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Martin Musungu

Martin Musungu

Dear Man Giddy, I write this with a lot of sorrow in my heart, a bitter cry. A cry of pain laced by strain, A cry of loss, A loss that has no recovery. Only if you were to come back Man Giddy, Its just last month that we reopened the school together, And you looked cooler than before, The moments you didn't want us to go home with the vehicle, The moments you always told me tuache gari tutembee, And we mostly walked all the way home,with a lot of stories,deeper than you had shared with me before. Little did i know it was the last walk. That moment when we met at the hospital first,and you joked that it was funny for us to be there at ago, That last Friday you had early lunch and requested to go home,so it was the last!!!! Gideon you've left me in surprise,knowing not what to tell the staff-that which you guarded as a father. Now you've gone,why? why? Why didn't you prepare us early?? What do i tell Tr. Mike when he recovers,resumes duty and finds that you are no more???? If only you could wake up and sign out properly,if and if only you could have given us a proper bye!!! It's hard to believe that we wont see you anymore. Rest in eternal peace Man Giddy,we miss you great.

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