A Bad Wrestling Day with Rain

Rain cook a lot of disappointment in everything concerning life sustainability. It's only aquatic animals loves staying inside water or under the rain. Humans are not aquatic animals and can't survive living under the rain. Humans only values rain for its important for human environment survival. Everything we humans do are mostly backed by rain or water. Without rain, they'll be no food for human to survive.

I'm among those girls who loves culture. I love how simple and lovely my culture is and I'll do everything possible to keep promoting it. For now, Afikpo North culture which is my culture has several cultures to promote life of people in a year. From January to December of every year, we have more than eigth culture to show to the world. There are usually shown according to traditional calendar, some are in dry season, rainy season, yam season, Christmas period, and first January. Each of the culture has different meaning there represent according to our traditional calendar.

Today is Eke market day, what we have as a culture is wrestling. In every wrestling day of my culture, I don't usually spend much time from sewing/tailoring work. I make sure I put everything I'm supposed to do for work and at home in place. As time for today's wrestling emerged, I rushed myself to the village square where my people used to wrestle between men and men.

As I was at village wrestling square Afikpo, everywhere was silent as men and women were still in their homes and some at their working places. All my hope was to enjoy today's wrestling as it was marked other region will be wrestling my region today.

Waiting for people to come out for today's wrestling, a heavy rain came raining from nowhere. It changed weather to cold one as village wrestling square became more dried. Under normal circumstances many men prefer wrestling under the rain but today's own was differently.

Not quite long as the rain reduced, children who just returned from school went to Obu and brought out wrestling drums and was drumming them to see if people will eventually fall out.

As children were drumming wrestling drums, mature men who I'm waiting to watch them wrestling were nowhere to be seen. Not quite long under the dropping rain, children began to wrestle themselves. I was entertained and lost to ragrate living my working place to watch traditional wrestling of my people.

I love my culture.