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On Homosexual Ancestors.

Hey people! Greetings to you. 

So I just read a very peculiar comment and of course, who else but you to open my mouth agape with and ask Ehen? Is that so? Did you know? Is it true? LOL. The comment below;

"My mother’s Umunna (kinsmen) is named after a woman who married a woman and raised kids by her (of course, the woman was impregnated by a man).
One of my great aunts who was an ex runs babe who lost her womb married a woman too and had her brother impregnate the woman. Today one of those kids is a top shot in the bank. (Though those women were highly jazzed people). My father always says the women in my mum’s ancestry were the real feminists". 

Ok. I know nothing is new under the sun and gayism has been in existence since time immemorial. But I read that comment and I felt weird, like everything I thought I ever knew just turned out to be a lie! I've never heard such a thing. The comment suggests that it was a norm for people of the same sex to marry (or perhaps just women?). I mean, people say homosexuality is a Western agenda and Africans are learning these bad things from the white people, no? 

So... Is this news to you or you've heard something similar? Did your ancestors have homosexual marriages or have you heard of any other Nigerian tradition where this was acceptable? And what do you think about her father referring to these women as "the real feminists"? Hmm, strange right?

Please share your thoughts/knowledge with me. 

Comment source; Bella Naija. 


  1. The poster must be igbo but she misunderstands the notion of a woman marrying a woman In Igbo land. There's nothing sexual about such a marriage. The 2 women in question don't have sex. Its done in families where there are no male sons before the husband's death. So the widow marries a woman as a wife for her husband. The new wife's role is to sleep with other men and bear children for the dead man.
    The igbos have a tradition in which once a woman's bride price has been paid....any children she bears belong to her husbands family regardless of whether they are his biological children or not.
    Alternatively if the widow has a daughter that's willing to sacrifice her life for her family...The daughter may choose not to marry but bear children for men....These children will belong to her father because none of the men paid her bride price.
    thus homo sexual marriages are not recognised by the igbo culture.

    1. A million and one likes to this comment, I couldn't have put it better.

    2. Thanks Anon, I knew I would get a better understanding if I asked.

    3. Thanks Anon, I was about to say the exact same thing. Enough stories from my mum of women who "married" other women so they could have kids and keep the man's lineage going.

    4. True anon,I couldn't have written it differently.

    5. True anon,I couldn't have written it differently.

    6. thanks anon, my mum has explained this exact thing for me before.

    7. Lols,the things we celebrate/justify in the name of African/Nigerian "culture" but frown upon when done by Westerners.
      So lemme get this,a widow can marry a woman on behalf of her late hubby and allow other men screw her so she can have son's or kids for the already dead guy? Where does the sex take place? Under the same roof as the new homo (not gonna add sexual cos u say they don't have sex) couple or what?
      The things I hear from the archives of our history disguised under culture and tradition is mind blowing.

  2. Thank you so much anon. That's exactly what happens. I don't think the person understood.

  3. It happens in some Kenyan communities too,and the first comment explains it well.

  4. Thanks anon for the clarification, was scared for a minute.

  5. I know someone personally whose mum married a woman. In their own case, the woman who married their mum whose surname they all bear was very rich, she was married to a lebanese man and had both male and female kids for him, but in her own father's house, they were just two girls and she wanted to preserve her father's surname so she came back to nigeria, married a woman who started making kids by one man and the kids were answering the woman's surname. The man was paid off hugely, the kids are very rich coz she willed all the properties she had in nigeria to them before she was killed stating that her biological kids dad will fend for them. I know my story makes no sense, forget the errors and try to understand. Meanwhile the first anon explained it so well

  6. Wow, wow

    The things I learn on TTB

    Am just amazed

  7. Seroiusly the things we learn on TTB,i am igbo and it's funny how I never knew things like this existed.

  8. It used to happen a lot in efik land, I have some relatives who are products of such union, it's not "gayism" , the union is only for pro creation.

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