My daddy Nkosalla I am eternally grateful for going through my first years of childhood In your home. You opened your doors to my brother and I and gave us our first educational background. I remember crying every morning while we got ready to go to nursery school but your comforting techniques of asking your baby kesh to come “bough” the eyes and give “sugar” always worked. We will forever miss u

I still remember one of my favorite moments spent in kumba with Uncle Lawrence. I am certain I wasn’t more than 6 years old i remembered how in the evening we all were in the parlor and he carried me on his lap and played his accordion. It is said that as time passes you don’t exactly remember how something happened but you remember how you felt and though this moment is blur in my mind i remember how happy and joyful i felt this is honestly one of my best moments amongst all my holidays soent in kumba he welcome me as a daughter and each time I remember that moment I am happy and blessed I had such a great Uncle.