There is a folklore in some part of Esan Land in Edo
Central that talks about a beautiful damsel, the most beautiful in all the land
under the Ogiso rule, who got attracted to a man who was deaf and dumb and went
ahead to marry him because of the regular sound from yam pounding in the house
of the physically challenged. The man had six wives already but she went ahead
to become the seventh wife. The beautiful damsel told her parents that she
would prefer to be a well-fed seventh wife than to be an only but hungering
wife.
Sadly for her, the other wives conspired against her and
made sure all she got was peelings from their kitchens and she bore the pain in
silence for fear of being lynched. Their husband being a hard working farmer
was hardly at home during the day and it was difficult communicating with him
at night. Ironically, the other wives all married the deaf and dumb because of
his wealth in terms of yam and other farm produce which was a viable measure of
wealth in their time. Her sorrow was not to be forever as a palm wine tapper
watching the compound closely from his trees soon revealed the ordeal she was
made to face everyday. Though the watch was initially kept by the palm wine
tapper out of lust and admiration for the beauty goddess it later paid off in
good coin when he reported the young woman’s ordeal to the husband. The dignity
of the young wife was soon restored as the husband’s youngest and favourite
wife and she got the biggest and largest hip of yam tubers at the family’s
weekly ration. From this event, a song evolved among maidens which became their
favourite moon light play chant and the day the first harvested tubers were
brought home reminded the people of the “Beauty” who got “married to yam” as
the event was described and it became a time for great merriment.
The story is not the same through out Esan land, but the
yam crop is central to all Esan people. They take pride in their yam farms
which they tender with utmost care and devote attention. Till date, the Yam
crop remains one the highest income earner for Esan farmers. Yam meals such as
pounded yam, Yam Porridge, boiled or roasted yam are always a delight to the
people. And so it is said that an Esan man would not admit to have eaten unless
he was served a yam meal which to his delight should be Pounded Yam with Ọgbọlọ, Egusi
or black herbal soap.
In early times, it was forbidden for anyone to eat the new
season yam until after the celebration of the New Yam Festival which was
observed between the full moon of the ninth lunar month and the tenth lunar
month. The movement of the feast depends on how early or late the rains came
that year. In the celebration of the New Yam Festival, fourteen days were
expended in preparing the community and homes for the festival. General
clearing, sweeping and cleaning of the villages were carried out by the middle
age groups with the elderly but none title holders supervising. Canopies were
built with palm fronds in public places around the community and the masquerade
chiefs put finishing touches to masquerades that would appear on the festival
day. The young maidens and boys took the last two weeks before the festival to
put finishing touches to new dance steps and tunes.
The festival is well attended by sons and daughters of the
land abroad. Many of them come home each year amidst a large company of friends
anxious to experience the festival which today, moves weekly from one community
to another across Esan Land beginning in September and running through the
third week of November just before the Igue Festival activities begin in Benin
City.
Less work is done
during this period and frequent bath and polishing of the skin with traditional
coconut oil or palm kernel oil is encouraged to repair whatever damage the
tropical sun must have done to the skin. This is evidenced in the robust and
shining skin of dancers on the great day. For the palm wine tappers however,
this period is most busy as they work extra hard to meet the high demand
occasioned by the festival. Significant to the festival is the public roasting
of yam tubers on which prayers are offered and everybody in the community eats
a piece. Thereafter, Pounded Yam served with Ọgbọlọ soap is brought to the elders
at the village square or shrine as the case may be and it is eaten after
prayers have been said and the symbolic feeding of their ancestors was done
with two mussels of pounded yam rubbed in soap and thrown away. These
ceremonies pave way for the seven day festival and eating of the new yam.
The advent of
Christianity many thought would weaken the people’s tenacity to the events marking
the festival but as it turned out, many Christians bought it and had it placed
on their Christian calendar as the Community Harvest Thanksgiving. The festival
has been able to accommodate people of all religion and the celebration brings
all together as one family. Population explosion has made it impossible today
to gather everybody to a central feeding point, rather special ceremonies
connected with the day according to the peoples’ culture are observed at the
extended family units.
The first day of the festival mostly Saturdays begins very
early with the slaughtering of domestic
animals such as goats and sheep that would be used as complements to the
assorted dry fish and dry bush meat which are the main constituents of the day’s
cuisine. As the women embark on cooking, the young men engage themselves in
communal sweeping, putting finishing touches to sun shades or canopies. Among
most families who see themselves as custodians of the peoples’ heritage, the
traditional roasting of yam is still done for breakfast. This breakfast period
is exploited by teen cultural groups to showcase themselves from one family
compound to the other. In large communities, designated locations are chosen
for this breakfast parade by the young who soon disperse as the morning
masquerades “salute” to the elders begin. Only masquerades coming out for the
first time ever take part in the outing. At every house, the masquerades call
on the elder member of that family who comes out to give his praise and blessing.
