Eulogy For Grandmother

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The secret room The afternoon was hot and dry, the winds were still. It felt as if the whole village had been deserted. The only sound one could hear was the sound of the birds, not a pleasing sound though, just sound. I and grandmother had just arrived from the farm, the October heat made the farm work not easy for us; it nearly wrecked grandmother’s weak bones. Our gallon of water had also run empty so, we promised ourselves to come back early the next day. The idea of rising up early for the farm work scared us. We were not scared of the dark but, the rumour which was going on around the village. The villagers believed that some people were turning into hyenas in order to steal goats at night. I never believed it though; people in our village were very superstitious. I wondered how a person could change into two forms in the same night. Hyenas or not we had no choice; we had to prepare the land for the November rains. Most of the families had already prepared their lands and planted the seeds with the first rain but, I and grandmother were left behind because of her health. Although we had our doubts about the rains coming in good amount, we had to prepare the lands anyway. The weather people on the radio had assured us that …show more content…

She had taken care of me since I lost my parents to a fire accident that claimed their lives; I was only 8 years then, now I am nineteen. My grandmother used to be a happy woman; she never bothered about how life mistreated her. She made up her mind to live the remaining of her days happy no matter what. My grandmother was also not an ordinary woman; she had knowledge of traditional medicine. This made people in our village love her, and with all their sicknesses they came to my grandmother to heal them. People in our village hated western medicine therefore the presence or absence of the medical officer never had an impact on

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