Tuesday, July 13, 2010
I had thought that this subject could be ignored here, so I kept quiet about it all along. Then came the thought that my experience over little at this time could be worth documenting. What do I write about? I thought. Then Just to let the world know that it was a memorable time for me and my family. A time we had more fun than ever before. It would be surpring to know that most of the fun we had was driven by our five year old boy. He made my drive around the city in the car while him, his three years old sister and his two cusins blew the vuvuzela. He made me hoot each time we saw a fellow car with the Cameroonian flag. He convinced us to go to the studium, He seduced us to meet the Indomitable Lions of Cameroon and even take pictures with them. He made us to go the fern parks and he thought us how to blow the vuvuzela. Now the cup is gone. What next? It seems like life started all over again.