Young Oba Akenzua was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighbouring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him, but was moved by
Akenzua’s youthful happiness. So he offered him freedom, as long as hecould answer a very difficult question.
Akenzua would have a year to figure out the answer; if, after a year, he still had no answer, he would be killed. The question was: What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, and, to young Akenzua, it seemed an impossible query. Well, since it was better than death, he accepted the monarch’s proposition to have an
answer by year’s end.
Quest
He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everybody: the princess, the poms, the priests, the wise men, the court jester. In all, he spoke with everyone but no one could give him a satisfactory answer. What most
people did tell him was to consult the old witch, as only she would know the answer. The price would be high, since the witch was famous throughout the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged.
The witch
The last day of the year arrived and Akenzua had no alternative but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer his question, but he’d have to accept her price first: The old witch wanted to marry Omorogbe, the most
handsome of the chiefs and Akenzua’s closest friend!
Young Akenzua was horrified: she was hunchbacked and awfully hideous, had only one tooth, smelled like sewage water, often made obscene noises…He had never run across such a repugnant creature. He refused to force his
friend to marry her and have to endure such a burden. Omorogbe, upon learning of the proposal, spoke with Akenzua. He told him that nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Akenzua’s life and the preservation
of the Round Table. Hence, their wedding was proclaimed, and the witch answered Akenzua’s question:
What a woman really wants is to be able to be in charge of her own life. Everyone instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth and that Akenzua’s life would be spared. And so it went. The neighbouring monarch
spared Akenzua’s life and granted him total freedom.
Wedding What a wedding Omorogbe and the witch had! Akenzua was torn between relief and anguish. Omorogbe was proper as always, gentle and courteous. The old
witch put her worst manners on display. She ate with her hands, belched and farted, and made everyone uncomfortable. The wedding night
approached:
Omorogbe, steeling himself for a horrific night, entered the bedroom.
What a sight awaited! The most beautiful woman he’d ever seen lay before him! Omorogbe was astounded and asked what had happened. The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her (when she’d been a witch),
half the time she would be her horrible, deformed self, and the other half, she would be her beautiful maiden self.
Question
Which would he want her to be during the day and which during the night?
What a cruel question? Omorogbe began to think of his predicament: During the day a beautiful woman to show off to his friend, but at night, in the privacy of his home, an old spooky witch? Or would he prefer having by day
a hideous witch, but by night a beautiful woman to enjoy many intimate moments?
What would you do? What Omorogbe chose follows below, but don’t read until
you’ve made your own choice.
Answer
Noble Omorogbe replied that he would let her choose for herself. Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time,
because he had respected her and had let her be in charge of her own life.
What is the moral of this story?
THE MORAL IS THAT IT DOESN’T MATTER IF YOUR WOMAN IS PRETTY OR UGLY, UNDERNEATH IT ALL,
SHE’S STILL THE ANGEL. THE WITCH IN HER WILL ONLY COME OUT IF PROVOKED.
MEN LOVE AND RESPECT UR WOMEN, U WILL BE PLEASED
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