WON­DER­FUL MEM­O­RIES

YOU (South Africa) - - YOU SAY -

Writ­ing your au­to­bi­og­ra­phy is a lot of fun but, oh dear, it does make you miss your par­ents a lot!

One of my fondest mem­o­ries of my mom is from one night at home in Uiten­hage, Eastern Cape, when I was a young teenager. All four of us kid­dies had to go to bed at 8pm, like it or not! One night (at about 7.50pm) my mom told me to fetch my knit­ting. We never ar­gued with her, oh no, and so off I went, a bit mys­ti­fied.

When ev­ery­one else was in bed she told me to sit down with her next to the ra­dio and she switched it on and tuned in to Spring­bok Ra­dio. At 8pm a won­der­ful play came on.

We sat knit­ting and lis­ten­ing in a com­fort­ing, lov­ing at­mos­phere un­til the play ended. I was given a kiss and a hug, and af­ter many a “thank you, Mom” from me I went off to bed hav­ing spent one of the best nights of my life.

Some­times it re­ally is the small things in life we re­mem­ber and cher­ish! MARIE DIXON, EMAIL

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