SakerPride - "Telling the Saker Story & MORE"
LIFE IN SAKER OVER THE YEARS!!
WHAT HAS CHANGED?
WHAT HAS STAYED THE SAME?
EVENTS / PRACTICES / TRADITIONS
A SET OF EMAILS THAT SHED SOME LIGHT ON WHAT THINGS WERE LIKE IN MY DAY!!
Date: Fri, 23 Jul 2010 09:13:23 -0400
Subject: RE: [exsa_usa] A FORM ONE GIRL'S PRAYERS! (FOLLOW-UP)!
God get your banja in deh Hollow of His Hand, Sister Dora! It shall not “pafukah and quench”! Wey Houston dey wait you – in just 2 weeks?? NO WAY!!
Anike, garri be dey for dat pantry or not? And, if it is not too much “pocknose-ing”, you be add any “particulars” inside – as in coconut or “grahnut”?
As for Annie and e sister Aza, when dem complete school start work typist for P & T, dem go back mah transport wey ah pay go market dis sharp morning just for buy their carko! (Dis pikin dem! Dem sabi hambock! Ah! See as man dey sweat! No makala banana and pepper (inside cement paper or “ngongo” leaf) for dem today!)
AZA-A! AZA-A! You dey answer who sey “YE-ES”? Answer “YES, MA” before ah talk make Barnabas go bring me cane! NONSENSE!!! “YE-ES”? Hmmmm! Yah foot neva even near da Saker Gate; you don start membah!
Take’am! Give Annie e own then you divide de rest wit your friend dem. Ah no wan hear fight for backside dey! Keep de ohdah small one for cupboard; na dat one - and de “buttah scotch” you go take go “ORIENTATION COURSE” when September reach! Keep de titi-pail for your room.
Now, Annie! Nah your own carko dis! Why you go add Maggi for your list wey ah be don already buy some? As ah chop njangi last Sunday, e mean say all de money must finish onley dis very week? Keep de pad for your valise. You go take one pan and one cup go for September. We go leff de ohdah one dem for house here. If de first one dem loss, then when wuna get outing, you go cam take’am; or ah fit take’am go Church give’am for you for line as wuna dey ready for go back for school. (In that “2 shades of green with a collar” Sunday Uniform – or the light blue one with 2 white buttons around the neck), your scalp itching like crazy under that headtie!!! A LOBA LAM!) Na peanut buttah too dis for your Zézé – and pepper as wey you ovah like pepper!
LAUGH SOTEY YAH BANJA BROKE!!
We go buy books and de remaining things dem for wuna list different day. Ah don tire me! Ah reach for front door here before ah realize sey ah forget for grind de egusi wey ah buy. SUFFER OH!
So, ah dey cam! Make ah go for Mammy Martha go beg e MOULINEX. Ah wan cam back wuna don start pick da beans (as in, moof all duhty for inside). Make ah try see one weevil or stone inside! Wuna go know who born wuna!
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND Y’ALL!
Egbe Mbiwan Monjimbo
P.S Must give a shout out to the DC DIVAS as they prepare for tomorrow’s wake at Sally’s – in their KABAs!!! Way to go, DIVAS!
From: Egbe Monjimbo
Subject: [exsa_usa] A FORM ONE GIRL'S PRAYERS!
To: EX-SakerUSA@ yahoogroups. com
Date: Thursday, July 22, 2010, 3:41 PM
CAN YOU RELATE? Life may have been “tough” back then, but I cannot THANK GOD enough for the experiences and the lessons learned!
Egbe Mbiwan Monjimbo
1. PRECIOUS FATHER! You filled the jars in Cana with wine; I am not asking for that level of a miracle oh! PLEASE just fill our SALZMAN DORMITORY Jerry Cans with plain water, as I forgot to fill them me, and Sister Peggy, the DRINKING GARRI addict will crucify me!
2. Dear Lord, may my bucket be skipped when Sister “Mbaluck” steps out to “cut water”. Please don't let me go 2 days in a row, having to make do with a quantity of H20 that could barely fill a Bournvita ngong-ngong!
3. Please, let my remaining toothpaste last till Midterm and may my “krumejang” sans confiances (aka "2 rope") not give way again when I’m running with my soap dish to the annex! (Woosai ah go light fire, put knife on top,take'am gum de slippahs back togehdah nah, Biko nu?
4. Lord, do not let my fear of GOGOs from “The Valley” or King House Annex cause me to have that "nocturnal accident" that will result in me having to “sun” my SOAKED mattress on “the lawn”.
5. May I not forget to bring the Towel Rack in again!
6. Do send out the moonlight tonight Father, so that when Sister Enowmbi inspects her “CLARKS”, she will finally actually see her reflection on them as she has always wanted! Please also help my dulong not to get get caught when she “branches” on Sunday to try and find this same Sister Enowmbi’s EXACT spoon which I lost when it was my turn to “work” for her.
7. Merciful Lord, here comes Sister Gertrude asking people to “fill her bowl”! Please make my Visitor’s Sunday garri and sugar invisible, should she get desperate enough to search my trunk!
8. Gracious Father, I will scrape my own dandruff and oil my scalp me seff-seff; Just help me find a plaiting partner for tomorrow only, who knows how to plait “bakala” because the plaiting thread I have left no go even correct for “hold mah head drum” oh!
9. I strongly suspect that the “Blue”, OMO and bleach I see sister Grace using are my own which disappeared a while ago. Please tell me if I should confront her!
10. Lord, I have complained a lot, and forgotten to “count my many blessings”. Please forgive me and accept my sincere gratitude for all the things- especially the Shortcake Biscuit and Corned Beef - that you’ve blessed me with. Help me not to grumble when all the “beggy-beggies” come a-begging! (I know you don't like it when my answer to someone asking "ah beg for small pepper yah?" is "PEPPER DON FINISH FOR VICTORIA MARKET??!") AMEN!!
