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When a soul leaves a given body's being,
It releases itself from its grave.
No more lifeless, no more darkness,
No more slavery, no more whips.

You are horridly knifing my tiny bulk,
You are horribly knifing my selves,
Am I only a body? Am I only as you see me?
I'm not as you see me; I'm not as I see me in you,
I'm who I'm, I have my PRINCIPLES like it or not,
Your jingoism in ones grave is a white lie.
The lost glory will be rediscovered sooner or later,
No matter how you knife the dead selves.

The strong Breed is a play by Wole Soyinka. It is about a stranger, Iman, who fled from his destiny to his destiny which imposed him to be “a carrier”. This story based on rituals of an African village. In the last day of the old year the villagers celebrate a festival. In this festival a carrier should sacrifice his or her life to the villagers benefit. They insist on one condition which is this carrier should be a totally stranger. The carrier is supposed to carry away the illnesses and sins of villagers. Iman comes to this village in order to transmit his knowledge and wisdom to the villagers especially their children. I quote:

“Iman: Let met continue a stranger—especially to you. Those who have much to give fulfil themselves only in total loneliness.”
In this quotation it appears that the intentions of Iman towards villagers is noble and good ones. He wants to use his efforts on something good for villagers in particular and humanity in general. He is a teacher and doctor at the same. He passes his wisdom and knowledge to children. By this wisdom and knowledge children build their personality, and this is good not only for villagers but also for all humankind. So, are there any reasons behind his noble intentions? Sunma is a woman who helps Iman in clinic and house. From the beginning of the play, she insists on leaving her village forever. But Iman rejects her request. When she failed to persuade him to leave forever, she asked him to go to the next village for three or two days. Her attempts are failed. The reason behind Sunma's eagerness to leave the village with Iman is that she knows that strangers are not welcomed in this village. So, Iman is a stranger, automatically he is a carrier. Sick people are watching him from every corner. Sunma knows the destiny of Iman which is death and devastation if he does not leave quickly.



Iman replies on demand of Sunma by saying “Them? These are your own people...” Sunma wants to leave her beloved people, they are not beloved ones but they are evil. She claims that all villagers are evil. I quote:

“Sunma: I wonder if I really sprang from here. I know they are evil and I am not. From the oldest to the smallest child, they are nourished in evil and unwholesomeness in which I have no part.”
Sunma knows that the way villagers behave towards strangers is improper and unacceptable behaviour. Also, she calls them evil because they imposed strangers to be their carriers. But this is the ritual of the village.

One of the main themes of this play is rejection of strangers. A stranger is a stranger forever. Iman is a stranger. His noble intentions could not remove his strangeness in the view of villagers. A stranger is a stranger although he or she lives a long time in a place he or she immigrates to. I quote:

“Oroge: (...) we don't know where he came from. One morning, he is simply there just like that. From nowhere at all. You see there is a purpose in that.”

Rejection of others who are not from the same race or not from the same country is something ....
The full analysis of this play is in www.emitra2006.webs.com

I am my own outside of me. I have a name. I am a young man living in a wrong place in wrong time. Sometimes, I feel nothing except nothing. I inside of me is a part of me. My second self is the second part of me. The Two my selves hate each other. The third self is called the high self. Many factors are working together to finish creating this high self. Life is full of thorns which look like fruits. The wind takes the whole of me from one place to another as a plastic bag. Vanity is the friend of my first self. Loneliness is the heart of me. I am, as a whole, the victim of being honest, hospitable and being a real human inside a community which is full of wolves, pigs and demons. I am lost in the meaninglessness. I could not know who I am. And I do not know to where I belong to. Am I a human being or animal being or who? Who knows? All the time, something is running in my nerves. This unknown thing transports some burning and strange messages from my heart to all parts of my body. I do not know what these messages are about and if I know I could not tell you. I am completely lost.

A twenty-year journey looking for my selves is failed at last. I do not know the meaning of happiness anymore. From the moment, when my little fingers of my small hand and legs touched for the first time warm soil, I lost hope in the future and being optimistic. I miss my childhood. I want to go back to the time of being innocent. My childhood was an incomparable to incoming years of my life if I still have several years to waste... ( The Full something is coming)

There was a short and old man who was elected a leader in a small county within a large country. He had a considerable arable land. He had eagle-eyes, white face, dark hair and silken hands. He was a shepherd, farmer, and a wise politician. The old man was well-known by his kindness and generosity. In Fridays, a huge number of beggars were buzzing around his house like bees buzzing from one flower to another. None of them went back home empty-handed or broken heart. This is life, share what you have with your deprived brothers; one day when your living conditions are worse even worst, you will find someone to rely on. He married a beautiful and good woman. He and she were two faces of the same coin. They were born for each other. They had the same manners, same ideas and views about life. This couple had five children, three of them are boys. They were living in a beautiful village, named Emitra. Emitra is located between three high mountains, they looked like three guards of the lost paradise, and it had arable land that kept the villagers alive. Also there are two rivers that cut the village to three quarters. These rivers ruined the villagers and their properties and kept them and their cattle alive as well. In brief, the lost paradise was not lost anymore in the view of villagers for one reason or another. Firstly, the safety of the place was the main condition of living and this was what the villagers found in this place. Secondly, water is the source of live and power as well; therefore, the second condition of living was there, so the comers stroke the iron while it is hot. Thirdly, the peace of the place and the hospitality of the villagers made this village were looked like paradise. The leader's name is Ider. He was workaholic. His philosophy was to live in peace and let others whether animals or humans to live. As a shepherd, always he and his dog launched long trips through green highland and hills, neither the hot sun nor tiredness can... The full story is coming!!!!

From the moment I opened my eyes I enjoyed my life until I opened my mind. Some beautiful lights were dazzling around my eyes. They were happy. Time to time, these lights touched my cheeks delicately and dried my hot tears. Year after year, I grew with beautiful dreams. Really I enjoyed my childhood. But when I opened my mind, the dictator, my dreams dwindled and vanished. The cruel life is the hell itself. It robbed and murdered my childhood. This society helped to destroy my innocence childhood. Oh boy!!! Do that, not that; eat by right hand; don't laugh like that!!! If you want to enter t toilet, precede your left foot. This is the end of life. Our society taught us to be slaves, criminals, fear and tiny creatures. I miss my innocence childhood. All days and nights were smooth and nice, but now they full of emptiness. Those lights which were dazzling and buzzing around me were gone. I don't know why and if I know couldn't tell you. My childhood was full of adventures. Sometimes I launched long trips through green and high mountains and hills, other times just swimming in muddy rivers. Oh!!! One day morning, I went out far away so as to discover where this large river came from. I miss my innocence childhood. Then, I followed this large peaceful snack. Neither hungry nor hot weather stopped my group. W penetrated through huge forest which was full of life. Time to time, we plunged into river like blameless frogs. At that time, I wondered why not humans live in water, why human jailed themselves in prison-like. Animals enjoy the real freedom. Humans are not. .... The full article is coming.