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Harry M. Mokeba, Ph.D
 
Tribute to Auntie Mojoko
Every family needs them and they usually find one: a jewel – that special ornament or pearl – something so valuable. That object of exceeding value is described in French as a bijou and can be manifested in humans. 
            For the Mbongo family, Auntie Mojoko was our jewel, our pearl, and our bijou. She was as good as gold. 
            She projected many things that would be endearing to us all: charm and intensity, love and kindness. She was also caring and rewarding, enduring and firm; yet, she was ever so polite and patient.
            No one lets ornaments go away easily. They are supremely priceless. We cherish every moment we have with them and there is pain and piety when someone of Auntie’s stature passes on. Where is our Pearl? What happened to our Jewel?
            She so badly wanted to go “Home.” That Home was not Cameroon, it was Heaven. As a born-again Christian, Auntie was heavenly-minded. She fervently trusted in the Lord through all her ills and will be freed from them all in her heavenly home.
We have this blessed assurance from 1 Thess. 4:16 that
            “The Lord himself will come
            And the dead in Christ will rise.”
That meeting will come up yonder and we will behold our precious Pearl again – standing and rejoicing with the saints in glory!!!
In God’s Loving Care,
            Harry Mbella Mokeba, Ph.D  
            Baton Rouge, La, USA   
Mr. Ntoko Ntube Wilfred
 
TRIBUTE TO LATE
MRS. ANNE MOJOKO MUSONGE,
 ‘‘An individual is as superb as a nation when he/she has the quality which makes a superb nation’’
                      Walt Whitman.
 
Dear Anne Musonge,
        Chance and destiny brought us together in September 1992 as both colleagues and friends at the Provincial Delegation of National Education for the South West, Buea.
          Together we faced the challenge of managing the educational system in the most delicate and critical situation since the creation of the Delegation in 1962, due to the economic crisis that hit Cameroon.
 
          You shuttled between Limbe, your place of residence, and Buea each day, irrespective of prevailing weather conditions, accomplishing your tasks, not out of simple obedience but a willingness to work.
         
          You became the Patroness of the Delegation Women’s Association,occasionally making financial sacrifices. The entire staff of the Delegation referred to you as “Mother”
 
          We addressed each other by our first names, (except in formal settings). My wife and I have not forgotten that invitation to Limbe from you and your husband Peter: agemate, classmate and friend.
 
          Dear Anne,
          On more than two occasions you were seriously threatened at Mutengene for daring to go to work during the teachers- led civil servants strike from December 1993 to early February 1994. You remained unruffled, as you could not imagine me abandoned in the Delegation to face the wrath of the strikes alone.
          Together, inspite of orders from the Teachers’ Association of Cameroon that no examination scripts of the 1993 session should be marked until their legitimate quest for the creation of the GCE Board was met, we succeeded to organize the marking of the Common Entrance and the First School Leaving Certificate Examinations.
 
        Thank you Anne, that we succeeded to bring to an abrupt end the two months Teachers’ strike at a Provincial meeting held at Gov’t Technical High School Kumba on Thursday 3rd February 1994; thus saving the system from the unforeseen.
 
        Thank you for your perfect personal candor, for your sympathetic understanding and our shared commitment to serve this nation, even at risk “Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori” (It is sweet and fitting to die for one’s country) – Horace.
 
        Some others would have demonstrated insolence of office and an overfed sense of importance, considering that your husband was among the top four civil personalities of the province. Not you.
 
        Thank you for being a woman to the height of your breeding, a woman of quality and degree.
 
        We recall all of the above, and are deeply saddened that your candle has burnt out now, Anne.
 
        Yet, if indeed “sleep is beautiful,” then eternal sleep must be eternally beautiful.
 
        May the Lord Almighty, the Giver of life, receive your soul, keep it and grant you perpetual bliss.
 
        Go well, Anne. We are coming.
 
 
                                            Ntoko Ntube Wilfred
                                                  Former Provincial Delegate of
                                                           National Education             
 
Owona Gregoire & Constance
 

TRIBUTE TO LATE MADAM ANNE MOJOKO MUSONGE   

As our General Coordinator of the Circle of Friends of Cameroon, CERAC, you will be remembered as a committed and loyal Servant, with rigor, style and discipline.
Every meeting we had would start and end with prayers for all, Christians, Moslems or whatever denomination; All of us would pray.
This was your secret behind the blessing you have been to your Husband, your children, and the whole family: The Power of A Praying Wife, a Praying Mother, a Praying friend, and a Praying Boss.
Since then, we have kept this tradition in CERAC, as a legacy!
We have shared your suffering during this long period of sickness.
GOD has decided to take you to His side. It is HOME for all Believers and you DID believe in JESUS CHRIST. May your soul rest in perfect PEACE, accompanied by our prayers.
To the Prime Minister, children and grand-children, our deep condolences.