INTER HOUSE COMPETITION
MIDTERM (To go for …)
OUTING (11th February/20th May – CENTENARY STADIUM; COMMUNITY FIELD)
INSPECTION (Nails, Uniform)
PICNIC TO SOKOLO (In Ngongoro)
DEVOTIONS (MORNING/EVENING) “TILL MORNING LIGHTS APPEAR”
IN DINING HALL:
>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONG;
>“BON APPÉTIT”/"BONNE CHANCE"; (From Baba)
> PRAYER: “For the food we are about to eat …”
"CLANDO" BIRTHDAY PARTY IN THE DORM AFTER SIESTA
ORIENTATION COURSE (BINDER-MOLULU)
PLOTS DAY (Thursday Afternoons)
> The MUSINGA DRAMA GROUP
>The EFIK CHOIR
TO SERVE TILL A SISTER GRADUATES
TO PICK (A) PIN
TO “GO UP” (FOR PREP)
TO DIG A DITCH
TO WORK PUNISHMENT
TO BE DRIVEN FOR SCHOOL FEES
TO CALL SOMEONE’S NAME
TO BE “A TYPE”
TO BE “PIRI”
TO “FOLLOW BOYS”
TO BE OVER EXPE(RIENCED)
TO SUN ONE’S MATRESS
TO CROWN SOMEONE OR BE CROWNED
TO HAVE CHOPPED PHALANGES
TO “EUTICHY” (To “oversleep” like Eutychus in the book of Acts)
TO JAR (AFTER LIGHTS OUT)
TO CUT SOMEONE'S WATER
TO DRAIN GARRI (on the lawn)
TO DRY CLEAN
TO WORK FOR A SISTER
TO WRITE LINES (ON FOOL’S CAP PAPER)
TO GO TO “BAY” (SALOON)
TO UN-PICK (In Sewing/Needlework Class)
TO SEE A GO-GO
SUNDAY SHOES (White/Florida?)
A NAME TAG (In Blue Sack)
MARKS & SPENCER UNDERWEAR
PIERRE ET SEYDOU
GOOD NEWS FOR MODERN MAN
INTRODUCTION TO CHEMISTRY
COOKING IS FUN
SONG BOOKS (The Blue & The Pink)
HIGH FEVER (Cerebral Malaria)
KONGO (KONGO BREAD, CRAMPS, PADS )
THE COOKERY LAB
THE PHYSICS/CHEMISTRY LAB
THE SEWING ROOM (with Ma Ngongi)
THE SICK BAY
THE BOX ROOM
A HOUSE (KING, ARMSTRONG, WITT)
MBINGO BAPTIST HOSPITAL
MIZPAH (Baptist Church)
UNDER THE TREE
THE WORKSHOP (with Mr. Fawoh/Bawe)
A KITCHEN GIRL
A COOKERY GIRL
A HOUSE MOTHER
A (RUDE/BOLD) FOX
A PREFECT (Music, Time, Dining Hall, Religion, Keys, Social, Health, Works, Sports, Library)
A CLASS PREFECT
A DORM HEAD
A HOUSE CAPTAIN
A FLOOR MEMBER
A TORCH (Flash Light)
A WRITING PAD
A TITI PAIL
A SOAP DISH
AN IRON BRUSH
A TOWEL RACK
A VANITY CASE
A TENT (Made of bed sheets and/or "wrappers"; tied around a bed to study in after lights out.)
A PALAVA LETTER
PASS-PASS; TROWAY; BAKALA; PACKING; BIGIDI
FOLLOW-ME; FACE CAP
A STRETCHING COMB, AFRO COMB, PLAITING THREAD,
HAIR OIL (Dax, Ultra Sheen, Sulphur 8, Clarissa)
PLAITING PARTNER/PLAITING DAY
CABIN (BISCUIT); DRINKING GARRI (Fill my bowl); ZÉZÉ; BUTTER SCOTCH
JOLLOH-JOLLOH; BOP-BOP & BAP (Puff-Puff & Pap); ONE BITE (Unripe Mango)
“BONANJERI" (A baguette/French Bread brought in for breakfast by a "BOULANGERIE" van)
BANGA SCHOOL; BLOCKADE; EFIK BREAD
CLEMATIS, BLUE BAND, PEANUT BUTTER, SARDINE, PEPPER, MAGGI,
A (Saker) RAT: A Sakerette
A (Saker) CAT: A Sakerette's Husband
A CARAT: A Sakerette's Child
PIONEERS ON "THE STEPS" - 1966
View from top of Saker Hill - 2012
View from top of Saker Hill - 1967
Periodic Table in Chemistry Lab, still standing 45 years after Mr. Roger L. Hand first painted it.
(Picture taken by Mr. Hand himself upon his return to SBC in January 2012 for the Golden Jubilee Celebrations.)
"Vanity Cases" sure "reigned" in my day!
Anne Ebune, Sis Kate Ebune & I, Anne & I with some "serious" TROWAY on deh head!!
Graduation Picture Day - 1979
(Our "misunderstood"/"trong head" dulongs actually NEVER had a Graduation Day oh! It was cancelled!)
"Marking Thread" & Needle. Very necessary to "mark" your name across the middle of your bedsheet, as well as on your uniform Name Tag - lest thou gettest thyself in serious trouble with the Dorm Head or the House Mother during "Inspection!)
It's "MUKELE" time on Campus!
Miss Kern proudly sporting her plaits!
(With Kofo Anjorin, Esther Tanga Gadpaille, Grayce Ebai Njumbe & Ida Kangsen Gwan)
Heading Home for vacation!
FEAR IN THE VALLEY!
