Where is my tickey?

"Where is my tickey?" A journey through my youth.

Life is good to me... I am a child of Namibia.
And I know everything...
Why there is nothing holy about the tap water of Okahandja.
Why Marinette and I had to turn back.
The Ancient Sun had to die.
Bushmen trek when it rains in the desert.
It is better to pass away than to die.
There is too little god.
Why there are still kudu left in Namibia.
A little dust was raised on the moon.
My year in the defence force was a good one.
Why I buy only the softest double-layered white toilet paper and not eat
apricot jam
Where to find that little secret hole…

What I did not know and only realised when I was almost fifty years old,
is that we were poor.