Clueless Grandma
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Way back in Africa while my grandmother was still alive, she would sometimes forget who we were - her children and grandchildren. We didn't know of such a thing as Alzheimer's disease so we didn't really know what was wrong with her. We thought it was just old age which in some ways it is, but we were clueless of the whole thing and so was she.

by Uzoamaka Ekwuribe

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