One night the prefect came up to tell me that a man had come down to the dorm area and the girls were very frightened. So I decided to send the night-watch down there and he arrived the same way the other man had come so all of the students came running up to my house. I met them on the way to my house and walked down to the classroom with them. (My house was not big enough to have 36 girls sleep there for even one night.) We talked a lot and I explained that the 2nd man they saw was the night watch man not a stranger. I do not know how long we were there when I asked them if they would feel safer if I had the night watch man bring the Lawrence’s dog down and tie him in front of their dormitory. He would be able to frighten away any intruder that came. They were pleased with the idea and so for about a month the plan was put into order. After some time I told the Night watch man to forget taking the dog down and see if the girls would complain. They did not say anything and so the dog stayed at his home. (Later I had them write an essay about the most frightful experience they ever had. I still have those papers and I learned that none of the girls slept in a bed alone. All slept in a bed with someone else that night.)
THE GHOST STORY!
The night-watchman had informed me that some of the girls were out of the dorms taking their baths early in the morning and so I told him to inform me when it happened again. It was a Saturday night and I had washed my hair and had tied a light colored head-tie on. I also had a light colored house coat on but I failed to put on my glasses. I do not see clearly without them and so when I left my house and came up out of a small incline, the offenders saw a white person come up into sight and the shout “Ghost” rang out as all of them disappeared into the dormitories. I could not prove who was out but I was in charge of the next morning inspection and saw that one of the girls had visited the First Aid Room and had some white bandages on her leg. Monday morning I called her into the office and asked her how she had received the wounds. She admitted that she had been out with the girls and fell going into her Dormitory.
I had her write down the names of the girls that were out with her. She gave me a list but after it was too late for me to deal with all of them, she confessed that she had not put any of the top class in her list. She was repeating her class and had been a member of the top class originally. So some of you who read this will know that part of your class escaped punishment because I was not told the complete truth. You can still confess!
SAKER'S SPECIAL NEED FOR A BIOLOGY TEACHER
This need I shared with friends who were praying for this very need. I quote my own note:
“Thank you for helping with our dire need for staff. Here is the answer to your prayer. I am in my office as Vice Principal. We are 3 or 4 staff members short. The students have taken the matter in their own hands to report it. I’m helpless, discouraged and distraught. A tall Young Lady is outside the door. I know her! She is a graduate from the Pioneer class of Saker Baptist College.
“Could I help you, Dora?”
“I came to see the Principal, but he is not in. I hear you need a Biology Teacher. I’ve come to apply for the job.”
“Come into my office.” “ Are you serious?” “You aren’t joking with me , are you?! It would be cruel to say that when we need someone so badly. What about your school, aren’t you going to go back to study? You‘re not just building up my hopes now, are you?”
“No, I have come to teach at Saker if you still need me.”
“Dora you are God’s special answer to our prayers!”
I called in, Eirene Mbongo and Eunice Kern and each time the rejoicing was repeated! When Mr.Tayui, the Principal, came, Dora had already gone. When he heard the news he collapsed into his chair and looked at us with an expression that said, “Are you lying ? I hope your not. It is just too good to be true. I don’t believe it.”
He said; “Where is she?” At her brother’s place. “I want to see her!” He left to find her. Then he came back with the same answer and she returned to teach the next Monday.
We learned that someone in Limbe had talked to her and that another person in Yoaunde, The Capital city, had told her of our need.
When I left Cameroon to retire and spend time helping my Sister take care of my Mother I visited all the stations I had served and had a send off each place there were Sakerettes. I also stopped at Saker where the Ex-Sakerettes from Limbe, Tiko, Ekona, Buea Branches had a send off for me. They gave me a carved Ebony head of a lady and a Lavender buba and lapa. That Ebony lady’s head is on display right above the computer I am using! I also have one from the Yaounde group which is on that same shelf. The designed wooden plaque from the Yaounde ladies decorates my other wall. Thank you for the Memories!!
FROM "MA BEE" (Miss B. WESTERMAN),
first Principal of S.B.C. (1962)...
Dr. DORA BELINDA EKIKO
(At The Golden Jubilee in Limbe,
March Past to commemorate Independence Day, at Community Field.
THE "BLUE UNIFORM": First, "THE PLEATS, (60s), Then, "THE BLUE SACK" in COTTON, (70s), & and then, IN CRIMPLENE! (80s)
STORIES & ANECDOTES FROM THE 90s - Submitted by Mrs. Beryl Ann Takor
"Jarring" (from "ledgers") behind the Dining Hall back in the 80s, sitting on rocks and "Iron Buckets"!
It will be "ONE WAY LIKOMBA" to go "carry water" in a minute!
THE ANNA NYUN FORBANG STORY
As I already mentioned in the Home Page of this website, the basic reason for creating Saker Pride was so that it could serve as a "repository" and "reference station" for Saker Baptist College's rich history; A site that anyone, - not just Sakerettes, could go to, for all kinds of information about the history of the College, its staff over the years, and its phenomenal alumnae. The way I envisaged it, any interested person would simply visit the site, help themselves to a generous serving of "Saker Stew", go on their merry way, and then, (hopefully), return for "seconds", - all in a sort of self-service/all-you-can-eat buffet type setting. That is why I wasn't too sure if I should include features like a GUESTBOOK or a CONTACT FORM, since either one, (not to talk of both), would automatically make the site interactive. What finally got me to "just go ahead" and include both features - besides the exhilarating fact that they weren't going to come at any additional cost, was the thought that it might not hurt to hear what the one or two odd people who might bother, would have to say. Oh, Guess what?! They have both turned out to be nifty conduits of invaluable information and amazing tools for establishing, fostering and enhancing RECONNECTIONS - as in the recent case of dear Eunice Mayumbelo in "faraway" Namibia, who, in addition to providing vital information about our other Namibian SBC Sisters, had this to say:
"Elizabeth Hangula suggested that I visit the saker pride page and it brought tears to my eyes to go down memory lane. Seeing pictures of "Baba" and sister Kate and sister Anne Ebune melted me down ..."
By now, you have to be wondering what all of this has to do with "THE ANNA NYUN FORBANG STORY"! Well ...
