CHAPTER 2
REMEMBRANCE OF CHRISTMAS
During the Christmas season, one of the traditions in Ghana
It was
Christmas Eve and my elder brother, Clarence and I decided to climb a tall tree
to cut down a few posts to build our little Christmas house. While my tall and on the way to becoming fat
brother climbed the tree I stood at the bottom of the tree to point out which
of the best limbs to cut. Suddenly I
heard a loud “crack.” Then before my horrified eyes, Clarence came crashing
down from the tree landing on a pointed tree stump with a loud “thump”. That then punctured his right thigh.
Bravely he
held on to his thigh and told me not to cry. Quickly he ripped his shirt off
and told me to tie a tourniquet above the wound. How that taught came to him, I
would never know. I scampered home
screaming for help. What a courageous
big brother Clarence was. Lucky for us my parents were home, they rushed him to
the Hospital. “Oh! For the love of
parents what would kids do?”
I remember Christmas.
Note on art first painting Daughter ent Heavy, I did to
replace Brother ent heavy, which I sold.
I also sold Children of the world. Art ‘O’ holy night, is for sale you may
contact me or view same on Saatchiart.com
Rowan Abbensetts
Folk incognito Blog Master
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