My son, he who waits for a dead man’s shoe will go bare foot for a long time. Besides, tell me, Chinedu, what good job do you think an illiterate farmer like myself can find in this village. I would have loved to cultivate my own farms, but as you know, in this village the only fertile soil is that of kotansibe farmland. Believe me my son I have thought about it, there’s no other place I can work in this village apart from Kotansibe farms.
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