The masquerades in turn do little dance to the admiration of all which is
sometimes appreciated by members of such family by throwing money on the ground
which is picked by the men following the masquerades. This outing terminates in
a brief dance that morning by the Igbabọnẹlimhin
masquerades at the public ground.
The dancers retire home to face mountains of pounded yam
served with Ọgbọlọ Soup or
Egusi Soup. This meal is generously available to anyone who stops by and choice
drinks are available to wash down the mussels of pounded yam. As is customary
to the people, so much more than the immediate family can consume is prepared
and friends and well-wishers from other communities not yet celebrating come to
help out with the excesses and the host shows his gratitude by ensuring a free
flow of palm wine and other drinks as may be requested by the much appreciated
guest.
Amidst the eating and drinking, the Asonogun dancers rally
themselves to one point which may be their leader’s house, the Ọdiọnwele’s (Head Chief) house or
any other point where a continuous flow of wine is guaranteed. The gathering
which begins with a few singers and dancers soon attract other performers and a
crowd of spectators. As their voices serenade the atmosphere, quick and
vigorous steps follow the rhythm. The Esan Asonogun dance is so powerful and
demanding as it requires a lot of strength to sustain the tempo and continued
performance.
The Asonogun dancers continue to entertain their audience
well into the night and in return spectators freely paste currency notes on the
fore heads of dancers. However as the sun sinks lower in the west, other groups
begin their performances which gives spectators varieties to choose from. These
sunset groups include the Kokoma and Kpegbegbe dancers. The Kokoma group is
dominated by women and their main instrument of music is the bongo (drum) and
ukoese which is a musical piece close to the maracas. It is a whole calabash
with stringed beads on its body. The dance steps are not so fast like in
Asonogun dance but it follows a pattern in its back and forward sways. The
entire movement is so rhythmic and patterned that it can pass for a
choreographed performance.
Kpegbegbe on the other hand is a circus group of the Esan
people. This group comprises young children some about seven years old,
teenagers and young adults. They build human pyramids and sky scrapers; they
walk on ropes, walk like crabs and so many other supposedly impossible actions.
Unlike the Western circus where they have foamed floors when climbing, all
these performances are done on the hard brown earth which leaves onlookers
shivering from fear of a fall. Nightfall eventually puts an end to the
Kpegbegbe performance and later the Kokoma group leaving the Asonogun Group to
claim monopoly of the night.
The entire community wakes up to great entertainment on
the next day. Rising early, the acrobatic Igbabọnẹlimhin masquerades go about a sort of promotional dance
giving the people a hint of what to expect in the evening. Most importantly the
cooking, eating and drinking continues. The evening of this second day is the
high point of the festival when the main Igbabọnẹlimhin dance takes place. It is the chief cultural
attraction of the Esan people and the display leaves every on looker
electrified. Guests visiting for the first time without their video cameras
have always regretted it.
Beginning at about 4.00pm, all the Asonogun groups
congregate at the house of their most ranking leader and there they change into
their Igbabọnẹlimhin customs and the music
and dance train moves slowly to the town’s square which is an open public
ground that also serves as congress ground for the community. It is said that
to be a good Igbabọnẹlimhin
dancer, you have to begin with Asonogun where flexibility is learnt. As the
dance group which consist mostly singers and instrumentalists draw closer to
the square, masquerades begin to emerge from different directions with each
displaying some thrilling acrobatic moves. This multiplicity of view overwhelms
the crowd and they burst with excitement as the masquerades coming out from
several directions in their beautiful new costumes make daring moves with some
doing triple somersault and landing yet on their feet.
After the initial thrill, the dance becomes more organised
as the masquerades take turns to display their unique dance steps and gymnastic
abilities with great flexibility. The experience is truly exhilarating and can
never be described in words. The Igbabọnẹlimhin
dance comes to a close at about 7.00pm when the sun finally goes to sleep in
the West. The entire town then relaxes for a moment as dinner is served. Before
the meal could settle in, earth shocking sounds from various loud speakers
across the town mostly from Bars and venues for open air parties take over the
airwaves. This is where the Western touch to the festival begins. Compared to
the New Yam Festival in Esan Land especially among the people of Ahia in
Ubiaja, Esan South East Local Government Area, Edo State Christmas is only a work
free Sunday.
The Festival has become a major event in the tourism
calendar of Edo State and it attracts tourists in their thousands to the State
in the ten weeks that it runs. Many are attracted to the cuisines which they
are generously served wherever they go and others are cut in the web of the
people’s rich culture.
The New Yam Festival is a living legacy amongst the Esan
speaking people that will remain as part of the spiritual and material content
of their culture forever.
Very interesting and refreshing. As an esan woman and researcher of oral literature,the ritualistic aspects of the the festival is undisclosed. It's necessary.
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