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If Anybody Call My Mother A Prostitute, I Will Fight That Person To Gate Of Hell By Emeka Ugwuonye

New York[RR] Enugwu–Republic Reporters is in possession of a communication by Emeka Ugwuonye in response to alleged claim that Emeka’s sister Ifesinachi Ugwuonye called their mother, a ‘prostitute”. Emeka Ugwuonye responding to certain Nwoye’s mail said: “Our mother gave birth to us. She breast-fed us. She spoon-fed us. She wiped our yash when there were […]

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New York[RR] Enugwu–Republic Reporters is in possession of a communication by Emeka Ugwuonye in response to alleged claim that Emeka’s sister Ifesinachi Ugwuonye called their mother, a ‘prostitute”.

Emeka Ugwuonye responding to certain Nwoye’s mail said: “Our mother gave birth to us. She breast-fed us. She spoon-fed us. She wiped our yash when there were no dippers. She monitored our fevers and body temperatures, when there were no thermometers. She stayed many nights because we were sick as children. She cared for us in every which way. She took each of us by hand to school the first day we started school. She would come to speak with the teachers to make sure we were doing well at school. She al
Our mother gave birth to us. She breast-fed us. She spoon-fed us. She wiped our yash when there were no dippers. She monitored our fevers and body temperatures, when there were no thermometers. She stayed many nights because we were sick as children. She cared for us in every which way. She took each of us by hand to school the first day we started school. She would come to speak with the teachers to make sure we were doing well at school. She always encouraged me to be the best student in the class, which made it possible for me to end up at Harvard Law School, and for Ifey to go to secondary school. When we participated in sports, our mother would leave everything else and come to the school fence to cheer for us as we ran on the tracks. I would never forget those days, when during school sports, our mother would be the only parent on the sideline cheering me as I practiced with the with the kids. She did it not just for me, but she did it for every of us, including Ifey.

He furiously added: “With little education for herself, our mother understood the need to send us to school, and she did so with the very little money she could find. That is how our family became the second family in Umumba Ndiuno to produce a lawyer and the second family in Umumba Nidiuno to produce a medical doctor. And that is how we became the only family in Umumba Ndiuno where all the 7 children are graduates – engineers, doctors, lawyers, scientists, business-management graduates. Without our mother, we would have died before we were 7 years old. Indeed, without our mother, Ifesinachi would have died before she was 3 because she was so sickly.

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May God bless you for your kind words of wisdom. I do not have an issue with my sister personally. I just happened to be the head and spokesman of a family that has been let down by its only daughter. We are distraught by Ifesinachi’s abuse of our mother. We feel wounded deeply by her extreme behaviour .

Our mother gave birth to us. She breast-fed us. She spoon-fed us. She wiped our yash when there were no dippers. She monitored our fevers and body temperatures, when there were no thermometers. She stayed many nights because we were sick as children. She cared for us in every which way. She took each of us by hand to school the first day we started school. She would come to speak with the teachers to make sure we were doing well at school. She always encouraged me to be the best student in the class, which made it possible for me to end up at Harvard Law School, and for Ifey to go to secondary school. When we participated in sports, our mother would leave everything else and come to the school fence to cheer for us as we ran on the tracks. I would never forget those days, when during school sports, our mother would be the only parent on the sideline cheering me as I practiced with the with the kids. She did it not just for me, but she did it for every of us, including Ifey.

With little education for herself, our mother understood the need to send us to school, and she did so with the very little money she could find. That is how our family became the second family in Umumba Ndiuno to produce a lawyer and the second family in Umumba Nidiuno to produce a medical doctor. And that is how we became the only family in Umumba Ndiuno where all the 7 children are graduates – engineers, doctors, lawyers, scientists, business-management graduates. Without our mother, we would have died before we were 7 years old. Indeed, without our mother, Ifesinachi would have died before she was 3 because she was so sickly.

Now, the silly Eze-Sunny Udeh is telling the world that Chief Ozoekwem paid my school fees at secondary school, as if that would displace my mother. What the drunken Sunny Udeh does not know was that it was my mother who heard that Ozoekwem was offering scholarship to three kids in the secondary school and she took me to see the Chief. Otherwise, how would Chief Ozoekwem have known about a 10-year old me if my mother had not taken me to see him. And by the way, I was already in secondary school before I met Ozoekwem. So, Ozoekwen cannot replace my mom in my life. I simply pity the Chief if he dabbles into this matter. But I do not that Sunny Udeh was just interested in announcing to the world that Ozoekwem came to his house. The poor chief must have been ill-advised to have visited Sunny Udeh.

It pains me that anybody should insult my mother. It doesn’t matter who that person is. If President Jonathan insults my mother, I would fight him, and I am sure you would do the same if somebody insults your mother. A person can insult me and get away with it, as some have done. A person can insult my brothers and get away with it. A person can insult my father and get away with it. But if the person insults the woman who gave birth to me, I would fight that person to the gates of hell. My mother is untouchable. She is everything to me. Without her, I am a nobody. Without her I have no life. So, my position is clear. When Ifesinachi privately maltreated my mother, we frowned, but forgave her. When she privately assaulted our mother numerous times, we were mad, but we forgave her. But when she went to the market place and publicly called our mother a prostitute, we cannot forgive her easily. If that means I am wicked, so be it. If that means I don’t love my sister, so be it. If that means that I would have to call some ‘important’ people idiots, so be it.

Again, thank you for your words of wisdom.

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