Analysis of culture you will never believe they exist.

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Hello my good friends! How are you doing today? Happy new week. I trust you're as usual very happy and vibrant in your end location. I am also very happy to have your presence in this platform once again this week. In my daily posts for today, I want to disclose to you some amazing cultural practices, you will never believe they exist. I humbly want to welcome all of you to my today's publication on culture, "Analysis of culture you will never believe they exist."

It is a school of thought, that culture is people's way of life. This hint, puts us in a position, to telling people of other race and tribes what is significant and dynamic about one's cultural identity. Today, I want to discuss the culture of my land, observed twice in a year, the beginning and the ending of the year or otherwise, during crop plantation and harvest. It goes with various native names but I can directly translate it as human fishes festival.

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This is a festival where there is a big pond, that never dry of water year in and out. Inside this pond there this believed dead humans of the old especially those with a complete chieftaincy tittle before their demise. So those, the deads are believed to be alive in the water of the pond but no longer in human flesh but in fish form. They festival, is the way of calling them in the beginning of the year, to make famers have bumper harvest for the year food cultivation. And likewise, have the festival at year ending to return praises and thanks to the human fish so called, for haven seen them through for the year farming season.

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The festival goes that, major activities are observed in the night, where some masquerade are worn and forbidden to be seen by women. In that night all the human fishes will float on the water surface to be seen by the villagers with shining lights on their heads. After the festival, concluded with prayers made by the special elders of the community, the human fishes disappeares and never to be seen again until the next season. By any means or by ignorance or carelessness, that any of the fish is killed by anyone, the killer, shall prepare to bury the fish just like humans or else will die.

Thank you my friends this is a cultural identity alive even till this age. I hope you have more amazing ones In your own locality. I can't wait to know about it.

Thank you.