I am glad and happy that I am given this opportunity to express my feelings, I have been always waiting for this moment to come where by I will tell my story. I lost both my parents at a very young age, my mom passed on in May 1998 and my dad in December 2000. I was only a year and 3 years when I lost both my parents, tragedy. I was born and raised for 3 years in Zambia, that’s where my mom is coming from . I relocated to Namibia when my dad passed away. My mom was a Zambian and my dad was a Namibian. My unforgettable dark days started the moment I relocated from Zambia to Namibia. To come stay with my Grandmother from my dad’s side.
This is based on a true story, actually my story 😭. Life hasn’t been easy since the passing of my parents. My mom passed on when I was 9 months old and my dad when I was 3 years old, tragedy right. Since from there , most of the things have not been easy, I cry night and day questioning myself why all this had happened and still happening. I still feel like I am still in the dark but hoping for the best/light in future.
This is based on a true story, actually on my story.Growing up , a young lady lost both parents at a very young age, she was raised by her grandmother, which did not pass off as an easy task, due to having been mistreated by her aunties , unfortunately her grandmother could not say nor do anything due to old age,but this shattered her heart into pieces,subsequently. She would go to bed crying night and day because of everything she was going through. At a later stage in life,she relocated from her grandmother to her father’s first cousin . There were a lot of quarrels going on at the time, because of the fortune that her father left . Which is why everyone wanted to stay with her so they get pension money on her behalf and eat it alone .Moreover, at times she became a cattle header at the age of 5/6 . She was also bullied by her mates as they were told not to feel any compassion towards her, because she was an orphan perceived to be able to bring nothing to the table. When she got sick she used to be laid in the traditional shower. They did not care if she would die or got worse but she believed that both her parents and God used to watch over her daily till to-date . Though a lot is still happening but her faith in god is more powerful than anything, as we speak now her life has been changing for the better,I am living testimony because the story portrayed here is mine.