Things Fall Apart- Chinua Achebe

 

 

“The drums were still beating, persistent and unchanging. Their sound was no longer a separate thing from the living village. It was like the pulsation of its heart. It throbbed in the air, in the sunshine, and even in the trees, and filled the village with excitement.”– Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart

This is a book of many contrasts; colonialism and traditional culture, animism and Christianity, the masculine and the feminine, and the ignorant and the aware (although who is who depends on who’s speaking).

Okonkwo is one of the most intriguing characters in African fiction. He epitomizes so much I dislike; he’s abusive, misogynist, has very little patience or tolerance for the weak, and is perhaps he’s even over-ambitious. Despite all his faults, it’s impossible not to pity him a little because, after all, the life he knows, the life of his ancestors, is being taken from him quite cruelly by the British settlers.

This book really takes the reader into the Igbo culture. Achebe shows the traditional culture very well, a culture which is rife with superstition but rich in context. I loved the inclusion of the African proverbs and  folk tales, and  the details of the Igbo clan system. Achebe also shows how  tightknit precolonial African culture was and how, despite not having the so-called civilized institutions, things went pretty smoothly because of the community spirit and also the societal rules. The importance of ancestors in society is a part of this:

“The land of the living was not far removed from the domain of the ancestors. There was coming and going between them.”

 Achebe managed to inject some humour into such bleak subject matter, although I think this feat is quite common among African writers:

” You grew your ears for decoration, not for hearing.”

What I found difficult to come to terms with, as an African Christian myself, is the horrific way Christianity was introduced to the African continent.  However, despite the lack of respect the colonialists showed to the people, it’s hard to deny that there were some aspects of African tradition that were outdated and people had the option of leaving such tradition behind, especially if it was harmful. For example, in this book the outcasts and the parents of twin babies (who had to kill their babies to prevent evil from entering the village) obviously found it easier to abandon tradition.

I think this book was the first one that made me realize the terrible impact of colonialism. I’ve always been curious about how Chinese women with bound feet must have felt after that fashion was seen as barbaric and unfashionable, and in the same vein I’ve also wondered about how those in African cultures who had lots of power and were accorded lots of respect might have felt when new values undermined everything they had worked towards.

This book reminds me a lot of Ngugi wa Thiong’o’s “The River Between” which focuses on similar subject matter, albeit on the other side of the continent (Kenya). I would highly recommend both of them.

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Side note:  As I’m currently taking a class on intercultural competence, I have been dwelling on the importance of understanding and respect.The chief in “Things Fall Apart” sums things up pretty well when he says, regarding the white man’s understanding of the land, “How can he (understand) when he does not even speak our tongue? But he says that our customs are bad, and our own brothers who have taken up his religion also say that our customs are bad.”

How different would my life have been had I grown up in that precolonial era of Africa, following the animist faith of my ancestors? I know I definitely wouldn’t have had this much freedom. It makes me realize how clinging to tradition isn’t always helpful and can impede growth.

 I learned last year that Achebe borrowed the title of his book from W.B. Yeats’ poem “The Second Coming.”

The Second Coming- W.B. Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

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11 thoughts on “Things Fall Apart- Chinua Achebe

    1. Thanks Samadrita:) The misogyny is something I get angrier at every time I read it. I’m not 100% sure why Achebe made Okonkwo so extreme in his misogyny but I think it might have been a way for him to illustrate the patriarchal aspect of traditional African culture.

      1. Yes you are right there. Achebe was just portraying African culture just the way it was in an effort to dispel wrong notions held previously by Europeans. But somehow I find Achebe much more exuberant and expressive in his essays.

  1. Great review! Thanks for raising interesting questions about (abandoning) traditions and (adopting) new or even foreign ways. I’m suggesting this book to my African Book Club!

  2. This is a brilliant review of such an important book. I love how Achebe proudly recreates the history and social structure of Igbo culture before the colonial/missionary onslaught began. I actually appreciated his inclusion of less favourable subject matter such as misogyny as it offers a truer reflection of reality. Lets face it, set in the 1890’s, misogyny was rife in every culture, including British. The point I take from it is that their culture wasn’t given the opportunity to evolve naturally overtime, as all cultures do, and slowly do away with more contentious issues and traditions, instead it was ripped from them. Achebe doesn’t idealise the traditions of his Igbo forefathers and in doing so highlights all the good that they also lost in the process of being ‘civilised’ by foreign invading powers.

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