
The Ayetu had the misfortune of
having always lived there, with no way to cross to the other side. Their life
was hard and difficult: they hardly had food and drink for everyone and they
lived in permanent terror of the beasts, which would regularly, come and eat
some tribe member.
Legend told that some of their
ancestors had been able to cross with just the help of a small pole, but for
many years not a single tree had grown that would be strong enough to make such
a pole, so few Ayetu believed this was possible, and they had become accustomed
and resigned to their difficult, resigned life, suffering hunger and dreaming
of not ending up as some peckish beast's dinner. But nature had it that,
precisely along the edge of the cliff separating the two sides of the island, a
skinny but strong tree grew, with which they could build two poles.
The feeling of anticipation was enormous and there was no doubt among the tribe as to whom they would choose to use the poles: the great chief and the witch doctor. But when the two of them were given their opportunity to make the jump, they felt so afraid that they didn't dared to: they thought that the pole could break, or it would not be long enough, or that something would go wrong during the jump ... and they put so much energy into these thoughts that the resulting fear caused them to give in. And when they saw that this could lead them to being teased and taunted, they decided to invent some old stories and legends about failed jumps to the other side. And they told so many of these tales and they spread so much that there was no Ayetu who did not know how reckless and foolish you would have to be to even attempt the jump
The feeling of anticipation was enormous and there was no doubt among the tribe as to whom they would choose to use the poles: the great chief and the witch doctor. But when the two of them were given their opportunity to make the jump, they felt so afraid that they didn't dared to: they thought that the pole could break, or it would not be long enough, or that something would go wrong during the jump ... and they put so much energy into these thoughts that the resulting fear caused them to give in. And when they saw that this could lead them to being teased and taunted, they decided to invent some old stories and legends about failed jumps to the other side. And they told so many of these tales and they spread so much that there was no Ayetu who did not know how reckless and foolish you would have to be to even attempt the jump
And there lay the poles, available
to anyone wanting to use them, but abandoned by all, because taking up one of these
poles had become, by dint of repetition, the most unbecoming thing an Ayetu
could do. It was a betrayal of the values of suffering and resistance which so
distinguished the tribe.
But into that tribe were born Akin
and Ewaade, a pair of young hearts truly wanting a different life and,
encouraged by the strength of their love, one day decided to take up the poles.
Nobody stopped them, but everyone did try to discourage them, trying to
convincing them of the dangers of jumping, using a thousand explanations.
"And what if what they say is
true?" thought Akin."Don’t' worry, Why do the talk so much about a
leap they've never done? I too am a bit scared, but it doesn't look so
difficult," replied Ewaade, ever determined But if it goes wrong, it would
be a terrible end," continued Akin, undecided. "Perhaps the jump will
go badly and perhaps not. But staying forever on this side of the island surely
won't work out well either. Do you know of anyone whose death did not come from
being either eaten by the wild beasts or from famine? That too is a terrible
end, although it still seems far away to us.""You're right, Ewaade.
And if we wait much longer we won't have the strength to make the leap ...
Let's do it tomorrow."
And on the next day, Akin and Ewaade
jumped to the good side of the island. When taking up the poles, taking their run
up, while feeling their desire, the fear hardly allowed them to breathe. And
while flying through the air, helpless and without support, they felt that
something surely must have gone wrong and certain death awaited them. But when
they landed on the other side of the island and happily hugged each other, they
thought the jump really hadn't been so bad after all.
And as they ran away to discover
their new life, behind them they could hear, like a whispering choir;"It
was just luck."
"Well. maybe tomorrow. "
"What a terrible jump! Had it
not been for the pole ..."
And Akin and Ewaade understood why
so few people took the leap: because on the bad side of the island you only ever
heard the resigned voices of people without dreams, people filled with fear and
despair, people who would never jump.
Copyright © 2016 by Oyelalu JoshuaLife sometimes amaze me. How we keep moving head when we can simply look back to right our wrong but life cheat with time. Just little time and we want to become everything.Don't give up now. It need a little more effort, that little my break that much through............
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