NO NAME BLOG

"The time has come, the Walrus said
To speak of many things …" (Lewis Carrol)
And today I want to 'speak' to you about my granddaughter, the originator of this blog! She was born to be an organizer and leader, and to prove this, I will have to give you some details about her life. When she was about three years old she was too young to accompany her parents on a walking trail and she visited us for a while. At that time my Mother was staying with us and Maria became very fond of her great-grandmother who was born about 90 years before Maria. My mother was regarded as a very difficult old lady by most of her children and by all her grandchildren and great-grandchildren, but of course Maria did not know this. She was very punctilious about addressing my Mother as Great-grandmother and would approach her saying: "Great-grandmother, you are not feeling well, I must give you an injection", and in spite of any protests from my Mother that she was feeling very well, Maria would just reply "No, Great-grandmother, you are ill" she would go ahead with the ritual of 'cleaning' the upper arm, injecting with a small brass pestle we have, rubbing the 'wound' again and saying: "You will soon feel better!" A few years later we were living in Pretoria, as were the parents of Maria and she was in a nursery school and we sometimes had to fetch her at lunch time and while we were driving away, the children would shout "Maria, whose turn is it at the swings?" and she would shout back a string of names in the order of the use of the swings!

When she was at high school, she was a member of a youth organization and she attended quite a number of camps held on a farm near Brits and we had to fetch her once or twice and there we found that the had earned the nick name of "Bek" (Large Mouth). When her parents moved to Marloth Park, she was at school in Polokwane and did not want to join them at once, but in the second quarter of her second last year she relented and joined them, only to be chosen as deputy head girl the next year and I felt like ringing the head master to warn him that they had made a terrible mistake as Maria was probably going to tell him how to run his school!
After school she joined the family business of running a lodge and now she is the manager, not only of the lodge, but of all of us living here, and that is why I started writing "something for the blog", she simply instructed me to do it!

Keep up the good work, Maria.

Oupa