It is part of our Igbo heritage, and is normally held during the holiday seasons like Christmas.This festival is marked by the display of masquerades (people in masks and traditional costumes), from different groups and age grades within the community.
My humble self and my elder sister Ify went for the event, and i tell you it was crazy. These masquerades were dancing, jumping, shouting and even chasing people around, all in the bid to prove their might and instill fear in the hearts of spectators (all in good faith of course). There was a lot of scampering and hiding, I even got a swipe on my head towards the end of the day, and i later found out that i wasn't supposed to look the masquerade in its face, i ought to have kept my head down, in other words i got hit for being too bold. Besides that it was a fun day and i got to take pictures of my favorite masquerades, and here they are for your viewing pleasure.
Please forgive the amateur pictures, in between the running and hiding i didn't get to focus on my picture quality.
HAVE A LOVELY WEEKEND
And this is my big sister IFY hmm, she is going to kill me for this.
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