Indeed, if these final decades of the millennium have taught us anything, it must be that oral tradition never was the __ther_ we accused it of being; it never was the primitive, preliminary technology of communication we thought it had to be. Rather, if the whole truth is told, oral tradition stands out as the single most dominant communicative technology of our species, as both a historical fact and, in many areas still, a contemporary reality. The miracle of the flat inscribable surface and Gutenberg__ genius aside, even the electronic revolution cannot challenge the long-term preeminence of the oral tradition. ("Introduction" by John Foley)
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The life of my people is to remember forever; each head granary is full. The life of your people is to forget: your thing granaries ("museums"), and not yourselves, are full.
I wish I__ paid better attention. I didn__ yet think of time as finite. I didn__ fully appreciate the stories she told me until I became adult, and by then I had to make do with snippets pasted together, a film projected on the back of my mind.
Writing engenders in us certain attitudes toward language. It encourages us to take words for granted. Writing has enabled us to store vast quantities of words indefinitely. This is advantageous on the one hand but dangerous on the other. The result is that we have developed a kind of false security where language is concerned, and our sensitivity to language has deteriorated. And we have become in proportion insensitive to silence.
This land has brought forth numerous children, favouring both the bad and the good ones. It is not the land that is responsible for the people__ hardships, it is the people themselves. Pg.8
...when an old person dies, a whole library disappears.
These were our bedtime stories. Tales that haunted our parents and made them laugh at the same time. We never understood them until we were fully grown and they became our sole inheritance.
Dry your tears, woman, the boy will be found. Nobody can do him anything_ Gradually, the tears began to dry from Etusi__ eyes, thanks to Okokpujie__ words, a mighty force that swung the entire village to action. Pg.38