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Nnem (My Mother)

Nnem oma, my sweet mother

My best friend!

Onyem, m ji eme onu

Daada! Thinking of you

Gives me great joy!

My first love, my creator!

Ina enyem obi anuri,

Ina akasim obi,

I can not quantify this joy

You are my blessing

Nkechinyerem!

Learn Igbo language here.

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Commentary:

I think everyone should be appreciative of their mothers. Infact I am blessed with a loving mother. A teacher, a disciplinarian and a lover of God. They say when counting your blessings count your mother twice. This is a piece for my mother. She works so hard and has taken many sacrifices alone (husband deceased) to bring her children up. I salute all mothers.

I know I have expressed some terms in Igbo language ’cause I couldn’t find the right English words. I will try to translate.

Nnem oma: my good mother

Onyem, m ji eme onu: my own, the one I brag with

Daada: used to greet matured people

Ina enyem obi anuri: you give me joy

Ina akasim obi: my comforter

Nkechinyerem: The one God has given me

By Oke Iroegbu

Finance Graduate, Bibliophile and Bard of Ovim, his hometown. Read more at www.oiroegbu.com/about

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