions. Some committed suicide, some had returned the heat on the husband, many of them had done something at one time or the other that is unreasonable. A'ponle takes her decision to escape the hell roasting her undry when she can no longer bear it. She decides to run for her life. The land no longer look like the place to be, she needs her life. She decided to go to a far land not minding what can happen to her on the way. All she want was to escape. Though she informed the elder brother but her fate where she going to she did not know.

" I have taken my decision brother. I can't cope with this any more. I have decided to go on a journey to a far land, beyond the search of Adegbenro and his family. I need my life to be happy, through these seven months, I cannot recall a time I had truly laughed. No happiness, no joy. I got what I didn't expect." Pg 20

Assuming she takes her decision to kill her self, that would have been her end.
Domestic violence also have side effects on the Children. In the case of A'ponle, it is her pregnancies. In some homes, violence unleashed against the mother had released the children to life of fear, it had made them join bad gang, and exposed to vice filled life. It has cut the dream of many children. It is indeed a thing not to entertain in our homes.

SAY NO TO DOMESTIC VIOLENCE.

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'Seven Months in Hell' by Omojuwura, is the story of a young diligent lady, A'ponle, who defiles all warning to marry the one she claims to love. She gets into marriage and gets subjected to violence that make her lose her unborn children, make her unhappy and hinders the progress of her work. When she can no longer bear it, she takes a firm decision to save her life.

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BOOK TITLE : IJADOLA AND IKEOLA
TAGS: love, conflict


Many a times we keep to conflict we do not know the source and it ends up costing us much more than we ever thought. The family of Ogedengbe and Oladiwura keep to the rift of ages. They renew it with quarrel and continuous shed of blood until the heads of the two families lost their beloved children in a way. The conflict ends but can it revive a soul?
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BOOK TITLE : SEVEN MONTHS IN HELL

TAGS: Domestic violence, love and marriage

So many a times, young ladies see the flash of red light, warning them not to go into marriage with the man they claim to love but they ignore. Most of these young ladies end up in a ditch that had maim some, cover the destiny of some or even led some to their early grave. The news of wives been battered is always on air yet they never take their time to think twice.
The same is the story of A'ponle, a young beautiful and intelligent lady who defiles all warning to marry her love Adegbenro, a young ill moulded man. Reality unveil it self to her after wedding. He reveals himself as the monster to dread by subjecting her to violence and humiliation. It was to A'ponle a life in hell.
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Little did I know then, that life is not all smooth, the valley and mountian top make the journey of life thick. The plain roads, the pot hole roads, make part of life. So one must build up his or her spirit strong instead of making it weak by condemnation. I did not know this, I treated me harshly. Oh poor self then! I was too harsh then that I almost quench the fire of me.

I had times I failed in one work, project and few other things, instead of learning from them and moving on, I spoke harshly to myself, calling myself names, condemning me with hurting statement. This at a time made my confidence in myself recessed, this made me lose hope on what I was doing, left the project and moved to other things. I later got to know, that many succesful men had moment of failures, it didn't kill their spirit, rather they learnt from it and moved on to embraced mother success.
I had times when I made mistakes. The words that 'No one is above mistake' never appealed to me. All I did then was to pour on myself words of abuse like 'I know you will make mistake, you never do anything right, keep on making mistakes and we shall see where you will end' with my mouth of depressedy self, and it was as if, I could not get anything good yet, I have other areas I had succeeded. One should be very careful, mistakes can be costly, but it is still sometimes made. When it happens forgive yourself first. Don't break your spirit.Then make a review on all that had happened and launch again. Never allow any mistakes to stop you.
One of such incident that would have sunk my life forever was a break up with my boyfriend. He said he doesn't want me any more, that he was done. This opened all lose against me as I spoke to myself like nothing 'You see your life, you have also failed as well here, can you be good at anything? What a stupid girl you are? Relationship of years, you lost to your carelessness" It was a rough time as I did not have inner strength to help myself, you know, I was always condemning, abusing myself. I didn't take time to think where I got it wrong, to think if it were all about me or him. I just cannot think until I sought healing. I needed to heal for the loss of him was what I allowed to crash me.
In a bid to get healed because I needed myself and I got to realise that, I had hurt, broken myself with my being too harsh. It had really affected me, I have burnt my confidence, covered myself worth and maimed my capacity by my thoughts. Do I appease me or appeal me? Where do I start? I began to help myself to heal, with the help of my counselor. He made me realise that, I have got a self, which must not be treated as a junk lest it is destroyed. He took me through series of classes, where I came to realise that, I have treated me the wrong way. I came to know that failure is not a neccesity of life, it is a waster of time but if one fails, one should forgive oneself, learn from the failure, learn more, and apply what one had learnt to move on. So also mistake, mistake can be costly but is is not enough to damage one's dream; that would be the highest level of mistake and reacting that way to my break up had almost paused my life. I almost made me invalid with my thought of myself, it incapacitated me but I got up. I latter found out that the breakup was not all about me but him. He got himself entangled with another and felt I should go for him to have the freedom that came with been a cheat with a bigger girl.

