dailyprompt-2099 – the untold Realities

Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?

The rain elapsed, followed by a slight sunshine. Having been home all day due to the reduction in job demand by the company I currently work for, I was among those laid off till further notice. Cold and jittery, my mind took the greater part of me. It has been raining all through this month, to the surprise of everyone. Where does the hall of mountain sunshine seem to be suddenly becoming a cold water forest? Maybe it’s climate change. Madrid, the center of Europe, has monotonous weather.

What again is this topic about? * Which animal would I compare myself to and why?

I quickly stepped outside the gate to grace the noon sun, which pelted my spirit and soul and had me in the same position with my body fighting over the best position, which was most enjoyable. Putting my face up directly to the rays of sunlight, eyes closed, wishing that I could be made to lie down in my position for a long period of time, though I was only in front of my house building, resting partially on a parked vehicle. Many passersby understood the importance of the sun to me, judging by their looks towards me, of which I paid no attention. Suddenly there was a bird noise, which reminded me of a particular bird back then in my hometown, usually heard early afternoon and evening, a unique one though. However, that is not the type of animal I am or like to be compared with, but I love its gentle and peaceful nature.

Irrespective of your kind,no animal survives alone.

Even as the memories of hunting them for food in the past resonated in my mind, something I frown at currently because I believe that every animal has the right to life. There sit two birds of the same feather, like the usual words (they flock together), but something stood out that had me in awe, even to the point of taking my mind away from these golden rays of sunshine. I looked furiously towards the birds sitting on telephone cables; it appeared that they were young couples or friends of opposite sexes. It was my first time seeing such intimacy between such animals, even in humans. At first they spoke to each other in their language, then kissed passionately. I became confused because I never believed my eyes. Then they mated, after which they caressed each other by picking each other’s feathers, even to the extent of laying their heads on each other. I froze at my position, not realizing how long I had been gazing at these wonderful birds. Maybe the universe was talking to me indirectly about how life, courtship, friendship, and marriage should be, or maybe I am lost in my own thoughts. I quickly ran inside, having enjoyed the sun and the birds’ companionship…

As humans, we are nothing less than a different animal, but whichever you choose to be, or compared with! Let it be with love, openness, and tolerance for one another; For irrespective of your kinds, no animal survives alone.

What major historical events do you remember?

The Masqurade Dance

I recall being enthralled, as were everyone else, but especially my age-mates, when I returned from school on holidays and saw that my community had organised such an event. For centuries, people have celebrated the historical event known as the okorosha dance. It has a history and tradition that predates Igbo history. As my father says.

I was twenty-five years old, and I’ve never seen our community engage in or perform this custom. When I enquired as to why, I was informed that it was postponed for decades because of misunderstandings that plagued the community.

I recall playing with sheep masks that had been carved when I was kid. I was familiar with the mask since we frequently travel to nearby communities that engage in masquerade dancing, particularly during holidays.

We used to parade the entire community and nearby villages as children, dressed in masqurade costumes, carrying drums and other instruments as we moved from one compound to another, performing and showcasing our songs and dance abilities.searching for tips, Sometimes we returned with large sums of money, which we divided among ourselves.

Nevertheless, there hasn’t been an official Okorosha dance performed in the community before.

Since the masquerade dance was long awaited and such an event drew the community together, it was like a wildfire when word got out about the community agreement to host it.

I was in my prime as a teenager and had just been accepted into university.

As tradition requires; Two masquerades from each of the villages that comprise our community will perform in the village square

Villagers and nearby relatives flocked to the square on that auspicious day to watch the reenactment of history,. having stood patiently as other towns’ dancers performed. The crowd cheered as the masqurade from my village appeared on stage and began dancing joyfully to the beat of the drums. Even though I didn’t have a costume, I was so excited that I raced into the square and danced along. In exhilaration, I gave the artists all of the money I had in my pocket while dancing to my heart’s content. After the Dance

I then made the decision to return home. However, when I got home, my parents and older siblings had already heard about my extravagant dance and were waiting for me to come back. My older brother challenged me at home about the money I was given to keep, which I couldn’t explain because I had dispersed it while enthralled with the ancient masquerade dance. An historical event I will always remember