(Leaflet)- Jean-Paul D’Almeida is no more. The actor succumbed to his accident on the day of the celebration of the Grand Magal of Touba. The collection of the body is scheduled for tomorrow at 11 a.m. at the Uganda Martyr Church, followed by burial in the Saint Lazard cemetery. But, since the announcement of his death, testimonies have been coming from everywhere, some more touching than others. The key words kindness, humility, professional, hardworking.
The last one that reached people’s hearts was undoubtedly that of his sister Cathy D’Almeida who recounts the last moments with her brother. A chilling story that we are publishing in full. “I saw people suffering, I consoled some, for others I couldn’t, but I couldn’t feel their pain. Today, I feel this pain, I discovered it, I knew it. I no longer feel my feet and my hands, it’s as if my heart is so light that it’s going to fall. I can’t stand for long, I can’t sit for long.
Finally they call me, I can see it, I enter the resuscitation room with my heart beating so hard. It is not possible. I see my brother, my twin, my other half, the one who calls me darling or babe. He’s lying down, he can’t breathe, he wants to tell me something, I shush him, he shouldn’t make any effort. He insists and says to me: “You know that I love you? »
Me: Yes, I love you too.
Me: They’re going to take good care of you here, okay?
Him: He gives me a little smile, turns his head from left to right, then looks the other way for a moment. He turns around and says to me: “Are you going to manage? »
I tell him yes, he repeats: “Is it sure? will you be able to manage? »
I tell him yes to get rid of this conversation, because I don’t want him to talk a lot.
Then he said to me: “Tell them to forgive me. »
I didn’t quite understand, I lowered my ears to his mouth so that he could repeat, he said to me: “Wakh lene niom nieup niou bale ma akk boubakh.” »
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