I was certainly planning on MENTIONING the fact that, for close to two decades in Saker Baptist College, there was an award given to the BEST ALL-ROUND Form Five Student during the Graduation Ceremony called "THE ANNA FORBANG AWARD". I planned on including a list of the different Award Winners over the years, and I figured I would probably "throw in" a picture or two to "spruce" it all up, (for good measure), and that would be it!
THAT, was before I got the following missive through the website:
Jun 03, 2012 at 4:29 PM
Name:Mark Forbang Email address:email@example.com
Message:I am the son of Anna Forbang and I would like to make an appeal to all ex-Saker students, teachers who may have worked with or attended Saker from 1960-1965. I would love to get hold of any copy pictures of Anne Forbang so that I can show them to her grand children. I only have one picture in my possession at present. If any one has any pictures and is willing to email me them, I would really appreciate it.
I was (unsuccessfully) fighting back tears as I wrote back to him, attaching the 2 pictures below: The first had already been graciously submitted by Sister Mboti Ngongi, (Class of '67), - and I cannot thank her enough for providing me - and countless other inquisitive Sakerettes, with our first glimpse of this BEAUTIFUL and DIGNIFIED lady. I simply stumbled upon the second picture as I was rummaging through an internet site outlining the work done in Cameroon by Peace Corps Volunteers and North American Baptist Society Missionaries in the 60s!
(*She's the one with the tiny pink roses over her head*)
Mark Forbang & His Mom - Mrs. Anna Forbang
*This, by the way, is the picture he is referring to in his letter (above). It was subsequently forwarded to me by his cousin, Ms Maggie Galabe.
Next, I contacted a number of Ex-Sakerettes who fall into the "1962 - 1965" bracket and instead of trying to "summarize" what they had to say, I'd rather just re-post the REMARKABLE, TOUCHING, VIVID things they shared, minus a few personal remarks directed to me specifically. My most sincere THANKS, Dear Big Sisters, for your input!
I must also add that any other RECOLLECTIONS & FIRSTHAND MEMORIES would be very much appreciated!
FROM Dr. LILIAN TENDO WAMBUA (Class of '70)
Date: Mon, 4 Jun 2012 20:31:55 +0300
To: Egbe Monjimbo <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Subject: Re: APPEAL FROM MRS. ANNA FORBANG'S SON!
This may not help, but I have a vivid picture of Ms Anne Forbang. I was in form one when she died. It was a sad occasion in Saker, and I think it was the first death on campus. She was tall and thin with hair reaching her waist, and she wore her Indian saris all the time. She taught English, I think, and was rather quiet and very dignified. She was from Burma. Mark was barely two years old I think, and we all mourned for her very deeply. She was laid in state in a bed of flowers and we all wished she would rise again from the dead. She lived in the house that later was occupied by Rev. Lang. I saw the house and thought of her when I visited saker for the Jubilee celebrations. She is in one of the [Picasa] picture albums of the teachers of SBC.
May her soul rest in eternal peace.
FROM Dr. DORA BELINDA EKIKO (Class of '66)
Sent: Monday, July 30, 2012 9:43 PM
Subject: Fwd: From Sis Belinda
I just listened to your voicemail. All I remember is that she seemed to be reserved. She was very slim and she dressed like an Indian, in wrapper. She was our English teacher who was very good.
This is a personal experience which I have always remembered. The day before she died, we walked by each other as I climbed the steps to the main office and classrooms. I remember looking into her eyes; to me they looked so sad. I don't know, but each time I think of her dying, that is what I remember. I cannot really describe that look on her face, it haunts me sometimes. I don't talk about this and if I ever mentioned this, not more than 2 people have heard. I am so surprised this came back to me so easily. I didn't think I knew this much. She was loved.
FROM SISTER MBOTI NGONGI (Class of '67)
Sent: Saturday, July 28, 2012 1:18 PM
To: Egbe Monjimbo
Subject: Re: YOUR MEMORIES OF Mrs. ANNA FORBANG, AH BEG!
Oh, the first thing which comes to mind is her deep, powerful voice, which I thought was remarkable for such a petite woman. I can still hear it, with that thick "Indian" accent. I doubt you'll be able to dig up too many stories about her, because she was the no-nonsense type; at least that is how she was perceived by us, her students. Also, she had only been teaching at Saker for a few months, I believe, when, tragically, death struck that Friday, November 5th 1965 morning. She had taught her classes the day before---she taught English to Forms IV and V---and, as usual, had given us a tough assignment. As far as we knew, there was nothing wrong with her on Thursday. Friday morning, we were still scrambling (in between doing our morning chores) to finish our English assignment when someone noticed (because we were up in our classroom on the hill and could see all the way down) that there was a bunch of teachers gathered around Mrs. Forbang's home. As we looked, we saw more teachers going into the house, and each one emerging with their arms folded across their chest. We knew something had to be wrong; our thoughts were that her little son, Marc, could be sick. Alas! At the morning devotion, Pa Handerson (George) broke the news to the student body (I guess he was assigned the grim task because he was the only man in Saker at the time, besides Francois the cook and a couple of handymen),
About her English classes, what I remember most is how she tried so hard to teach us the skills of doing precis---sorry, I can't type in the accent aigu on this computer--- which was a major part of the DREADED G.C.E. O' Level exam (along with Comprehension, Grammar, original essay on a topic revealed to you only when you opened your exam package----- boy, those exams were tough . No wonder only four girls in my class managed to pass English!!!) Each day, Mrs. Forbang would assign us a passage which we were supposed to digest and present in precis form the next day. I don't know where she got those passages, but they were really hard to break down (this coming from someone who had quite an advantage in English, having grown up with a mother who herself was an English teacher par excellence).
