By Prince-Solomon Okorie

In an event that looks more like empowerment Program than conventional birthday organized by Chief Chinedu Kingsley Okorie (aka Chief Okpata Ozua Oha 1 of Okposi) in honor of his mother’s lavished 80th birthday. According to him, he describes parental care as reciprocal obligation, “parents go through a lot of difficulties especially mothers, just to train and provide for their children” and my beloved mother here is example of such virtuous and caring mother, she means everything to me, most times, husbands do not know the extra struggles the women went through for the survival of their children especially when they go out of money, at that point when husbands went out of cash, out of business or out of jobs, their wives become the surviving pillars of their homes, they can sell their jewelries, clothes, borrow or even hawk anything in the name of business just to support their husbands In providing care to her children”.

“My mother raised us well; then she was selling groundnuts. I used to assist her to hawk the nuts. Even with that small groundnut business, she likes giving arms to people in need. That is how I learnt and developed love for giving. She was the one who taught me to give to people that I am better off than. I describe parental care as obligatory and reciprocal. My mother took care of me and all my siblings until we grew up. Now that she is old, the responsibility fallss on us,her children, to reciprocate that love and care she earlier provided us with. She is at the receiving end right now. You see, there is is no care given to my mother that will be sufficient considering her sacrifices to sustain the family until we come of age.”

“Some people said that I lavished her with gifts simply because I bought a Jeep, a big bed, assorted clothes, jewellery, food stuff, and a house for her, and everything money can buy, and I told them that even all these are not enough to compare her love and care for me until I grow up. However, it’s my calling. I did the same for people who are not even close to me. How much more, my mom.”
“After now,, I will take you to where I’m currently building a shoppingng complex for the indigent the less privileged,, and widows; the building is at the completiontion stage. When I finish with the shops,, I will stick the shops with a varietyety of goods before handing them over to the prospective beneficiaries to manage;; from that point, the shop becomes their own. If I didn’t do it like that, I wouldd feel that I’m creating another problem for them, the problem of raising money to start the business on their own; that’s what some people usually do in the name of empowerment,, and that will keep the shops empty for years; that will not serve the purpose for which I built the shops. Behind the shopping complex is a widow’sw’s lodge, where I’m building 4 bedroom bungalows for widowsthat are are als at the roofing stage. For over 3 years now I have been embarking on youthempowerment programs. Just in November 2024, about two months ago, I distributed tricycles, shuttle buses, tricycle pickups, and motorcycles to the youths in my community.. If I can do this for people I don’t even know, will it not be ridiculous that I am doing all these for people without taking care of my mother?” He asked.
“The significance of this celebration in Okposi culture. Some people like to lavish money to bury their dead loved ones, but in reality those people may have died out of lack, frustration, and endless suffering, but when the person dies, that is when they will remember to build a good old house for their parents or renovate the old one, painting a false picture as if they truly care, but if they had given their parents half of the oney they lavished, their parents would have still been alive or at least enjoyed the fruit of their labour before they will eventually die. But my case is different; somebody that is just returning from the city stopped over thinking that we are doing burial when he saw the crowd that attended the event, and he said to me, Chief, you are giving your mother a dignified burial, and I said, God forbid, can’t you read what was written on the banner to see that it is her birthday? Though it is called burying someone while he or she is still alive in my tradition, I prefer to give it to my mother while she is still alive.”
















