I was very very close to my maternal grandpa. He died while I was sitting my KACE, Form six, and was to be buried on a Saturday. That Monday I was supposed to sit my maths exam but on the Saturday I decided to visit grandpa since maths doesn't need a lot of revising.
I found them burying him. I remember being confused as everyone scattered.
Up to today there are people in my family who think I can speak with the dead. The other day a drunk i a Ndeiya pub called me a 'murogi'.
Oooooh, and I aced an A in the maths exam...............................