Another thing I'd like to mention about Mrs. Forbang are the stories we heard about HER HAIR. She was a very lovely, petite woman, as you can see from what pictures we have of her. But the "piece de resistance" in her little frame was her hair! I don't know how Saker girls got to know these tidbits, but it was said that when she let her hair down, it would drop all the way to the floor! Rumor had it that she was forbidden by some Burmese taboo (Burma is what the country Myanmar was called at the time) from cutting her hair. Again, it was said that, since Victoria (Limbe) Cameroon was so hot, she had had to write her mother back in Burma to seek special permission/ perform certain rites to allow her (Mrs. Forbang) to cut her LONG hair which was making the heat even more oppressive. I shall stop so far with the rumors; suffice it to say that when she died so suddenly, there were stories about the hair-cutting thing having something to do with her demise!!! Anyway, all of Saker mourned her dearly. What I'm drawing a blank on (again my brain drawing a blank!!) is whether there was a funeral/memorial service held for her at Saker or not. I don't remember if she was still Hindu or if she had converted to Christianity. You'll have to ask somebody else.
And then, the "SAGA" took a whole new turn ...
ENTER Ms MAGGIE GALABE!!! My first contact with her was through ... you guessed it, the Saker Pride GUESTBOOK! Here is the message she sent in its entirety:
Margaret Galabe Thursday, 6/14/12, 12:26 PM
Web Site: World Women Trade Fair
"SAKER PRIDE" is truly AMAZING & INSPIRING. Lots of LOVE and FUN Memories. I am so glad to find your website this morning from a link- For the first time ever to see happy photos of our dear aunt Anna Forbang from Burma who died on November 5th 1966. We were all very young when she died and these are treasured memories. My cousin Mark Forbang ( son of Anna Forbang) is married to a Sakerette - Easter Enoh Forbang and lives in London, UK. They have two lovely daughters, one named Anna after Grandma!
God's Blessings Always.
I wrote back and we have since exchanged a ton of emails many of which brought tears to my eyes, and also reminded me of the veracity of the carelessly bandied around statement, "IT IS A SMALL WORLD"!!!
Here are a couple of those emails, along with the pictures she sent. The first one was written is response to my email to her, expressing my wish to tell the story behind her beloved Aunt "ANNA NYUN" - as she and other members of the family tend to refer to her. The second one is her reaction to Sis Lilian Tendo's email which I forwarded to her.
CAN HARDLY EXPRESS MY THANKS, Dear Ma Maggie, - even though "ah no know me ma head about this "Documentary" oh!!
From: Maggie Galabe
Sent: 6/14/2012 8:05:13 PM
To: Lillian Galabe , yeba, Egbe Monjimbo
Subject: MEMORY PHOTOS OF ANNA FORBANG AT SAKER BAPTIST COLLEGE
MEMORY PHOTOS OF ANNA FORBANG AT SAKER BAPTIST COLLEGE IN 1965-
Egbe, you have our full support for this project!! God works miracles!!
Someone posted the passing of Prof. Dr. McMoli on the Lourdes Ex-Students e-group, with very little information. So I googled, and that's how I linked to your website and forwarded the information to my cousins, just about the time when Easter spotted Anna Forbang on your website--
This certainly is going to be the " nah who give you work"--I am envisioning this project to end up taking so many angles and many characters and settings, to the point of a documentary which may take you to Burma, ( now Myanmar), Anna Forbang's home country.
Mark was in Cameroon in 2005, and spotted her resting place and had the grave built and visited the staff house in Sakar where she lived and was very happy as a mum and expecting her second child.
I have attached some photos, so that you can start to place faces as your thoughts and ideas evolve.
My uncle, John Forbang, Mark's father died last year in February in Buea where he retired. He met Anna Nyun , Mark's mother, at the University of Rangoon in Burma where he was studying under a UN Trustee Scholarship. They got married, and she followed him to Cameroon - what a brave lady, leaving everything and her family-
She was a very nice and generous person, from the many gifts from her which my mum kept for many years. I am going to start interviewing my mum also about her--
Men always have a way of moving on --my mum tried for a while to keep contact,
Mark made contact in the late 80s and was told that the grand parents had passed away- and no further replies ---
Easter is a wonderful lady and a very stable factor in Mark's life-we adore her and coincidentally, Mark met Easter in London, and ended up marrying a woman who studied at Saker.
This is going to make you laugh--
Mark's father is fondly called "Mamfe" as he was born in Mamfe when his father was stationed there as a police constable. His son married a lady from Mamfe ... what a twist of events...
You get work-- because this is not going to be easy--
YOU HAVE ALL OUR SUPPORT!!
Have a good day!!
Sent: Wednesday, July 18, 2012 6:23 AM
To: Egbe Monjimbo
Subject: Re:THANK YOU/MEMORIES OF A STUDENT
I am crying reading Dr. Lilian Tendo Wambua's e-mail--
I was about 5 or 6 years old when she died. I do not remember her face, but I recall the long hair. We had moved to Bamenda and we did not see them regularly-
I remember one occasion when they came to the village, and kids took to their heels saying a "MAMI WATER" with long hair has come out of the big river with her baby!
I do not know how this will turn out, but this is really MISSIONARY/GOD'S WORK-
Yeba and Keith are my cousins by Aunty Dora, ( Charlie's mother) and Mark's half-siblings.
Yeba and Keith, same mother with Charlie and same father with Mark--
Yeba is better at staying on top of things than the boys-
Keith was about the same age like Mark when his mother died also- very sad. I was in CCAST Bambili when she died suddenly-
They had moved from Yaounde to D'la, for my uncle to start the University Business Center. She complained of pain and they decided to take her to Limbe where they are familiar with the doctors. The pain got worse and they deviated to Tiko cottage hospital where she died.
It was a big blow to everyone, especially her family, for her to die only a few months after returning to Cameroon - after being away from them in the U.S.
We have to keep the Faith in God-
From: yeba forbang
Subject: RE: MEMORY PHOTOS OF ANNA FORBANG AT SAKER BAPTIST COLLEGE
To: "Maggie Galabe"
Date: Friday, June 15, 2012, 2:00 PM
Hi Aunty Mags,
Hope u, Nah, uncle Mike & Michelle are doing good.
