After spending an hour in our school ground, we felt we needed to visit Ballong’s grave. I went with the girls. The boys went on their own. We find it more comfortable to visit him first before we enjoy the rest of the day.
I don’t know how to behave. Am I going to smile or frown? It was a happy day. In our sincerest, we offered him a prayer and had a toast.
How often do you visit the grave of a friend?