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It brings me great joy to write on this prompt because it reflects my life entirely. Growing up in another man’s land my maternal village taught me so much about culture. It contributed alot to the way i respect people's culture till date. I lived and breathed the traditions of my mother’s people to the point that I still practice and respect their culture as though it were from my father’s land.
After losing my father at a very tender age, I was raised in my mother’s hometown Ogidi, in Idemili North Local Government Area of Anambra State, Nigeria. This is where I truly came to know and understand culture. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the opportunity to grow up in my paternal home, which is why I’m more familiar with my maternal traditions. In fact, I sometimes jokingly feel like I’ve betrayed my paternal culture but i have not it's just a matter of time I will be travelling back to my father’s village.
My Experience Across Cultures
I’ve had the opportunity to live in over five different states in Nigeria, and the cultural diversity I witnessed was simply amazing. Yet, they all share a common root and meaning ;culture as the people’s way of life. I will talk about my fathers culture may be next time But today, I want to focus on the culture I know best the one I was raised in and still proudly hold onto; the culture of Ogidi people.
NWAFOR OGIDI FESTIVAL
In Ogidi, our greatest cultural event is the Nwafor Ogidi Festival, a vibrant and deeply meaningful 11day celebration held every July no fixed date for it but must be july. There is no fixed date; the official date is traditionally announced by the chief priest "Eze Mmuo"
Nwafor marks the end of the yam planting season and is a time for thanksgiving to God and the ancestors for a successful season, as well as prayers for a bountiful harvest.
From the very first day, the atmosphere shakes. The sound of drums fills the air, traditional songs echo through the town, and people gather in large numbers to witness and take part in the celebration.
A major highlight of the festival is the appearance of masquerades, known as Mmanwu. These spiritual figures dance through the streets, entertaining and connecting the people to their roots. There are also wrestling matches, cultural dances, storytelling, and beautiful displays of traditional attire. Men and women dress in colorful wrappers and native outfits, proudly representing their age grades and family lineages.
But more than anything, Nwafor is about homecoming and unity. Indigenes from all over the world return to Ogidi during this season. It’s a time of reunion, joy, and cultural pride ,one that strengthens the bonds of the community and passes heritage down to the younger generation.
If you attend Nwafor Ogidi once, believe me, something draws you back every year as if a spiritual force calls you home. I’ve never missed it until I began schooling far away. Otherwise, nothing could stop me from being there.
A SACRED CULTURE : THE PYTHON OF OGIDI
There’s another fascinating aspect of Ogidi culture that I can never forget the reverence for pythons, known locally as Eke Idemili. In Ogidi and much of Anambra State, killing a python is a taboo. It is considered sacred and treated with great respect.
These pythons are believed to be spiritual beings. In fact, they don’t bite in Ogidi. There are tales of people waking up to find a python lying beside them and still coming to no harm. When one is seen in a home, it is treated like an honored guest. If you're not a native, you're expected to call an elder to handle the situation. Under no condition should anyone harm a python.
Should someone mistakenly kill a python, the community conducts a full burial, complete with rituals, as though a human life was lost. It’s a deeply rooted cultural belief that still thrives today.
Although I admire and respect this tradition, this is one part of Ogidi culture I personally can’t embrace fully. I'm not ready to live side by side with a python in peace even though I know it doesn't harm but I'm still afraid of it till date.
REFLECTIONS ON CULTURE AND MY TAKE
To me, culture goes beyond just a people’s way of life. It is a bond of love that holds a community together. Growing up in Ogidi taught me this.i have seen how even the richest or most influential people come back home during the Nwafor festival and relate with everyone with humility and unity. No class division just one people, one heart. I must confess, I also admire my paternal culture, especially their own Yam Festival, which is celebrated every August. I don’t know much about it since I never stayed in my father’s land, but the pictures I see especially the pounded yam with palm oil, onions, and fresh pepper slices make me crave the experience. After graduation, I plan to travel to my father's village, learn more about their customs, and of course, taste that yam dish for mysel
In conclusion, my cultural journey has been shaped by love, loss, and identity. And while I may not know everything about my paternal roots, Ogidi has given me a foundation I will always cherish.
Thank you for reading. Long live the culture that makes us who we are. The second picture is mine while others are taken from Google..
