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2017 Neco Gce LITERATURE I & II Answers Now Available For Free

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The basic theme of the Blinkards is the criticism of some of the follies and problems of European style marriages contracted by anglicized or semi anglicized Africans.The play’s intention is clear because it starts off as a powerful and biting satire on the misguided attempt by some members of the elite gold coast to copy the manner of speech and dress of their former colonial masters. Mr Okadu did not engage Miss Tsiba in a proper native way before impregnating her and the marriage was conducted by Parson in the church.
Although Mr Okadu was claiming that he engaged to Miss Tsiba in English style,Lawyer proved him wrong in the court that there was no engagement between the couple hence Okadu lost the case gallantly.Another criticism of the social and cultural consequences of colonialism in the play is in area addressing Mr Brofusem ”The wearing of European clothes makes one too have twisted my toes out of shape.. it had never struck me that sandals can be so graceful. In the end ,Mrs Brofusem embraces African culture when she declares that ”i don’t mind if my husband does not call me duckie now.


It is ironical that the situation which Catherine views to be terrific turns comical. The marriage she tends to perverse breaks up and Major Sergious whom she claims to be her son-in-law turns out to be husband of her maid, while captain Bluntschilki she desires to send out of the country ironically stays longer to become her real son-in-law as the events in the play unfold.


(10) The Theme of Helplessness and Hopelessness in Lanrie Peter’s “The Fence”:

In spite of the otherwise conviction of many, man’s recollection or representation of the past is always askew. Man is never too certain of most things; not what the future is pregnant with in the least. It is of course difficult to be certain of anything in a world where opposites mix with confusing ease. The poet expects us to understand from this constant mingling of contrasts that it will be futile for anyone to attempt taking a step with any certitude.

The world is different today from what it was yesterday. Civilization, technological advancements and increasing moral laxities have conspired to change the complexion of the world. Those who are unmindful of these changes (and are consequently unaware of the necessity to institute processes of personalizing them) are left confused.

Many people are aware of the right thing to do, but, they lack the moral courage to do it. Morality has become blunted by the corrosive tests its boundaries are subjected to by civilization; and, bull-headed determination to do what is good may meet with merciless ridicule and mockery in a morally-loose world.


The speaker escapes from battle and proceeds down a long tunnel through ancient granite formations. Along his way he hears the groan of sleepers, either dead or too full of thoughts to get up. As he looks at them one leaps up; the soldier has recognized him and moves his hands as if to bless him. Because of the soldier’s “dead smile” the speaker knows that he is in Hell.

On the face of the “vision” the speaker sees a thousand fears, but the blood, guns, or moans of above did not reach into their subterranean retreat. The speaker tells the soldier that there is no reason to mourn, and he replies that there is – it is the “undone years” and “hopelessness”. The soldier says his hope is the same as the speaker’s; he also tells him he once went hunting for beauty in the world, but that beauty made a mockery of time. He knows the truth of what he did, which is “the pity of war, the pity war distilled”, but now he can never share it.

The soldier’s vision continues, saying men will go on with what is left to them, or they will die as well. They will not break their ranks even though “nations trek from progress”. He used to have courage and wisdom. He would wash the blood from the wheels of chariots. He wanted to pour his spirit out, but not in war.

Finally, he says to the speaker that “I am the enemy you killed, my friend,” and that he knew him in the dark. It was yesterday that the speaker “jabbed and killed” him, and now it is time to sleep.


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