I became strict on what I do but not harsh as hurting myself. I tried to be focused and descipline and when shit happen, I tried to stand above it, instead of condemning me, I ask questions. 'What must have gone wrong? Where did I get it wrong?' making a critical review, I am able to get where I had gone wrong, fix the mistake and launch again with stronger and surer force. I now lived better, I am more focused and happy. I believe, better is better, so if I am at my best in anything, I still try to do better.It's been a better journey than those days of hurt and maim.

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Friends, I tell you,
There are many friends but there are few friends you can call your own.
Let me proof this with points

A point,
Those who praise you always, making you feel you have no guile, making you feel you are an angel, dropped from heaven.
Are not your friend, they are the enemies you chose to walk with.
They are happily digging a early grave for you.
I tell you as a true friend, you can not always be right.
It is not all you do that warrant praises, sometimes, you need frank rebuke.
Choose friend among friends.
One that tell you the truth and help you to get better.

Another point,
Friends that see you, hail you, praise you, come around you, when things are very rossy. When things take a shift, they also make a shift, are not your friends. They are minus to you.
They are those who work with you not for you but for their life benefits.
Choose friend among friends, choose one who stands with you in storm and in peace. Who help you find ways, when you lost in the wilderness. They have good minds and do not want you for what you have. They are friends in court.

Another point,
Friends that condemn you at slightest mistake, mock your failure, clown your disappointment, gossip your weakness and even grieve your success, are not your friend. They are foes masquerading as friends, they will bring you woes
Chose friend among friends,
That help you rise when you fall, give hope when despair cloud you, help strengthen your weakness, rejoice at your success. The friend that reduce your self worth, belittle your self image is not worth you.
Choose out of many

Another point
Friends that wish your goodness, blessing, beauty, success and more were theirs are not your friends. They are envious, they grieve in their closet when they hear of your good news.
What are you still doing with such. If he cannot joy for you when you succeed, he is not your friend. Choose those who love your success and celebrate it in truth.

Another
Friends that can do anything to get what they want.
Separate from them quick, before they hurt you for their pleasure. They are not reliable, they are friends weak in heart, they don't mind hurting you to get some cash, they don't mind betraying you to get a connection. Desperate friends are vulnerable, they can harbour evil for you.

Many many many among friends but the good thing is, you have the self right to make your choice
Choose your friend
Choose a friend that is going on same path with you.
Choose a friend that adds to your life
Choose friend that will help build you
Choose a friend that will help make you and not mar you.
Choose a friend that rebuke you when you go wrong and celebrate your success.
Choose a friend whose influence on you is positive.
A friend that stick close than brother.
Choose your friend wisely
Don't rush into friendship with any
Take time to know who he or she is before you celebrating him or her as your friend.
Choose your friend.

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Long time ago, there lived a man known as the rainmaker. He had the power to make rainfall and to hold rain from falling. He used his power as he liked, he at many times made rain to fall on the day of celebration of others, especially on the wedding day of their children. This made many to fear what he could do, they take gifts to him just to have their days a dry day. Those who would not worship, had rain drenched their days, making them unhappy. Time moved on and he announced that his daughter wanted to get married. He was happy as he had the confidence that no rain would drop on that day, many believed him, thinking he had held the rain. Suddenly in the morning of day of celebration, it began to rain heavily, no one could go out of the house talk less of drum for the day. The husband family from the next village could not come. The rain stopped them. He became worried. When he tried to make use of his charm, a loud thunder warned him. He felt so bad that tears dropped of his face, the day of his joy could not hold because of the rain. The rain stopped in at night when nothing could be done again. From that day he made up his mind to do away with rain charm. He did and told the while village. They rejoiced, people had their day celebrated with joy, so also him.

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Bro. Alex is of the Living Fountain Assembly. He is a devote member, very dedicated to God in serving. Alex found out that he wasn't enjoying prosperity as it is said of givers, "Give, it shall be giving unto you, good measure shaking together and running over..."

He knew he was a giver and he needs to enjoy the blessing so he went for counselling.

Bro Alex
Sir, despite all my service and giving by His grace. My financial life is not Buoyant. I pay my tithe and as the Lord said, he will open the window of heaven upon me and pour out a blessing. He said I should give and I will receive.

Pastor
What you are experiencing is not supposed to be(he bursted into tongues)
(The word of knowledge comes)
Bro Alex tell me, how do you give to God

Bro Alex
I give my offering, I pay my tithe, I give to the work of God.

The pastor wondered why things should be like that for him. Then the Holy Ghost revealed to him, that bro James do not give his best.

Pastor
The lord bless you Bro Alex. The lord revealed to me that, you do not give your best, you give seed that is not worthy the blessing of God in your life. You pay 5percent tithe of your blessings. You grudgingly give to the work of God and if you give it our much complain and talk.
(Bro Alex became weak)
Tell me the truth

Bro Alex
Sometimes pastor (He said with cheating laughter)

Pastor
You can't sow a bad seed and expect the best. You have gotten what you sow. If you want to change what you receive, then change what you give. You give half tithe, you expect full ble4ssings. You give weak offering(torn money) and you are expecting strong blessing. It can't be. You give grudgingly and and you want God to give richly. No. Change the way you give and see the blessing of god descend on you. Your weak offering is what is bring about weak harvest.

He came to realization that, the quality of your offering determined quality of harvest. He changed for the best and his results also change.

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