Complete summary of Amos Tutuola’s The Palm-Wine Drinkard. eNotes plot summaries cover all the significant action of The Palm-Wine Drinkard. When Amos Tutuola’s first novel, The Palm-Wine Drinkard, appeared in , it aroused exceptional worldwide interest. Drawing on the West African Yoruba. The Palm-Wine Drinkard, in full The Palm-Wine Drinkard and His Dead Palm- Wine Tapster in the Dead’s Town, novel by Amos Tutuola, published in and .

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After that he would mount me mercilessly and both his attendants amod start to flog me in such a way that all the ghosts and ghostesses of that town would shout at me as a thief.

This might be the freshest thing I’ve read in years. It is a medley of old mud huts and new concrete buildings, a mixture of cultures such as the subject- matter of the books would lead us to expect.

The Palm-Wine Drinkard and His Dead Palm-Wine Tapster in the Deads’ Town

When I entered this hole I travelled to a part of it which contained me, but it still went further, so I laid down and fell asleep at the same time, because I had no chance to sleep or rest once for all the time that I spent inside that pitcher.

So I was unable to tell her some of my stories before I slept that night. The dead do not belong in the same domain as the living; their ways are different. But as I was troubled too much on the way to this tree by the ghost children, because I was very curious to them, so it was not more than five minutes before I fell asleep.

Bees, wasps and uncountable mosquitoes were also flying round him and it was hard to see him plainly because of these flies and insects. The story is a classic quest tale in which the hero, a lazy boy who likes to spend his days drinking palm wine, gains wisdom, confronts death, and overcomes many perils in the course of his journey.

William Shakespeare, English poet, dramatist, and actor, often called the English national poet and considered…. It was in this doorless room which is in under- ground I first saw in my life that the biggest and longest among these snakes which was acting as a director for the rest vomited a kind of coloured lights from his mouth on to the floor of this room.

His final advice results in a boon to society—the end of drought and famine. Therefore, for this reason, both are selected by all witches and wizards to be their heads and to be giving orders to every one of them.

But as a person could not cry from morning till the late hour in the night without stopping or eating once so if I stopped to rest for a moment or if my voice had become stiffness, then he would put this wood near the fire and if the wood started to heat, then I would start to cry louder by force, and the snake would be also dashing to every part of the hole as if ten persons are beating different kinds of drums to my cry, so they would continue at once to dance again. I thank God today.


Not a father or grandfather. Oct 28, Mala rated it really liked it Recommends it for: There was no single tree, bush, refuse, or plants which are usually found in other bushes, but only the spiders and their web represented them. Much more than those of the Brothers Grimm or of Hans-Christian Anderson, these stories are harsh and blood-curdling, almost too painful to read. When these two selected ghosts refused to go unless the whole of them would go together, then he told them to go together, but the whole of them said again unless he would follow them as well before they would go.

Yorubaland extends from the Atlantic coast, where navigable rivers crisscross swamps and marshy forests, to more temperate forests of the inland regions that gradually give way to savanna grasslands speckled with trees.

The Palm-wine Drinkard and His Dead Palm-wine Tapster in the Dead’s Town Summary & Study Guide

After I moved to the centre of these roads by an invisible mover then I stopped. Having finished the 38 My Life in the 7th Town of Ghosts corn another terrible ghost whose eyes were watering all over his body and palm-qine large mouth faced his back brought urine which was mixed with limestone to me to drink as tuhuola were not using ordinary water there be- cause it is too clean for them. But as I was tutkola this pitcher then all of these ghosts were visible to me and at the same time all were knocking the big head with sticks, but I palm-wien no hands to defend it because only my head and neck appeared out from the pitcher.

Starts out amazing, like a West African Brautigan. Then I stopped suddenly behind a tree as the noises 85 In the paom-wine Town of Ghosts of these alarms were so curious and too fearful for me. Old people were saying that the whole people who had died in this world, did not go to heaven directly, but they were living in one place somewhere in this world.

When I tasted them, they were very sour, though I ate them like that as there was no other food or any edible thing there for me again. Apr 05, Reuben rated it it was amazing Shelves: Now, I remember those days and I wonder why fear will be here beside me even when the sun shines, and people around me smile. Drinkard uses his magic to locate and rescue the woman. Please try again later.

Having given them work to do, then she came to me in the parlour and sat down on the chair which was touch- ing my own which was an easy-chair with cushions. Quite an adventure in language and atmosphere, and almost certainly unlike anything else you’ll have read. Even the hunters dreaded the Forest of God more than the Forest of Four Thousand Demons; and it was a law in our town that any hunter who had xrinkard hunted elephant must not go there to hunt, for it was the abode of wonders; it was where the birds talked like human beings, and animals bought and sold from and to one another; where many trees did not have roots, but looked fresh with evergreen leaves.


Immediately we reached there and sat under the shade of some palm trees … I fall drnikard [sic]. He could not kill an animal unless it sleeps. And if the day breaks again, all the sheep, goats, fowls, pigs and dogs would come again from that town.

I might not write folktales. As he was dressed with these leaves and mounted me mercilessly I felt as if he was half a ton weight. Again, at the same moment that I left the place that I stood behind this tree the alarms started to blow according to how I was chasing this ugly ghostess and I was unable to stop drinkarx one place so that the alarms might stop, my aim was only to see the ugliness of this ugly ghostess clearly, because as she was running away so that I might not see her ugliness it was so she was laughing louder palm-win her ugliness and I was also laughing louder at the ugliness.

It is a beginning of a new type of Afro-English literature. Heaven has stopped the rain to show its anger, and the drought has caused the famine. When I laid down to sleep on the floor without a mat I asked for a cover-cloth to cover my body, perhaps the smells would allow me to sleep or to breathe, but when all of them heard cover-cloth, they exclaimed: But whenever the smoke of the pipe was rushing out from my mouth as if smoke is rushing from a big boiler, then all of them would laugh at me so that a person two miles away would hear them clearly, and whenever the tobacco inside the pipe is near to finish then the ghost who was chosen to be loading it would load it again with fresh tobacco as it was about three feet deep and four feet diameter.

I don’t regret drinkkard this, but I only wish I could have engaged with it on a deeper level than academic fascination in more than the few places I managed to do so.

The Palm-Wine Drinkard | novel by Tutuola |

But after I ate some of this food he changed me again to the form of a 59 My Life in the 7th Town of Ghosts camel and then his sons were using me as transport to carry heavy loads to long distances of about twenty or forty miles.

When I knew that tomorrow will come, and apart from its simple fears, it will come and go. Maybe a queer uncle or family friend.