WHEN UMUCHU ANCESTORS VISIT AT CHRISTMAS
WHEN UMUCHU ANCESTORS VISIT AT CHRISTMAS Every Christmas, My hometown Umuchu swiftly takes the shape of a fascinating mosaic of activities. Families forced apart by ingrained quest for survival that has scattered us all across diverse geographies often reunite in the village. Parents give their children out in marriage under the gaze of elders and keepers of the people’s mores. Illustrious sons and daughters come together to undertake development projects and often scholarship to youngsters who hold some promise. Age old disputes are resolved and the building bricks of peace are freshly laid. However, newly completed and tastily furnished homes are opened. The coronation of ozo and chieftaincy titles is given to men of calibers by the Igwe on the Ofala festival. And when you see a cloud of dust spiral upwards in the distance or hear the boom-boom of cannons, don’t panic; it is Christmas in Umuchu. I have to say this, Umuchu is the best place to be at Christmas because everyone