kunji, now you are sleeping. Tomorrow you have school. you love to go school. Teacher said that you are a good girl at school. she doesn't have to worry about you. you draw pictures very nicely. I want to teach you drawing. some days before while I was taking off the skin from the orange wedges to give you, I asked if you give me like this when I am old with shaky hands and white hairs. You did not respond at first. You just stared at me and you told that you didn't want me to become old. I laughed. I love you kunji. I love you a lot. umma.