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What will mussa not see at the gate? You just needed to do one of their don’ts and gbaaammm! you received a slap from grandma or grandpa. The don’ts we’re just too many. At times I used to think they didn’t enjoy their youthful age that was why they were bugging mine. It was commonplace to hear my grandma say if I did something, the effects will come back to me in no time. There were times I was tempted to believe because she spoke them with so much conviction and seriousness. I of all people cannot tell an elderly woman she is/was lying. It looked so disrespect. So, I am right to say we believed these myths out of respect . Let’s mention some of those myths our grandparents told us when we were younger You invite the devil when you whistle at night There was this day…

Find out in this post how the Sweet Long vacations in the villages used to be in Cameroon, particularly my village, Babubock. I know there are similar experiences elsewhere. Feel free to share yours in the comments section. June, July and August used to be some of the most interesting months in my village, Babubock just like the Christmas break. Almost everything sweet and bitter used to happen during these three months. This is because it was time for a long vacation and every student and apprentice from my village came home for the holidays. Babubock is a small village in Nguti Sub Division, South West Region of Cameroon. It is few kilometres from Bangem, chief town of  Kupe Muanenguba Division. Inhabitants from Babubock speak “Akosse”, language of the Bakossi people. You can read more about the Babubock people here. I loved this vacation a lot. It was time to meet family,…

Christmas is sweet in my village When I think of Christmas, the first that comes to mind is new clothes and shoes, rice, chicken, baptism, stew, much meat, balloons, “bonbon”, brown money and homecoming for those who were out of the village. One week to Christmas, pigs, goats, fowls, horses, and cows start mourning. Movements to and from Bangem (where women go for shopping) become rampant while quarrels between man and wife are on a daily basis. All these made Christmas very sweet in my.village How it used to happen in Babubock, my village The preparations always seemed like Jesus was coming in person. It was a time for “Papa and Mama” to award us for excellence.  They always threatened not to buy Christmas dress unless you passed number 1 in the first term exams. And if you did, all the beautiful gifts were yours though even those who failed…