I think I will buy one of these too!
I will name my slime Okonkwo!
Okonkwo was the name of my fictional father.
Okonkwo was one of the slimiest people I have ever met!
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Now, let me tell you a little bit about my dad Okonkwo.
There are some things about him that were cool.
He was a really great wrestler for example! Okonkwo was a wealthy and respected warrior of the Umuofia clan, a lower Nigerian tribe that is part of a consortium of nine connected villages, including Okonkwo’s village, Iguedo. In his youth, he brought honor to his village by beating Amalinze the Cat in a wrestling contest. Until his match with Okonkwo, the Cat had been undefeated for seven years.
Now, you may ask, why would I name my slime after him?
Well, there were some things that were not cool about my dad—the slimy things.
My dad had three wives—that alone was not a big deal in our culture.
But, I feel he did not honor my mom when he married a younger one when she saw him wrestle Amalinze the Cat. My mom was not the favorite. In fact he never even called her by her name!
Okonkwo is terrified of looking weak like his father, my grandfather Unoka. As a result, he behaves rashly, bringing a great deal of trouble and sorrow upon himself and his family. He shot a gun at my stepmother for example—luckily he missed!
Everyone in our village was angry with him during the Week of Peace when he beat my other stepmother—and all she did was go get her hair done for heaven’s sake!
But the biggest thing he did was when he was responsible for killing my friend. I won’t go into the details as it really really bugs me. He even thought of this young man as a son! Now that is slimy!
Now, then you may ask, why should you feed this little slimy Okonkwo if he is so slimy?
He did do a few nice things.
The thing that tops my list is the way he treated my stepsister Ezinma when she was sick.
Ezinma was always his favorite. I do not mind this so much. I am not the jealous type. My dad, Okonkwo, wishes that Ezinma were a boy because she would have been the perfect son. Well, anyway Ezinma was always getting really sick. Once, Chielo, the priestess of the goddess Agbala, came to take her away. We did not know whether she was taking her away for healing or to die or what. My dad followed her in secret (he was not supposed to do this) to make sure she was safe. He loved her so much. For a man’s man, there were times when he could be really tender and caring, especially when it came to her.
So, even though my dad Okonkwo could be slimy sometimes, my little slime is not he!
Please feed my slime, Okonkwo!Thank you!
heart Story adapted from Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart 
