It was the days of his funeral. I was an 8year old girl who didn’t know anything. I liked playing so much.It was very fun and exciting when I played with my cousins. As we were young girls, we had dolls, toy furniture and a lot of clothes for the dolls. We would play ‘houses’ from the morning ’till the afternoon where we went to bath. We didn’t care about food because we are ate with our dolls .Not mud ,but we bought warmed leftovers to eat with our dolls when we were hungry.

Although I can’t remember the day daddy died, but I remember the day of the funeral in the morning. Granny called me and my little sister to come to the rondavel /hut where dad’s lifeless body laid on the coffin. There was this big white curtain that hid his coffin. I could see the women in the hut consoling my grandmother who was crying.

Before dad’s funeral, my mother’s aunt told me that my father died.I didn’t cry and I didn’t care because I didn’t know such a thing called death and I didn’t know anything, I was young.In the bedroom I saw mommy crying but I didn’t have the courage to ask why she was crying. I changed my school uniform into my clothes. I then went to the TV room to watch my favourite cartoons with my cousins

Dad’s older aunt called us to come to her to take muffins and drink .we did so and ate .She gave us money .And other women in the rondavel have us money and candy.We stayed with them and I could see men digging this rectangular hole and I didn’t understand. BECAUSE I WAS YOUNG.

Dad’s aunt told us to follow her and get on our knees by the curtain where there was a coffin. She opened it and I wasn’t scared at all because I liked scary movies or things ,I was curious about what Will be in the coffin. I thought maybe there was a mummy or Vampire inside it as in the movies. When she was done opening it .I saw something that broke my heart into a trillion pieces. Believe me I was so heartbroken and I remembered the way mom was crying. Her eyes were red and swollen .it hurted to see him laying there and he had blood on the nose and on the mouth .Even in the coffin, daddy was still the most handsome man I’ve ever seen .I then did what I should’ve done during the past few days when they told me that he died. I cried, but only one year managed to fall down my cheek .I took the tissue and wiped it. During the day people were sending their condolences to the family and friends. I wasn’t at the tent most of the time because I was busy playing with my cousins. I didn’t even go to the graveyards. I was young and clueless, I didn’t see the need to go there .But as I grew up I wished I was able to get a chance to send my last farewell to him.My father got sick and went to hospital for a few days then later died .Although I didn’t understand the cause of his death and I wont do anything with it because it was God’s will to take our father away from us at a very young age .I also felt sorry for mom because she became a widow at a young age ,even though they were not married but they loved each other unconditionally.

‘Till this day even though I can’t remember him but I still think of him,how he loved us and we were his little Precious angels .And no day passes by without me thinking of him.I say even though dad wasn’t rich but his love was the richest love ever and I swear Nobody could replace his place in our hearts. WE WERE LUCKY TO HAVE A FATHER LIKE HIM