Letters To My Future Wife(1): Let Me Tie Your Gele
You may not even want to don the big headgear, but hear me out first.
Dear Future Wife,
This is totally random and unrelated to our future love yarns, but I just wanted to let you know that I can tie gele. Or ‘ke ichafu’ as my Igbo people will say it.

I miss a few knots and mix up layers here and there sometimes, but I try. Almost every time, I grapple with the silky slippery materials these scarves are made out of, but again,I try.

My skills are somewhere between beginner and intermediate. I’m waiting for you to come so we reach expert together as a team; tier and tie-ee working in loving harmony.
I’ve been practicing off and on with Mama and the girls over the years but I don’t want to get too good at it till you show your face.
Anytime Nonso Amadi’s ‘Gele’ comes up on the radio, I think about you. Swaying to the rhythmic drums and humming, I practice putting that gele on your head.
I am not even sure you will ever want to rock a gele, but as a beautiful woman, I’m very sure it will look great on you. At least I think you should trust me on these matters.
Anyway, just think about it, no pressure. We are not exactly discussing your choices now, I’m just letting you know that I tie gele well.
So if you ever decide to rock any variation of the spectacular headgear, I can help you. Better yet, I can do it for you while you take a pre-owambe power shuteye.
Your Loving Fine Husband.
