๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ BY K.K. BONTEH
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It was a day like no other in the village of Bafut. The sun hung lazily in the sky, and the villagers, adorned in their finest attire, had gathered in great anticipation for the inauguration of their new bridgeโa symbol of progress, unity, and hope. The excitement was palpable. This was no ordinary event; this bridge would connect the villagers to neighboring towns, transforming the way they lived and interacted with the rest of the world.
Standing proudly on the banks of the river beside the bridge was the ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ซ (๐.๐.), a tall man with a commanding presence. Beside him stood a podium, and on it lay a speech, prepared by none other than his ever-diligent secretary. The D.O. adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and began reading the title aloud.
โ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ง ๐๐ฒโฆโ he paused, glancing at the first line of the speech. Before he could continue, a sudden gust of wind swept across the river. It was so powerful that it rattled the nearby trees and sent ripples across the water, as if nature itself was trying to prevent the speech from being delivered.
โโฆ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ซ ๐จ๐โฆโ he continued, unfazed by the wind, believing it to be a mere distraction. However, the wind grew stronger, and the D.O. had to hold the speech tightly with both hands, the paper flapping dangerously. He gripped it harder, oblivious to the brewing storm around him. As he read on, โโฆ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ง,โ the wind howled, swirling in erratic circles like an invisible hand determined to seize the speech.
By the time he had reached the salutations, the wind had become almost violent. The D.O. struggled to maintain control over the sheet of paper. It was as if the speech had gained a life of its own, tugging back and forth. The D.O. paused briefly and adjusted his position, but before he could say a word, the speech tore itself from his hands like an unruly child escaping its parentโs grasp. The wind, now seemingly possessing a mind of its own, lifted the speech into the air. It twirled and twisted, performing an aerial dance in front of a stunned crowd.
The D.O., his eyes widening, reached out to catch the paper, but it was too late. With a swift gust, the wind hurled the speech under the bridge, where it was swallowed by the fast-moving river below. The crowd watched in stunned silence as the waves grabbed it like a boat caught in a storm, carrying it away as if it had never existed.
The Divisional Officer stood there, his arms still extended in a futile attempt to retrieve the speech. He looked out at the river, his face a mixture of confusion and disbelief. Finally, after a long pause, he turned back to the crowd and, with an awkward grin, declared, โ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐, ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐!โ
The crowd, utterly bewildered but eager to embrace the moment, erupted into thunderous applause, clapping with a mixture of confusion and amusement. It was a moment of pure comedy, where the absurdity of the situation was as symbolic as the very bridge they had gathered to celebrate.
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This story humorously critiques the often ritualistic and scripted nature of political events, particularly inaugurations, where speeches are often carefully crafted and recited by officials who may not have any personal connection to the words they utter. The situation pokes fun at the idea that the speech was written not by the D.O. himself but by his secretary, highlighting the disconnect between the person delivering the speech and the words being spoken.
Moreover, the windโs interference with the speech can be seen as a metaphor for the unpredictable forces of nature and life that no one, not even the most carefully prepared official, can control. It subtly critiques the lack of authenticity and spontaneity in official functions, pointing out the absurdity of relying on pre-written words that may never even make it to the audience. The ironic twist of the D.O. inaugurating the bridge without the speech emphasizes the point that sometimes, the symbolic act of progress can be more important than the formalities that surround it.
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๐.๐. (reading the speech with confidence): โA speech written byโฆโ
(The wind begins to blow)
๐.๐. (slightly distracted but continuing): โโฆthe Divisional Officer ofโฆโ
(The wind intensifies, rustling the paper)
๐.๐. (struggling but continuing): โโฆthe Republic of Cameroonโฆโ
(The wind howls loudly, the paper starts to flutter violently)
D.O. (struggling to hold the paper): โโฆdistinguished guests, fellow citizensโโ
(The speech is suddenly ripped from his hands, twirling in the air)
๐.๐. (reaching out, his voice rising in panic): โNo, no, no!โ
(With a final gust, the speech is blown under the bridge, disappearing into the river)
๐.๐. (silence for a moment, then he clears his throat, smiling awkwardly): โWell, now that my speech is under the bridge, I hereby inaugurate the bridge!โ
(The crowd erupts in thunderous applause, some confused, some amused, but all entertained.)
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The D.O.โs attempt to read a formal speech, written by someone else, is thwarted by nature itself. The speech is swept away by the wind, and with no other option, the D.O. delivers the inauguration in a completely unscripted and unexpected manner. The story ends on a note of irony, where a moment meant to be marked by formal rhetoric is instead defined by the chaos of the environment, turning the event into a memorable and humorous spectacle.
(Excerpt from:๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ซ๐: ๐๐๐จ๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ง๐ช๐๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฆ: ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐จ๐ ๐ข๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐ก ๐ง๐ช๐ข ๐๐๐ก๐๐จ๐๐๐๐ฆ
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1๏ธโฃ What do you think the wind symbolizes in this story? How does it disrupt the D.O.โs plans?
2๏ธโฃHow does the D.O.โs reaction to the loss of his speech highlight the gap between political formality and the realities of life?
3๏ธโฃWhy do you think the author chose to have the D.O. deliver the inauguration without his speech? What message does this send about the importance of symbolism versus bureaucracy?
4๏ธโฃ How does the reaction of the crowd reflect the way people often react to unexpected situations in official events?
5๏ธโฃWhat role does humor play in the story? How does it help in addressing the theme of the absurdity of formalities in political life?
6๏ธโฃ If you were a member of the crowd, how would you have reacted to the D.O.โs statement, and what would you have taken away from the event?
7๏ธโฃIn what ways does this story reflect common experiences in African political life, particularly during public ceremonies and speeches?
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