Grandpa, grandpa,called lydia, he is always like this when ever his telling this particular story, as in lost he forgets his surroundings as usual. He picked her up and continued to tell his story. Only a few in our present day are blessed with that elemental power but the corruption is still there and we are trying to hold on until we can find our saviour. '' Grandpa will our saviour be a man or a ladyman '' ? Laughing he said '' honey it is called a woman and we dont know for sure.
Lydia was the granddaughter of smith, her fatherwho was the the chief of the village was on a trip to one of the towns in mawa, her mother had just ended the meeting with the towns subchief, Lydia ran to hug her mother out of excitement. Matter picked her with joy and and took her home. On their way home Matter met some of her friends and decided to put Lydia in the ground while she spoke to them,Lydia was already three year-old she could run around and make small phrase.