Enoch kills egwugwu...The egwugwu destroy the Christian church. The Christian men and the men of Umuofia met peacefully, yet full of anger and frustration. During this meeting, the men of both sides had a heated discussion of what they thought should be done. The Christians wanted to impose and enforce a fine and jail time. The clan wanted all the Christians and their intrusions to be removed. Both sides argued all night without comprimise.

Throughout the next three days, the men continued their talks. In frustration hat no resolution was to come from the meetings, a mystery person took it upon themselves to alleviate the problems. When all awoke on what was to be the 4th day of discussion, they found that all the Christian churches, schools, and so forth had been destroyed during the night while everyone was asleep. The buildings had fallen to the ground. The Christian men and the men of Umuofia were in shock.

They went out to figure out what happened to the buildings together. After looking over several buildings, they concluded the termits had caused the buildings' damage. The men of Umuofia believed that the earth goddess was not happy with the structures and id herself of them. The Christian men believed the their god did not need them in Umuofia anymore, and was telling them to leave. Both sets of men agreed that the Christians would be leaving because a higher power was tekking them so.

The white men had gone, and those of the clan who had converted were gone as well. The clan was at the beginning of peace with itself. Okonkwo was, yet again, a proud and important man in Umuofia. Many weeks passed. Many months passed. The yam season came and went. The presence of the white men had gone.

Okonkwo sat down to eat the meals his wives prepared for him. After he finished, Okonkwo asked Ezinma to walk with him. Ezinma agreed happily, and the walked. Okonkwo asked her if she rembered of the time when she was young, and buried her iyi-uwa. He told her of how he did women's work, and held her in his arms. Ezinma remembered some of the time, and thanked him for all he did. She then grew very silent.

Okonkwo asked her what was wrong. After a long pause and deep sign, Ezinma told Okonkwo that she loved him very much, and wanted to do all for him. Then she asked him if he remembered the time when the white men were in Umuofia. Of course, okonkwo said yes, and then asked why she was bringing up the low times of the clan.

Ezinma then confessed that she released the termites on the Christian buildings when he first returned after exile. When Okonkwo asked her why she did such a thing, she replied that she knew that something had to be done, but she did not want any blood to be shed from ither side. Okonkwo said nothing. They walked back to the hut. Okonkwo kissed Ezinma on the forehead before entering the hut.

Night came, and all were asleep. That is, except fopr Okonkwo. He could not sleep. HE did not understand hw his daughter, a woman, could have done so much for Umuofia. He lay awake with confusion. After some time passed, Okonkwo could only think of one thing that settled his heart. He told himself that Ezinma understood things. Her soul and spirirt were that of a great man from an earlier time in Umuofia. He loved Ezinma very much, but was troubled with her actions to prevent war.

Her avoidance of blood reminded him of his father, Unoka. The one man he was so ashamed of had come to life in Ezinma. Okonkwo lay awake for some time pondering how and why the gods had let this come about. He questioned his beliefs all night unitl he closed his eyes to sleep.

The darkness of night used to be impenetrable. now the darkness was filled with the shrill of questions without answers. A shrill of madness that only Okonkwo was tortured by night after night with no way to escape.

Blog #3

I was indifferent about the exercise in class. It was a new technique to discusssing readings, but it didn't draw me into the discussion any more than other methods. I think this is partly due to the material we are reading. There is not a lot of depth to the stories, so it is hard to engage the mind in discussions. We were limited to simple plot clarifications.

Blog #2

While reading "Sonny's Blues" I experienced many reactions to the author's writing. His choice of words created a vivid picture in my mind. The scene in the night club stands out to me. I can see a visual of the whole scene. The author did an excellent job in his descriptive words.

The second book in Sharon Draper's trilogy, Forged By Fire, was written in a very different style than Tears of a Tiger. I like how it captured how awful abuses and lifestyles are lived and perceived by the everyday people that live and die through them. From the outside, we cannot often understand how people tolerate and accept such lifestyles that society sees as unbearable. This novel depicts how and why these kinds of fanilies still exist. It shows that there are not only people who get swallowed up in the life, but very srong people are created in the life.

Banned Books - I enjoyed the banned books unit a lot, but I don't think we got to spend much time on them. I got the chance to learn about the book Always Running by Louis Rodriguez. I like how we were able to read a more contemporary novel. Although the other groups presented on the novels they read, I don't think that I got much of anything from their presentations.

By the time I got to the end of the novel, I could already predict that Andy was going to kill himself. I was hoping that there would be some sort of plot twist, but I was disappointed. It is like the story is real because it happens in our society. Personally, it was land for a fiction book. It seemed like there was no climax or pivotal point in the storyline. I thought the ending was bland.

Tears of a Tiger - Now not that I am this almighty book critic, but I have to say that this novel does not keep my attention. The opening of the noevl is innovative, an dreally caught my eye, but the more I get through the novel, the less interested I am in reading it. It seems like there is nothing to it. There is a mere storyline with no depth. Yes, the topic appels to the emotional side of death, but goes no further. There is nothing in the novel that makes me think beyond the basic story. I am failing to see the importance of this novel.

It's funny how you think something can be as strong as a tiger. Love is one of those things. It is raw, wild, and seen as a rare thing of beauty. To someone on the outside, when they look at love they see something in awe. This immaculate side of the tiger in love is what gets all the glory. It is what is put on display. It is what everyone wants, and wants to have in their own lives. But we rarely see the other side of love. Like a tiger, love is not indestructable. Love hurts just like a tiger hurts. When love disapates, those tears flow just the same as when a tiger gets wounded. If the tears are flowing for wounds, then what happens when the tiger of love dies?