Okonkwo was in his family house. His siblings and his mother were wishing him the best of luck. His father wasn’t in sight, and Okonkwo didn’t mind at all. Thirty minutes were remaining, Okonkwo was practicing for the fight and his family was cheering on and had his support no matter what. As Okonkwo was getting ready to leave for the fight, Unoka appeared, drunk. Unoka was celebrating with his neighbors, who he now owes, about the fight between Okonkwo and Amalinze the Cat. Okonkwo was now furious, the only thing that he wanted was the support of his family, especially his dad. Okonkwo might have shown his aggressive side but he knows that deep down, he knows that his father was a good person before. Years ago, when Okonkwo was a young child, his mom told him of the life his father had before. She told him that Unoka does have addictions till’ this dat, however, when he was younger he was a very humble person. Unoka loved to play the flute all day and all night. He would go around town and play the beautiful sound of the flute and teach people how to play the lovely melodies he would always play around his village. Unoka loved the good hire and the good fellowship and would just help others. However, that was years ago, when he was young, Unoka now as a grown-up, was a failure at
Okonkwo was in his family house. His siblings and his mother were wishing him the best of luck. His father wasn’t in sight, and Okonkwo didn’t mind at all. Thirty minutes were remaining, Okonkwo was practicing for the fight and his family was cheering on and had his support no matter what. As Okonkwo was getting ready to leave for the fight, Unoka appeared, drunk. Unoka was celebrating with his neighbors, who he now owes, about the fight between Okonkwo and Amalinze the Cat. Okonkwo was now furious, the only thing that he wanted was the support of his family, especially his dad. Okonkwo might have shown his aggressive side but he knows that deep down, he knows that his father was a good person before. Years ago, when Okonkwo was a young child, his mom told him of the life his father had before. She told him that Unoka does have addictions till’ this dat, however, when he was younger he was a very humble person. Unoka loved to play the flute all day and all night. He would go around town and play the beautiful sound of the flute and teach people how to play the lovely melodies he would always play around his village. Unoka loved the good hire and the good fellowship and would just help others. However, that was years ago, when he was young, Unoka now as a grown-up, was a failure at