Peter Kalangu Balesa Baluluma -

The crowd went silent. No one had ever seen such a record.

Peter looked up. “I am where I am needed,” he replied. And he returned to his listening—because he knew that every quarrel, every kindness, every forgotten promise was just another story waiting to be remembered. Peter Kalangu Balesa Baluluma

The Chisenga elder, eyes wet, nodded. “And I remember Uncle Boniface. He would be ashamed of us.” The crowd went silent