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We went kernel (banga) hunting during break in primary school. See eerr, this life is very funny. Schooling in the village is one of the experiences that one will never forget. I thought banga cracking was only for village children, but my exchanges with other city friends proved otherwise. It seems the syndrome is everywhere.  Na my stone that di man, no touch am. Na for here I di put my banga, make person no pass for dey. I pick 1, I pick 2. Ayoooo, that your canda for banga don stink my ear. Di banga no di comot for inside, ei di over broke broke”. Those were some of the phrases you will hear from us, the mbanga crackers under palm trees during break. While others were going home to eat ‘Ekule’ (sleeping fufu and black soup), some of us scavenged under the palm tree in a bid to…

My first day as a woman tells the story of an African 11-year-old teen who suffers from menstrual illiteracy. Her ignorance comes as a result of non-education on the subject and when it comes as a surprise, it gives her hard times.  When and where did all these start? There were times I saw my big sis wear something soft and white in her pants before leaving for work. Though it happened in the morning, never did I see how it looked like when she took them off in the evening.  It happened at the end of every month and extended to the next month usually lasting for 3 to 4 days. When that time came, she would remove and wear one of those soft white things from that “packet of biscuits” and keep the rest.  Then I was 11 years old, schooling in Government Secondary School Kosala Kumba-the ‘Sand-sand…

How did this start? Back then in August 2019, Eduke Nadesh, content creator for Eduke’sInk made two interesting trips to the capital city Yaounde for 2 events; The Scoop Media Award and the Peace Journalism training organized by the Cameroon English Newspaper Publishers Association (CENPA). In the course of her journies, she updated her WhatsApp contacts with beautiful and interesting stories. E.g “How I got robbed at Obili, Language barrier was one of the reasons I missed my event, car break down on our way to Buea, Living in Buea without water”. Some of them confessed the stories were really inspiring and entertaining. Many lessons were shared and learnt too. Suggestions started coming in after some of them discovered she could write beautiful stories. They suggested she writes a book. Others proposed she starts a blog so that the whole world can learn about her stories and the lessons. After…

From what I can recall, the first person to buy a tv set in my village was Pa Mejame. Back then in the 90s and early 2000s, having a television set in my village, Babubock meant only one thing; you are a rich person. I can’t count how many times my siblings and myself knelt to beg my father to buy us a tv after seeing it in our friend’s house. He kept on saying there was no money. Who brought the first tv to my village? That was after this “Rich Man”, Pa Mejame Gabriel came in with a set of big drums (speakers) and a box that got a mirror at the front (television). There was another amongst the set that made a lot of noise and was always kept behind the house (generator). The noise of this one always called our attention that he was about to…

I visited Yaounde last August and a pickpocket made away with my money unpunished. He pulled it from my hand like he was a shareholder in my company who hasn’t had his dividends for years. I have been hearing about pick pockets in big cities like Yaounde but never had an encounter with them. I knew I was untouchable, “I be ‘K’ girl nor”. Popular opinion holds it that people who have lived in Kumba, Mutengene and Douala are hardly robbed. My case this time was different. I finally met my match. This was how it happened That evening after The Scoop Media Award, we sat at a snack bar at carrefour Obili, the neighbourhood in Yaounde habouring the highest number of English speaking Cameroonians. I left my friends to get some steaks outside. I met these two guys who were roasting ‘cow meat soya’. I chose the quantity I…

I started volunteering at The Scoop Newspaper in 2016 when I validated all my courses in the University of Buea. I studied Journalism and Mass Communication. I knew just 2% of Microsoft office word and how to search the web then. I found  another offer at Camlait SA as a promotrice. So I shuffled between attending events and writing reports for the paper and selling Camlait products at Njieforbi Molyko. However, my friend, Malcolm and I kept searching for other opportunities. On that fateful day, he sent me a link advertising a job opportunity on Akwajobs. ActivSpaces needed a community manager and administrative support. We finally settled on me applying for the job after reading the job description. I went through the net, read on how to draft good cover letters and curriculum Vitaes. I wrote and sent the documents to Malcolm for editing.  I was supposed to submit the…