Memoirs of my Father

My father was a  hardworking strict man who did not entertain nonsense but was loving at the same time.

We had a poultry farm and he taught me to work when I was 11, he used to say work hard Rachael so no one will underlook you.

He gave me the confidence to work hard, he taught me that in this life there is nothing for free. He loved us, he worked very hard for the family.

I learned from him that whatever small things I possess, as long as they are mine, my heart is rich.

He taught me never to be greedy with food, money, and anything that will get the monster out of me.

He was the best father I have ever had. He died when I was 22. May his soul continue to rest in peace💔.

Zalwango Rachael
Uganda

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