DAD
thirteen months on after his death
am still wondering and figuring out how
I would best descibe the old man.
apart from being that fantstic bloke
who was obssesed with education.
he preached the tony blair words of education, education, education as the key to our lives and independence as children with an african background.
he grew in the error were independence for africa and the likes of martin luther were the house hold names, to them young black intelectuals in universities , young govermnents and colleges were they were literally God chosen to be apart of the Matriculation
he was a born writer with the sheakspear standard of engilsh in the macbeth
hes handwriting was italic very neat and clear
he always wrote out daily plans , payments
his own commentary on the news of the particular day
he almost started his days by listening to these programmes
he was not concerned about the weather
he had a collection of books and various versions of the bible including the latin
but for some reason I tended to believe I knew more about God than he did.
then i spent some time aquainting myself to the word
i realised that what appeared to be his nornmal spoken vocabulary and wisdom was actually a collection of various parts of the bible.
amazingly i now reflect and realise that his got a massive legacy of which am a part.
he was the first educated guy from his village and now we are all THERE and yet he spent all his life and time hovering his brothers and cousins and their children to schools and colleges and universities almost tagging their legs to the books and wooden stools!!
I wondered why he was so adamant about travelling and being in the know how,.he always surrounded himself by people and he taught 24 hours 7 days a week.
A minster, a diplomat, a member of parliament and most off all ,the guy who loved to know what the ordinary man was thinking and upto and i think he felt so at home with just the guy on the street
i was always buffled at how this man who reads and reads and reads endlesslely found peace with those who were not as knowledgeable as him.
then iam slowly learning that what I have learnt I have to do my best to share with humanity.
"when things are not going your way listen to that caring voice inside saying i told you for its only then youll know which was the spirit of God,and follow it for your future"
peter chanda
aka pc
thanks daddy
keep on watching..........
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