Wey aunty Mags u will live long. Easter spotted Anne Nyun in the grp picture & showed us 2 weeks ago on the Saker Pride website. We were very impressed with the site. Then we came across the second one with her head turned. Stylish lady!. Keith has e-mailed the site creator asking about them & possibility of getting more. He is still waiting 2 hear from her.
will pass it on.
Sent from my Nokia phone
THE ANNA FORBANG AWARD "PER SE"
The ANNA FORBANG AWARD was the final award given out on Graduation Day in Saker Baptist College, to the Best All-Round, (Solid Academics and Exemplary Character), Form Five Student. (The equivalent of the "CLASS VALECDITORIAN" in the U.S. of A., pretty much). It was awarded for the first time in 1966. It came with a TROPHY, (engraved with the Award Winner's Name) which was kept by SBC, to be awarded to the next year's winner), and, in the earlier years, a set complete set of ENCYCLOPEDIA as well. In later years, the recepients got a suitcase instead.
Listed below are the ANNA FORBANG AWARD RECIPIENTS per Graduation Year. The first two pictures show, the 1971, 1967 Winners of the Award, as shown on Page 23 of the Golden Jubilee Book. To the right is the 1984 Winner, and to close it all up, at the bottom, is the 1974 Winner's Complete Encyclopedia set, still proudly displayed in her home, 38 years after her graduation!!
- 1966: Lilian Ngumbi Fointama
- 1967: Margaret Tendo Besong
- 1968: ??
- 1969: ??
- 1970: Patience Gwanyama
- 1971: Sally Jing Job - 1972: Martha Fondo Muna - 1973: Esther Achua Gwan
- 1974: Ebob MbiwanTanyi
- 1975: Hannah Litumbe Mbako
- 1976: Frida (Takem) Enow
- 1977: Lois Ikome Njie - 1978: Anna Mbonde Amohlon
- 1979: NO AWARD GIVEN (Graduation Ceremony Was Cancelled)
- 1980: Patricia Orinji Tanifum
- 1981: Egbe Mbiwan Monjimbo
- 1982: Elsie Atah (Njinjo) Tabe
- 1983: Adeline Afong Ngatchu
- 1984: Christine Njoki Eyog - 1985: Anne Bindzi - 1986: Christie Tantoh
- 1987: Eku Agborbesong
Please Click on this picture of BEAUTIFUL
ANNA NYUN FORBANG
("MASALI" as my Bakweri Relatives would call her since she is her GRAND MA's namesake ),
to view the PRICELESS PICTURE JEWELS Ma Maggie Galabe is referring to!
Period - '94/95 Academic year
Form 2 girls of Nightingale dormitory were on 1 day internal suspension as punishment for "morning work not done"
After we had finished digging a 4 x4 pit in the school farm, having it inspected and filling it up again with the same earth that came from it, (Chai some punishment them be useless eh!; total waste of time and energy), we retire to the dormitory to savour a huge bowl of drinking garri and as usual idle talk starts ...
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At first, I thought I’d write some kind of introduction, in which I would explain a thing or two about this piece but I decided to let the chuckle-producing story and how I came to be acquainted with it, speak for themselves. It all started with the email below …
To: Pauleen Susungi
Subject: A PICTURE FROM THE PAST ...
Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2012 02:01:01 -0500
Good Morning oh, Aunty!
Thought you might enjoy this picture!
Wishing you a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!
From: Pauleen Susungi
Sent: Tuesday, December 11, 2012 6:00 AM
To: Egbe MM
Subject: RE: A PICTURE FROM THE PAST ... Yes Indeed!
Wehhhh Egbe, Thank you oohhh! How are you doing? You've begun my day splendidly for me. I know I am going to have the merriest of Christmas seasons this year.
I had thought of scanning this picture and another one in which were a group of us who stayed on the campus one Easter holiday to send them to you. We were rehearsing to act out Julius Caesar.
In the evening of that first weekend we took off on foot, of course, to New town cinema hall to watch an Indian film entitled DARASIN. We enjoyed the movie. That was the first time I went to a cinema hall to watch a movie.
On our return we received very shocking news from those who didn’t go on the nocturnal adventure. We learned to our dismay that we had violated a very serious school law; Going out of the campus without permission. “Huh! But we are on holidays; it can’t be that serious!” It turned out to be more serious than we than we knew. We were yet to hear from the authorities.
To cut a long story short we were kept in suspense until the play was acted out at school and in Buea at the then BTTC Soppo. Finally, the gavel hit the desk and the verdict was pronounced. Punishment: to dig a compost pit near the Auditorium/Dining Hall. On completion we were suspended for two weeks. Suspension to be waived only after parents/guardians went to the Principal’s office to plead on our behalf. Aunty Lizzy took me back to school the moment I got home, handed her the letter of suspension, and narrated the incident to her. She pleaded my case, my letter of suspension was withdrawn, and I was ‘reinstated’ the same day.
It was then we, (the group of girls I often think of as "THE DARASIN GIRLS"), understood that staying on the campus during the holidays meant respecting the same rules and regulations of the school as when we are in full session. Lesson well learnt!!!
Without Christmas we would know no Easter,
Without Easter we would have no salvation,
We thank God for Christmas.
Merry Christmas to your family!
Stay in the depth of His love
A picture of Sis Pauline Etchu and a few of her peers:
L to R standing: Esther Syh Chongongei (now Massango); her niece Ida Kangsen (now Gwan); Hannah Bih Ngong/Nteff (now Mrs. Ngwa?; Justina Ngwa (now Dohnji) ; Judith Galega
L to R sitting, middle row: Salome Teke (now ? ); Vera Andin Tanyi (late Mrs. Nji); Pauline Etchu (now Susungi); Regina Siliwa Adamu (now Mrs. Che); Margaret Sangu; Grace Audu (Mrs. Mimba)??
