In my years through life I have also lost some beloved ones. Till date I haven’t fully recovered from it and I don’t think I will. Another death that shook me to my foundation. Well, probably if it were now, with the advancement in science and technology, he wouldn’t have died. Till date I wonder why the wound still got infected. The wound was treated but still got infected. He fell and hit under his lip on a kettle. She said grandparents drool over their grandchildren. She was taken aback when she was told that I am a grandchild.
Someone, a visitor who had come to stay for a while once asked if I was a relative to my grandparents. I was able to discover and harness my talents and skills. It was also a training and discovery ground for me. I didn’t have the luxuries I had staying with my aunt though I had the opportunity to meet my extended family. Living with him was a different world entirely. My mother didn’t tell us the cause of their separation neither did he. He had separated from my grandmother before I was born. My grandfather was married to another woman. As a result of that, I had to go and stay with my grandparents. She said I wasn’t going to leave with her after she was married. We had a fall out some weeks to her wedding. She complained over trifles and was a times was indifferent. She also overstretched me not minding my yield point. Staying with my aunt was both fun and gloom. It was a different town, a different climate, a different people and a different culture. We travelled all night to our destination. She told her friend who had been transferred to that state to bring me along.
She asked me to come over after I had completed high school. I saw him steer a middle course whenever there was an argument between them.” I saw my father divide his attention for different women. I saw my father share his love for different women. If the food wasn’t tasty, it was a day of turmoil for them. Whenever he was enraged, we all fled for safety. My father was the lord and king while we were his trembling subjects. I had to familiarize myself to a new system and a different people. It was a different experience and a different world entirely. “After my grandmother died I had to go and stay with my father. This lingered for a very long time affecting everything and everyone involved with him. His business nose dived and everything changed. After he bid us farewell, his brother was kind enough to step into his large shoes. I didn’t drop out of school when my mother finally left. I'm still glad I was able to make something good and worthwhile from the vocation.” She was old and stricken in age and couldn’t go to the farm as she used to. “I had to drop out from school because she hadn’t enough money to pay for my basic exams.
I still hold memory of them as fresh as yesterday. I have accompanied my mother to several places most of these are memorable. She had a very sharp machete she always held with her in case we were accosted by strangers from neighboring towns who had something sinister up their sleeves.” She was always walking ahead of me leading the way. “I do go with my grandmother to the farm. How I wish she stayed longer than she did.
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She taught me how to be careful with my words, cautious and responsible. I would have been a total wreck if not for her. She brought out the best and shine in me within our short stay. She’s among those I dedicated my academic project to. Some leaves were used to wash her breast so that she could lactate.” I knew and learnt them from my grandmother. It was her second voyage that preceded the eventual separation from her. Though there was a time she was away for six months then another a whole year. She was with me during my early childhood. I can describe her although not very vividly. Whenever I paid a visit to her hometown, her kindred do give descriptions of her.” The descriptions I have about her, I got them from some other people. “Do you know that it breaks my heart that I never knew my mother? I have never seen her. We have similar but slightly different stories.
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