The big day did not pass me by without ruffling my erstwhile nonchalant attitude towards all the hullabaloo and toxic capitalism that accompanies it. I experienced a mild heart attack when my niece sent me a text message “Hey Uncle, Happy Valentines, I love you”. Luckily for me, I was still in bed and with minimal risk of fainting in the bathroom and falling into dirty bath water and probably drowning on Valentine’s Day. I was an avid storybook reader, of course with some persuasion from Wa Hellen hovering above me with a big stick. So this day, my classmate Sue borrowed my storybook, I didn’t know her as an enthusiastic reader but I obliged.

Source: Daily Nation March 04, 2019 15:56 UTC