Feed The Birds

Tua, my wife, feeding the animals at home

My maternal grandmother, Maji, was the most amazing woman I have ever met. If you heard the fascinating story of her life, you would agree that she was indeed remarkable. One of my fondest memories of her, was her ability to connect with animals. Every morning she would go the back of the house with a handful of crumbs and call out ‘ ah, ah, ah ( come, come, come)’ and out of nowhere these wild birds would appear and literally eat from her hand. So I asked her out of a little boys curiosity ‘ Maji, tell me why you feed these birds every morning” and she replied with most beautiful explanation that made sense to only a little one like me.

“When you die, God turns you into a bird, free to go wherever you want to. But you choose to stay near your loved ones always watching over them. That’s why every morning I feed all of them, never knowing who is who. That way I say good morning to all of them ”