Letter From The President: Missing Hawa

Countrymen and women, loyalists and opponents, as you are aware, I have taken the 50th independence celebrations international. I have been to our former colonial masters to see the Queen and, oh, what a good time I had with her at the Buckingham Palace. We even decided to relive colonialism a bit by signing a ten-year development plan. The very people we threw out half a century ago are helping us to plot a path for our nation’s development. Oh, what a world.

I am writing this letter from Portugal, where, sincerely speaking, I am not having a good time at all. The language is a big barrier, there aren’t many of my citizens here to cheer me up and it seems that the business executives here have no intention whatsoever of coming to Sikaman to invest.

Portugal has gotten me homesick and I can’t wait to get out of here. In my boredom, I decided to call home and find out what was happening ‘behind my back’, only to be greeted with the shocking news of the death of Auntie Hawa. I loved that woman. I saw her briefly when I was in London. She wasn’t very well but she was hale and hearty. I have really been saddened by the news of her passing and it has made me even more morose. But I am looking at the bright side of things – as usual.

Countrymen and women, loyalists and opponents, as you are aware, I have taken the 50th independence celebrations international. I have been to our former colonial masters to see the Queen and, oh, what a good time I had with her at the Buckingham Palace. We even decided to relive colonialism a bit by signing a ten-year development plan. The very people we threw out half a century ago are helping us to plot a path for our nation’s development. Oh, what a world.

I am writing this letter from Portugal, where, sincerely speaking, I am not having a good time at all. The language is a big barrier, there aren’t many of my citizens here to cheer me up and it seems that the business executives here have no intention whatsoever of coming to Sikaman to invest.

Portugal has gotten me homesick and I can’t wait to get out of here. In my boredom, I decided to call home and find out what was happening ‘behind my back’, only to be greeted with the shocking news of the death of Auntie Hawa. I loved that woman. I saw her briefly when I was in London. She wasn’t very well but she was hale and hearty. I have really been saddened by the news of her passing and it has made me even more morose. But I am looking at the bright side of things – as usual.