MY GRANDMA WAS A “SHOTTA”
I toured home a month ago, missed the place a lot and my family and the people. The journey there had more tension than the suspension cables on the golden bridge. chilling stories of recent fatal road accidents had me wish i had two seat belts strapped on. By Gods grace i arrived home safe, the long whiff of fresh country air was a sign of great relief. But wait! the place was dry as hell!! Couldn’t believe it, all the green was replaced by brown! This isn’t Meru i thought.
Now to the photography right? right. The next day after dinner with grandma, and during “catching up”, cameras came up. ” I have something to show you, don’t move” she said. The following is what she brought from her room.
This is a 1970’s Agfa, German made. All or any talent i possess i owe to God and of course my Grandma!! Enjoy the pictures.