ANNE MOJOKO MUSONGE

                                                     I Will Not Cry Again©

I will not cry again,

Oh no, I will not weep as if without faith,

But to God, family and Country, always true; 

For that was what you espoused and championed, 

That was how you lived in love and died; 

I will not cry again.

I will not shed any more tears,

Your work is done, 

The race is won,

The victory, from life to life everlasting; 

Fare thee well my dear Aunty Mojoko,

I will not shed any more tears.

But how we miss you already, 

The wisdom of your mind uncorrupted,

The generosity of a heart always giving with love; 

The eloquent exhortation of your silence, 

The profound beauty of your humility;

Oh how we miss you already.

You were a mother par excellence,

A dear friend and a suitable helper, 

A dedicated preceptor and teacher; 

Every woman a mentor and role model, 

Dear and cherished, my Aunty Mojoko; 

Mola Mafany’s sweet heart and wife

Look how far we have come because we believe, 

Look how far we can go because we still believe; 

Look at all who listened when you advised,

Look at those who went because you led; 

Look from the bosom of the Almighty,

Oh look how we miss you already.

But I will not cry again, 

I will not weep or shed a meaningless tear,

But this last droplet, permit me to shed, 

And my good bye, make meaningful; 

Fare thee well my Aunty Mojoko, 

Yondo suelele

                                                                      By Isoke MBONGO MBONGO

We remember how you kept Egbe with you all those years while she was in university and married her off like she was your own daughter …

We remember how you and Uncle Mafany gave Didi her first working experience and provided the orientation she needed to lead to the profession in which she shines today…

Even today, we remember how grief-stricken you were when Acha tragically passed on…

And we remember how you offered Ebob her first gold necklace, shaped her career, gave her advice and were just there for her…

Aunty, mentor, counselor and friend, rest from your labours!

Ebob MBIWAN TANYI, Didi MBIWAN NDANDO, and Egbe MBIWAN MONJIMBO.

                                 LIMUNGA TO MOJOKO - LIFE'S COINCIDENCES  

Dear Mojoko,
We were among the select few girls from “Southern Cameroons” who had the talent and the good fortune of making it through the rigours of the highly selective process of admission into secondary schools in Nigeria in the 1950s. Admission in those good old days was reserved for the “brightest and the best.” Etondi and I went to Queen’s School, Enugu, while you and Enanga Lyonga followed some two years later to Union Secondary School in Ibiaku. Some time in 1959, as part of an exchange programme between secondary schools, you came with other Ibiaku girls to Queen’s Enugu and we shared the same dormitory. As it turned out, and following your brilliant performance at the West African School Certificate examination, you came to Queen’s Enugu to do the sixth form.

Little doubt therefore, that having gone through the same mould in our formative years, we shared the same values that impacted our lives – excellence, modesty, truth and the fear of the Lord.

After capturing the “golden fleece” through university in record time, we returned home to make our contribution to the development of the motherland. Then marriage to men who had been very close during their time in Sasse College, and our professional careers made us again pioneers among the few Anglophones whom fate took to Yaounde in the early 1970s. The closeness of our relationships in what seemed then like a wilderness was legendary. Then it turned out again that your second child, Isoke, was born on my birthday in 1972 and my second child, Christine, was born on your birthday in 1973. Was this mere coincidence or some cosmic bond?

We are not many Wakpe’s of your calibre. So when one of us is snatched away so prematurely, as has happened with you, we are always tempted to question the Almighty for His decision. But hard as it is, the Good Book teaches us to "give thanks to Him in all things."

So Etondi, Ngowo, Embelle and your goddaughter, Christine, join me to thank the Lord for your life, and pray that He grants you eternal rest in His heavenly kingdom. Greet Zac, Eling’a Jeme, Ngomba Eko, Ekema Naka and the others on that side of the river.

Limunga l’Effange épse Njeuma