Farewelling Taitai
Last Thursday we buried a man responsible for all the good/fun childhood memories we (siblings and cousins) have in at least the first decade of our lives. He was fun! We called him Taitai (grandfather in Naitasiri) and he was my mother's uncle - married to our grandfather's sister also our grandfather's cousin. He took people in from all races and relatives from different generations have at least one point of their lives came to stay at their house, back in the day when not everyone had a place in Suva yet and people would come from all over to Suva in search for a "better life." I am sure people had other options of where to stay at but for some reason his house was always the people's choice and that spoke a lot about his character. His generosity. As an adult now and looking back, I'm pretty sure he wasn't earning a million bucks but man that 2-bedroom caretaker's house in Wailada FELT like a million bucks! I also learnt much later in life...