Henry…
…I remember: What it’s like to eat fresh peas straight from their pods in the garden; How to prune my tomato plants for a bumper crop; How to feed my chilli plants with home-brewed, liquid, chook manure; How to tie up heavy, fruit-laden branches with an old stocking; How to prune the roses and the lemon tree. I remember: How to cook and prepare a lobster; How to select the freshest fish; How to brown the onions, sear the meat and prime my pot for potjiekos; How to thinly slice home-made biltong into lekker morsels; How to make curry paste and masala; and The secret of your pickle fish recipe. I remember : How to make a hinge; How to set a rivet; How to change the belt on my sewing machine; How to carve things out of wood; How to change a tyre and check the oil and water in a car; Which bait and lure to use to catch the right fish; What every tool in your old, toolbox can be used for. I remember: To be warm and generous to people; To respect and learn from the difference between me and others; To respect animals and the environment and be grateful for what they provide; To treasure and look after the people I love; To make the best out of what we’ve got; and To live for today but crave for tomorrow. I remember: How to sing like my heart was breaking; To dance like the world was clapping along to every beat; To learn as much as I can at every opportunity; To stand up for the values, principles and people I believe in; To be true to myself; How to breathe… …and …you! © 2012 Lenni Morkel-Kingsbury
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