Monyeka

















Endless Love
Family is considered as the smallest unit of our society but among all other unit it has the biggest impact in every individual's life. Though there is no perfect family  they can still prove that they love you and care for you. It seems like sometimes they do not appreciate you but it's just normal because some parents are not that expressive. keep this in mind that a family is the greatest blessing that we can have.


My family is an extended type. We are very close to each other even though others have their own family. We gather every occasion, every month we have a birthday celebrant.  the eldest members of our family support the younger ones in their studies and in anything that we want as long as it is good for us. My family is also strict because my late grandfather was a musician soldier before. We have curfew hours and punishments. But what's more important is how our uncle and aunties specially our grandmother teach us the true meaning of life and how are we going to deal with other people. 



Reflection
Monyeka reveals how a member of the family can sacrifice all she has for the sake of protecting their family. Through good times and bad a family always got your back. And being alone doesn't mean your lonely because there's always a way that can ease your longing or the sadness that  you experience.

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