Elizabeth Pooti Ammai is very old. She is 93 years old and she is still active. Sometimes we put out the keyboard for her and she just starts playing a tune. She goes on walking around the house even when is told not to walk. Once, I remember that she came all the way from India to America to visit us! In America, we went to a bakery, one day, and while we were waiting I started playing with her arms. I also told her that her arm was like a swing because it was hanging like a swing and it was moving side to side as I pushed it. Another incident was when I came to India from America for a visit. I went to Pooti Ammai’s house to keep her company and I also fed her something. I don’t remember what it was, but I can think of only three things: Blueberries, Grapes and Raisins. After putting one in her mouth I had to caress her throat to help her swallow.
Now, I am in Oman and I can visit India only twice a year. Anyway, every time I go to India I make sure I spend a lot of time with her. She does forget many people but she never forgets me, my brother and a few of my cousins. She has been the music teacher of my family for about 60 years starting with my Grandmother then my father, my aunts and now us! And, I would also like to say that I am glad to have her as my Great Grand Mother.