Constance and Gregoire Owona
   Yaounde

Pastor Dorothy Adigwe
 
 
A Call to Glory
Mama you called me your daughter and you meant it. I will always miss the motherly counsel you always gave to help me in life especially during those challenging moments regarding my home. You and Daddy have marked my life and ministry in a very spectacular manner. God used you to push my ministry to greater heights so much so that a lot is being accomplished which would not have been possible without your financial, material and spiritual involvement/support. Heaven has the record of all the thousands of souls saved/ won to the Lord Jesus through our Evangelistic campaigns [crusades, conferences etc.] as a result of your sponsorship. All of these you did in humility and joy.
Truly Mama, you saw the blessed gospel light and I hereby attest to the fact that you and Daddy did your very possible best to share this gospel with your biological children, family members as well as those who crossed your path. What a legacy!!!
I found your love for God so deep and steadfast. As a born-again, Holy Ghost filled and tongue-speaking Christian, you were such a great intercessor who stood in the gap for Daddy, the children and the family at large. You always prayed in fasting for your intercessors, for the body of Christ and for your nation. In you I found a mother in Israel.
Your strong confessions on God’s word, praise and worship to God never ceased or declined throughout your period of illness but rather increased. Indeed you were a woman of unshakable faith! Mama even this sickness and pain did not succeed to separate you from the love of your God. My faith is hereby taken to a higher level than it was when you lived.  Mama without any shadow of doubt you died in the Lord! Mama God was more abundantly able to heal you but He decided to call you home at this time.
I’m fully persuaded that you were more than prepared for your day of passing onto glory because I remember how you called me to your bed-side just a few days prior to your passing away back in the United States and you asked me to join you in prayer. And with our hands joined together I heard and watched you confess your forgiveness for all who had wronged you and you even went as far as mentioning the names of those individuals. Not only did you forgive, but you also asked me to join you in prayer as you pronounced God’s blessings upon those very individuals. After that prayer I could see it coming but I tried in vain to fight because I never wanted you to leave for I thought it was too soon. However, I kept it as our little secret, waiting to give it as a testimony to the glory of God.
I thank God for your salvation; I thank God also for granting me the blessing to have watched you walk the path of Christ that leads to everlasting life through your profession and life style of faith in Christ Jesus.
When I think about your death, all I see is REWARD.    When I think about your death, all I see is CORONATION. When I think about your death, all I see is GLORY. And above all EVERLASTING LIFE awaits you. Mama it’s nice to know you have gone to be with the Lord.
Pastor Dorothy Adigwe.
 
Egbe Monjimbo
 

FAREWELL - IRREPLACEABLE MOTHER OF FAKO WOMEN’S DEVELOPMENT ASSOCIATION (FAWODA)

Since we got the news of the passing away of our Founding President, the entire FAWODA community has been plunged in sadness.  We have tried in our different ways to cope with this explosion but it is difficult.  We are shocked, frozen, we are in a state of disbelief, we are confused.

“Mammie”, “Iya Mojoko”, “the Queen of FAWODA hearts”, “the lady by the lake” are some of the names we called you. You always displayed the poise and regal attitude expected of a lady of your caliber.

FAWODA was born when “Mammie” was spouse of the Prime Minister, Head of Government of Cameroon.  It is an open secret that “FAWODA happened because Mola happened”.  It takes a good and selfless heart for people in such high level positions to think of the less privileged.  Consequently, Mammie did not only entertain guests but kept herself busy by igniting her womenfolk to grow into women of substance and great ambition and into independent women who contribute to the welfare of their families and the nation as a whole.

She lit a flame – FAWODA.

Iya, you were convinced that Fako women have the power to change and bring about change,

You believed that only women can dismantle the barriers to greatness

But, you cautioned that even though change is a necessity it is usually confronted by opposition.

You had a dream to see FAWODA grow, and today, FAWODA is present in all Fako villages and towns and even in the Diaspora.

You wanted to see FAWODA at national and international fora and FAWODA made you proud at the ILO international conference in Turin, Italy and at the U.N. Beijing Plus Five Congress in New York in the year 2000.

Through FAWODA Fako-America gained confidence in some home institutions and have since then been doing a lot for our children.

You had always wanted the gap to be bridged between the urban lady and her rural sister.

You wanted the rural women to be always informed in order to be abreast with developmental issues – hence the gift of FAWODA Radio Bonakanda. Many of your women have grown and many are on the path to develop significantly.  Thank you immensely Mama, because you cared.

Three years ago, at FAWODA’s 10th Anniversary, you reminded us that at 10 a child is ripe for college. You said, and I quote “take your responsibilities!”

 

Since you took ill, we have scored some victories through friends such as CIMENCAM, Ministry of Agriculture and soon, the Ministry of Small and Medium sized Enterprises.  You said Hygiene and sanitation around our towns and villages should be encouraged – hence our partnership with HYSACAM.

Mama, no one who knew you will forget you easily.  It is true life will be difficult for us, but we have no choice.  Therefore we will neither keep long vigils nor drop tears.  For your sake we shall be even more united and work harder to complete your unfinished tasks with FAWODA.

We miss you dreadfully, but your memory lives indelible in our hearts.  Today we are united with your family in grief, tomorrow we shall join them in expressing gratitude to God for your life.

Farewell, dearest mother, and may flights of Angels sing you to your rest.

THE LABOURER’S TASK IS OVER!

 

BECKY LIMUNGA EFFOE

Pioneer National Executive President

Coordinator, Buea Zone

Manager, FAWODA Development Centre.   

  

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