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A crackling Highlife song filled the room. The guitar was mellow, the horns distant, as if recorded in a different century. Then, a deep voice began to chant:

The dibia smiled. “Because your father is Ozoemena’s great-great-grandson. And the last line of the song says, ‘Nwoke a na-efu efu ga-alọta’ —The lost man shall return.” A crackling Highlife song filled the room

He leaned closer. “But before he died, he cursed them. He said, ‘Aguleri bu isi Igbo’ —Aguleri is the head of the Igbo nation. Without the head, the body wanders. And for a hundred years, we have wandered. Civil war. Endless arguments. No true leader.” “Because your father is Ozoemena’s great-great-grandson

It was a praise song, but not for a living man. It was an oriki , a praise epithet for a hero. Nneka had grown up in Surulere, far from the dusty hills of Aguleri. She knew she was Igbo, but “Isi Igbo”—the Head of Igbo? That was not a nickname. That was a title of war. He said, ‘Aguleri bu isi Igbo’ —Aguleri is

Nneka didn’t know if she believed in curses or lost skulls or the “Head of Igbo.” But she realized that a search history is never random. It is a map of what we have forgotten. And sometimes, when you search for a forgotten name, the forgotten name searches back for you.

The Search for the Head of Igbo