Looking at all of you, and closing my eyes, I can already picture the spirit of my grandma Helene in our village Joal. She was always surrounded by joyful people so kind and so friendly. She was known for her magic cooking pans. She was always grateful to the spirit of the sea for protecting the fishermen.
- Oh mama Helene, I love you so much.
Your turn, citizen of the World, close your eyes, take a big breath, and get through the gate underneath; you might probably land in my childhood golden scenery.
Looking through the window of my mission apartment, I miss you so much all of you my dear beloved. Tomorrow, Thanksgiving day,I will head to Ocean-beach, and dance through the sorrows of my tears. I hope that the spirit of the sea will always protect you in the village.
Jerejef, thank you very much and Happy Thanksgiving
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