Bob Dylan’s classic song has transcended into legend, the anthem of the civil rights movement and a succour for many oppressed. It is one of my favourite songs, however I prefer Dolly Parton’s version- her voice does things to that song that take me many miles above the earth.
I first heard the song when I was eight, my teacher taught us the song and we had to sing it weekly. Her name was Miss Chioma Obogwu and she was one of my favourite teachers. She’s dead now, died in child birth. When I sing the song or listen to it, I think of her and how she made me lead singer of my class choral group- I was the best singer and didn’t even know it and she gave me the lead role in all our class plays- I was a pretty decent actress and I knew that.
Today I found out that three lecturers from my faculty died in an accident on Thursday, two of them taught me and the other was a year ahead of me in university. May their souls receive eternal rest and may God comfort those they left behind.
I want to ask why this had to happen and this song kept ringing in my mind.