citation: Mepa, “Interview directrice Famou” La Plume Plus, samedi 20 juin 2009

This post is about my Aunty “Aminata Diallo”. She was the youngest between all my grand mother children and she is my mother youngest sister. Even though she died when I was 8, I still remember the good moments I spent with her. She was like a mother and a best friend to me. Whenever I failed in an exam at school or I got into trouble, she was always there defending me, staying my side and encouraging me to work harder. She was my inspiration source and I always wanted to be like her. The best moment I spent with her was when my little sister was born. I still remember the baptism of my sister, that day my Aunty came early in the morning with many gifts and toys for my little sister. She was so happy when my mom told her that my sister was going to be her namesake. She paid more attention to my sister that day and I was jealous and angry . I isolated myself into my bedroom and I stayed there until the ceremony ended. After the baptism, my aunty went in my bedroom,  I didn’t want to talk to her. She joined me in my bed and she told me that she likes me as much as she do for my sister. I resisted a bit but I ended up melting in tears in her arms, she comforted me and then she sent me to the casino and bought me everything I wanted. That day, I slept at her house as I used to do every Saturdays and Sundays. Unfortunately, she had ‘Asme’ and she died at the age of 31. I couldn’t first believe my mom when she told me that my Aunty was dead. When I later realized that it was true, I was very depressed and I cried a lot that day. I will never forget her, she was like a second mother and a best friend to me. I will always remember her through my sister name.