Nana, I did not know that the last time I covered you with the blood of Jesus in the hospital was the last time I would see you. You told me my hat was getting too small for me and you promised to get me one when you come out of hospital. Now you are gone I guess mummy will have to get it. Thank you for all the coins you used to give me for my piggy bank. I will miss your fried rice and your red rice Nana. Mummy says my handwriting has improved, I was bringing it to show you. Nana, I know you have gone to heaven because you praise God. Bye Nana, look after yourself, rest peacefully, Your own, Isaac