L to R front row: Comfort Boh Ngende (late Mrs. Mbafor) sitting on puff; Helen Enoh (late Mrs. Ntumgia); Winifred Mbinglo; Felicia Ndimbie.
Aunty Lizzy (Mrs. Elizabeth Mbiwan) RIP, standing far right;
Aunty Pauleen Etchu (Now Mrs. Susungi), squatting left,
along with Aunty Eyere Mbiwan (Now Takor)
The picture I forwarded to Aunty Pauleen Etchu Susungi.
(Class of 1969)
Aunty Pauleen, December 31st 2012
Aunty Pauline, as a Roman soldier, 'Titinius'. Priscila Alima, Grace Besong, ?, Mr. Donald Witt and Claudia Fokam)
3. SALZMAN (SEWING ROOM)
(KING HOUSE ANNEX)
(ARMSTRONG HOUSE ANNEX)
(WITT HOUSE ANNEX)
(Changes highlighted in red)
7. WILMA BINDER
8. NEW DORM 6 or PRESIDENCY
1. NEW DORM 7
2. NEW DORM 5
3. NEW DORM 4
4. NEW DORM 3
5. NEW DORM 2
6. NEW DORM 1
8. ROBERT JAM
Behind King House;Erstwhile location of Christmas/Easter Plays!
Road to Dining Hall!
Walking alongside Library to Sick Bay; "New" House in background.
Road from office to Dorms.
(This wall wasn't there in my day!)
Just in front of the office; Classrooms to the left!
(This "nyanga" sure wasn't there in my day o!)
Barbara Mma Atogho-Tiedeu's more-than-3-decades-old "NEEDLE WORK BAG" stitched together by hand under the tutelage of Domestic Science (Sakerette) Teacher in the late 70s, Mrs. Juliet Kange Kemmer.
(A Lushy Green "Banga Bush" can be seen in the background)
"LIFE AT SAKER IN THE LATE 70s"
SKIT WRITTEN BY
EGBE MBIWAN MONJIMBO
FOR ExSSA-USA 2009 CONVENTION IN WASHINGTON, D.C
SCENE I: Lawn behind king House
-Friends Studying (4) (Agnes, Mary, Hannah, Catherine) -Mango / Banga School Girls (Gertrude / Rose) -Other students studying on the lawn -Other students passing by with buckets, kettles, jerry cans, etc. -Dinning Hall Prefect
(Other students are already sitting / lying on mats studying. Bed sheets and other clothes are spread out to dry on the “lawn” (stage). Mary and Catherine are coming on stage singing “You promised to marry me sometimes ago …” with their mats, books and ledgers in hand.
Agnes: Hmm! The way my heart is cutting for this Pa Tambe’s Geography test on Monday eh! I am surely going to fail the stupid thing. I have tried my last belleh to cram but I cannot even list the 10 planets in order!
Mary: You poor “mumu”! There are only 9 planets and where were you when Pa Tambe made us say “MVEM J SUNP” over and over again to help us remember the correct order?!
Agnes: Just leave me like that! It has been hélélé for me in that Ahidjo dorm lately.
(They see Catherine and Hannah approaching)
I say eh, Kata, how many times do you have to work punishment before you finally stop tying that “burst-burst” loin cloth over your dress?? Even minus the punishment, it is really “piri”.
Catherine: I have my “kongo” and I just feel more comfortable with some kind of back up. Massa me! Who rooted you this “pass-pass” on your head with a big star in the middle? It is really tough! But you too; what will happen if you don’t pack so much Sulphur-8 on that your scalp? The thing is shinning like a “ngong-ngong” from afar!
Mary: I know what your problem is: Jealousy with a capital “J” so all I have to say to you is “I beg, selenseh; I beg coolehleh”! Pam-parampam!!!
Hannah: See me bad luck! Why did you people choose this “kweh-kweh” spot to sit? You want Bakweri Flies to kill us? You should have secured us a place right over there on Justine’s plot. You know that girl can “tchapear” like a machine. If we sit there, we don’t have to worry about any grass “tchooking” us through our mats.
Mary: I don’t care if I am “tchooked” to death. All I care about is that it is a windy day today and we are close to this coconut tree; A coconut is surely going to fall soon and I am determined to get to it before those other girls over there. Before I go to sleep tonight my mouth must taste drinking garri and coconut – under must-must! Anyway, just before you girls got here, Agnes was telling me that she is “seeing pepper” in her dorm.
Agnes: Is it not that sister Bridget with her small-small “njanga” legs that could burst a tin of Peak milk? She is really trying me! She does not know me oh! My own is not hard; it is remaining me just a little like this and I will give her one “duhti” slap!
Hannah: Your head is surely not correct inside! You are already on everybody’s black list for “cutting tail” and you have already been crowned. Are you just trying to get yourself dismissed? In any case, what happened?
Agnes: Well, Me and that “mammy find palaver” Lucy got into a quarrel. She was the first to “cosh” me that “bombastic idiot” and so I back it back that “beast of no nation”. Can you imagine that that Witch Sister Bridget is punishing only me while Lucy goes scot free? Have you ever seen this kind of “patcha” before? When Sister Bertha who was standing by and witnessed the whole thing tried to intervene on my behalf, she punished her too. Is that not “Tiko drink, Kumba drunk”? She has punished us to dry clean the whole dormitory and wash the windows clean enough for her to see her face clearly in them. Why she would want to see that her “Juju Calabar, pimple” face, only God knows!
Mary: So you people don’t know why she did not punish Lucy??
Mary: Well, it is not from my mouth that you will hear that there is rotten fish in Victoria Market!!
ALL: Please behave! Tell us the “gist”!
Mary: Okay, okay! You know that Lucy has a big brother in Sasse, not so? Well he is Sister Bridget’s “Kwakou”!!!
Catherine: Don’t tell me! The same Sister Bridget who was making “holy-holy” during Spiritual Emphasis; shaking and babbling “in tongues” like she had high fever??!! Wonders shall never end! I didn’t think butter could melt in her mouth. Chei!!!
