I got back from school one day and the first thing I searched for was my ‘Concubine’. When I couldn’t find it after approximately ten minutes, I freaked.
“Have you seen the concubine?” I asked my sister, frantically looking around the little room we shared.
“Which one? The same book you’ve read to shreds?” she asked, incredulous.
You see, I came across The Concubine in Secondary School and until I graduated, I couldn’t control the desire to read the book over and over again.
What trilled me about it was the sweet love that blossomed between Ihuoma and Ekwueme. I wasn’t always thrilled though, because at some point I hated Ihuoma. Ekwueme was my dream man, I mean the dude was handsome, well built and a hunter (that means unlimited supply of protein).
I also hated her because she wasted him. Seriously, who would’ve have known that she was some sea goddess from some other life (that part was a shocker!).
I remember asking my sister when I read that part “Is she a witch?” I was that scared for my Ekwueme.
However, all grown up now, I see that love should be all giving and that was what Ekwueme did. He paid the ultimate price, whether that was a wise decision is a story for another day.
Elechi Amadi outdid himself with this book. It showcased the practical part of African romance, culture and the sense of community. I totally love it.
Remi Oyeyemi, Lagos.