|Me and my grand father Mr Mumba Kamanga - 25th Dec 2012|
There must always be times in life when we appreciate our grandparents for bringing up our parents, without them we would not be alive neither will our parents be because they bore our parents. Take my grandfather for example, he was born in 1932 (81 years ago) and he is still alive today, his name is Mr. Mumba Kamanga. He bore my father. I remember him telling me a story while he was in UTH sometime in October 2012 of how they really struggled in fighting for our Independence in the early 1960s. Indeed it was like I was watching a movie.
|Phoebe my sister with grandpa|
He is now much better and was discharged from Hospital. On 30th December 2012 just before crossing over into the New Year; dad, mum, Phoebe and I visited him at his residence here within Lusaka just to say hi and wish him well as we were entering into a new year. We found him sitted by the door watching passerby and behold he was so happy to see the family; we paid him a surprise visit. We did not find grandmother as she was at the market. The few hours we spend with our grandparents were so refreshing and how I wished I could spend much more time with them.
|Mrs Matildah Munthali Sambo|
One interesting thing about my grandparents is that none of them remembers their birthday. They both know the year in which they were born but date and month only God knows. I just hope that I will not forget mine if God permits me to reach old age.
|Grandma with Micah our son - November 2012|