Agnes: I always suspected that she was a “slow water runs deep”!
Hannah: Have you considered asking your Dulong to talk to some sense into her?
Agnes: That bébélac Dulong of mine who only knows her Petite on Visitors Sunday because she is timing the Wata Fufu and Eru my parents bring? You should have seen the way she gulped down the Top Ananas they brought last time and the way she dug those her chopped phalanges into the bag of Akra beans my grand mother sent. Besides, she is only a Floor Member; Sister Bridget will not have her time!
(Coconut falls from tree)
Mary: Ah no be tell wuna?! (She runs over to the tree, picks up the coconut and brings it back to the group)
Catherine: (to Mary) Tell me, Madam Sense Pass King, how are you going to first clean and then break that coconut open??
Mary: Why are you nacking skin? I have everything under control. I have a lance hidden away in the hedges over there.
Agnes: My Mammy-eh! You broke into Mr. Baweh’s workshop without him knowing and stole a lance?
Mary: Ah beg, cool down and let me explain. You know that on Friday I did not go for prep because I had serious belleh bite and kongo cramps now? Eh-heh! When it was all nice and quiet, I decided to go and carry water from that pump – that tap between the workshop and Mr. Arrey Barachel’s house. As usual, the water was not comoting plenty-plenty; just small-small so I wandered off a little to see if I could find any mangoes. That is when I saw the lance lying there in the grass.
Hannah: So instead of turning the lance in to the Works Prefect or Mr. Ntonifor, you boldly walked in front of Ms Binder and Baba’s house with it like a “pôpô” tiff man and came and hid it in the hedge? You di crayss-oh!!
Mary: Craysse or not, all that matters is I will be feasting on my coconut and cold water garri very soon. On a more serious note; you guys know what? I am not seeing better in Hilderbrandt dormitory either oh! In fact, I am really regretting why I did not go me to World Wide, Frank Harcourt or even Comprehensive. Aggie, your own is at least better that you never knew this Sister Bridget before you came to Saker! This Sister Matilda who is disturbing my life was my classmate in R.C.M. Upper Costains, Tiko-oh! It is just that I repeated Class 6 and then Class 7 three times over since I kept failing the Common Entrance.
Agnes: And you had the nerve to call me a “mumu” earlier because I thought there were 10 planets. If that is not the pot calling the kettle black!!
Hannah: You too shut up! What is the problem, Maria?
Mary: Where should I start? She complains that I don’t polish her Clarke’s sandals well enough; that I don’t fill her bucket to the brim; that I didn’t drain the water out of her pan koocha; that I don’t bring her food up early; that I don’t wash that her “jagga-jagga rubber plate clean enough … and the list goes on and on. She has punished me to serve until she graduates for urinating in front of the Sewing Room. The truth is that I really went all the way to Armstrong House Annex but just as I was getting ready to go in I heard this noise coming from the graveyard. I tell you, it was a Go-Go; and I am sure it was the same one that appeared when we were returning from Evening Service at Mizpah. Even the Efik Choir Choirmaster took to his heels, running like he was competing in OSSUCS track and field!
Hannah: Do you know how I got back at Sister Ophelia when she punished me to scrub that tumbu-filled Witt House Annex for not taking in the Towel Rack on time? I rinsed the scrub brush I used in the titi pail she uses to steep her underwear!
ALL(except for Hannah): eeesh!!
Catherine: That was really cruel of you! I think you took it too far! It would even have been better to report her to Ms Kern, Ms Andoseh, Madame Takor or even Bindie. With you always forgetting the Towel Rack outside and rinsing toilet brushes in people’s titi pails, it is not at all surprising that everyone in your dormitory now has Sugar-Sugar!
(Gertrude and Rose come up: Gertrude with a bunch of mangoes she’s carrying in her dress; Rose with a plastic bag filled with Banga School)
Gertrude, I beg for one bite ya?
Gertrude: It’s now you know me eh? Remember when I begged you for half a teaspoon of peanut butter in the dinning hall to put in my zézé and you refused? It is your turn to swallow spit and die of langa!
Catherine: Rose, I beg for Banga School oh!
Rose: You can beg-beg oh! Here you go! I don’t want to give you the same “chagrin” and “burning heart” that Gertrude did. You girls pick one each.
ALL: (As they each pick a nut) THANK YOU – oh!
Mary: That is Sister Vivianne, the Dinning Hall Prefect, heading towards the Dinning Hall. That is a sure sign that Sister Enani will soon be out to ring the bell for supper. We had better get going!
Agnes: We didn’t study one “anini” thing this afternoon –oh! Thank God we still have Prep to catch up. In fact, if I am lucky, I might even get away with studying during Devotions. Whether it is “Come along Moses strike the rock”, “I wanna sing to Thee My Lord, sing, sing…” or “Oh hand it down …” I have learned to just move my lips while I continue to JAR. It is only when Hand Over comes that I will have to stop because nothing goes unnoticed then. Well, see you all during Prep Break at Mammy Baba’s for the Blockade party.
ALL: Bye – oh!
SCENE II: DORMITORY (Devotions and Lights Out)
Characters: - “Regular” Dormitory members (6?)
-Glory (Devotions “Leader”) -Form 5 Girls: Martha; Constance; Mercy; Justine; Anna.
(Bell for Devotions rings; Form 1 - 4 girls all sing “Running Over”. Form 5 girls participate a little, but mostly walk around, (scantily clad), rummage around in their trunks/suitcases, drink (directly) from the water jerry cans, "cut water" outside, do homework and set up reading “tents”.
Glory: Let us pray: Dear Lord, we thank thee for bringing us to the end of this day. Please bless all those who by traveling by land, by sea or by air. Be with all those who are sick in the sick bay, in the hospital or at home. Please forgive us our sins and keep us all safe till morning lights appear. In Jesus Name, Amen
(Bell for Lights Out rings; Lights are turned off)
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