Chapter Sixteen

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Two years after Obierika’s previous visit, missionaries have established a church in Umuofia. Their few converts are men of no title, described by the clan as efulefu (worthless men). Chielo, the priestess of Agbala, denounces them as the clan’s excrement and likens the new faith to a mad dog. Obierika goes to Okonkwo after learning that Okonkwo’s son Nwoye has joined the missionaries. He finds Okonkwo unwilling to speak about Nwoye; the only information comes from Nwoye’s mother. Nwoye tells Obierika, “I am one of them… He is not my father.”

Later, the same missionaries arrive in Mbanta. Six men are present: one white man and five black Africans. The whole village gathers to see the white man. He speaks through an Ibo interpreter whose dialect sounds harsh; the interpreter repeatedly translates “my buttocks” for “myself,” causing laughter. The white evangelist claims he is “one of them” because of his colour and language, and says the other black men are brothers, all sons of God. He announces a single Creator, condemning the villagers’ wooden and stone gods, describing eternal judgment, and urging them to abandon their “wicked ways” for salvation. The crowd murmurs, some laugh, and a man asks where the white man’s “horse” is; the missionaries explain it as a bicycle and promise many “iron horses” later.

An elder questions which god the missionary worships; the missionary replies that all local deities are deceitful and that only one true God exists. The villagers laugh derisively and some begin to leave. The missionaries then break into a lively evangelistic hymn about brothers living in darkness, a shepherd, and the Son of God (Jesus Christ). The interpreter explains each verse; many listeners become enthralled. Okonkwo interrupts, demanding clarification about the God’s son and a possible wife; a joker jokes about “buttocks” and wives, but the missionary continues about the Holy Trinity. Okonkwo, convinced the man is mad, dismisses him and returns to his palm‑wine.

A young man, Nwoye, however, is deeply attracted to the hymn’s poetry. The song’s imagery of darkness and fear resonates with his lingering doubts about the clan’s traditions and the death of Ikemefuna. He feels a profound relief, describing the hymn as “drops of frozen rain melting on the dry palate of the panting earth.” Nwoye’s mind is left puzzled but moved, indicating his gradual alignment with the new faith.