The Beast is taking me home to bid farewell to my mom (Grandma), the woman who would sit with me around the fire, telling me stories about her childhood. She would take me to the field to look after our livestock, and she taught me how to hunt alongside my grandfather. I could talk about her day and night. Mama will be laid to rest in Warmquelle (Otjiwarongo tja Hamuheke), our ancestral land. Suva mohange mama ποΈ


