One of the few pictures I have of Ouma and Kuku in the same frame. My parents died while I was 5 and this is not a how I became a survivor of travesty thread. This is a how I got lucky thread.
Born in 1995. Turned 6 in grade 1, year 2001 and Ma had a baby girl in the hospital the same year and she came home in a casket (Ma not Talia) Talia is heading to tertiary. So basically baby sis got very little time of exposure.
I've always been Kuku's baby though. Kuku Gwaandaafi used to be a teacher so she was the reason I could read at the age of 4. Beginning of my grade 3 I was shipped off to a hostel in the rocky mountains of Usakos and I still think it's coz kuku constantly confused me for Ma
Who by the way is my namesake. I'm Magano Tonateni Iitula and She's Magano Tonateni Iilonga. When Kuku gets mad she calls me Mwayeka. That's Ma
No one is gonna read this far anyway so I'm creating a diary at this point. 

. So grade 3 shipping off and that's where I met Ouma. I was taken by my aunt who loved my mom so much she took me as her own but didn't have the resources to keep me hence the boarding school.



Ouma saw me once and decided I was hers. I stayed at her place for weeks coz there was no space in the hostel and it turns out her eldest daughter just thought I was too tiny to go into the hostel on my own. That daughter of hers I now call ti-ma and that's why Ouma is Ouma
Ouma is Damara. Kuku is Wambo. She and Kuku have such a great relationship they are learning languages from each other. I got my first specs from Ouma in 2006 coz my vision is trash. I was on Ouma's medical aid till last year you guys. 

Imagine.



Because of the little kid that belonged to no one, There is a complete family that didn't know they belonged together. I couldn't have asked for a better family. I speak Damara, Wambo, Otjiherero, messed up Afrikaans and German and my English is not bad.
Also.....damn! Ya'll really read this far back? 

Thank you



