My loving Papa (Pa Mongwa). You were always working on something. I remember one of your books "My child as you leave home". This is one of the best books I ever read. You lived a very selfless life educating not only your own, but also ensuring others benefited from from your wisdom and knowledge. You never stopped working. You were a true pillar in the community. Surely, God must have seen how tired you are and whispered "Come with me my child". Suddenly a beautiful heart stops beating. God broke our hearts to prove to us that he only takes the best, and we comforted knowing that you are in a better play. You will forever live in our hearts.
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