7 yrs has gone by so fast till the next time we meet old man.... You yaught me so much!! Your missed more then u know. I love you fly high

Though we shall never meet nor see you physically in this world, your memory lives and will ever live forever.
We all are in a passing phrase, may God guide your soul, Amen.

Thinking About You And Missing You! Love You To The Moon And Back! The Holidays Will Be Forever Changed With Your Absence This Year. We Shared So Many Together...25+ ? And, Always Endearing Phone Calls When We Were Not Together! Blessed With The Memories. I'll Accept A Collect Call From Heaven Anytime. :) R.I.P.

I love you and miss u... so many memories... I will see u again...

Go in Peace, Dear Brother.

     From the New Life For All prayer cell of Sonac Street,Bamenda to the bustling campus life of Cameroon Protestant College,Bali,your name ran "grin,grin,grin".Elias Ndi Bell was our class bell.Young, intelligent and creative, it was difficult to bye-pass him unnoticed.
    I still recall the days we shared "Pinyin lonka" (courtesy of Awa Daniel ) during preps and earned hours of punishment from Pa Renger.I still recall the guava and sugar cane adventures in Bessen and the Brooks .We raced up and down the Matterhorn on Foundation Day for fun as Achidi Ngangfor kept the trophy.I cannot forget our afternoons in the college library as we read as many novels of the African Writers Series in order to win the prizes of Miss Schwards.I cannot forget our time as Chapel workers and the daily routine of chanting "Courage Brother .do not stumble." In fact, we did not stumble because we kept the "honour roll" academically.
    Elias! I cannot forget our classroom orchestra where we drummed our desks and mouthed the guitars as we mimicked Jimmy Cliff's "The Harder they Come"; Wrinkar Experience's "Ready ,Steady ,Go.." and Prince Nico Mbarga's "Sweet Mother".
    Did I say Prince Nico Mbarga? Yes,we were part of the " Competition for Kumba " as far as fashion was concern.We walked the Sonac street and Commercial Avenue in "apaga" and " salamander" to Roxy cinema and Community hall for pictures and tea time dances. On campus, we were fashion celebrities as we posed before ST and GB Photos. At home, we shared meals in Mami Johanna and Mami Susanna's kitchens.
    Hey Elias, lest I forget. There, come the girls on campus (CPC Bali). Like one man, we rose up in revolt and promised them hell until Mr.Nfonyam Samuel silenced the young men with "tins of provocation" with grass cutting around the girls' bungalow.
    The last time you came home and we shared a drink, we laughed over our Afro hair-dos that had given way to "open spaces". You promised to visit me in Wum. I prepared corn-fufu and roasted chicken to honour you. You did not come.YOU WILL NEVER COME.
   You were a friend, a playmate and classmate.I loved you but our Lord and maker loves you more. Go in Peace, dear Brother. Greet our class mates-Charles Munjo, Mbuwir Samuel, Ebongue Felix, Musaga Humphrey, Dashaco Stephen et al. I look forward to meeting you when the hour shall come.For now, I sing,
      Courage brother,do not stumble,
      Though thy path be dark as night;
      There's a star to guide the humble,
      TRUST IN GOD AND DO THE .

On behalf of the Nigerian Community in Oregon & SW Washington, I extend our collective condolence to the Bell family and the Cameroonian Community. Our thoughts and prayers are with you, and may Elias Ndi Bell's soul rest in perfect peace with the LORD.
           Vitalis Ogbeama Sr.
              President
           Nigerian Community.

My brother "Alhaji" Elias Bell. The most intelligent well versed black man without a PhD that I've ever met. A man that leaves an effervescent smile and impressions within every encounter. It was sad to watch your quick turn for the worse in less than a year. While I'm soo sad to see you go, I pay special tribute to a special son of the land. Rest in peace my true friend and brother. Your memory lives on and I'm proud to have met you and had close relationship. My wife and children are shaken by your departure as we keep fond memory of all our interactions of the last 22 years.

My brother "Alhaji" Elias Bell. The most intelligent well versed black man without a PhD that I've ever met. A man that leaves an effervescent smile and impressions within every encounter. It was sad to watch your quick turn for the worse in less than a year. While I'm soo sad to see you go, I pay special tribute to a special son of the land. Rest in peace my true friend and brother. Your memory lives on and I'm proud to have met you and had close relationship. My wife and children are shaken by your departure as we keep fond memory of all our interactions of the last 22 years.

Pa Bell, On the 28th of August, I received a phone call at 3.22 a.m giving me the the piece of information I did not like to hear about you. Ni Elias, God saw you getting tired and a cure was not meant to be , so He put his arms around you and whispered 'Come to Me'. With tearful eyes we watched you as we saw you pass away. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best. It was a pleasure to be in your company. Now you have joined the other family members in the blossom of the Lord. You touched so many lives with with your kindness , caring, loving and peaceful nature. You will surely be forever missed . Rest in peace. Ngu Adeline.

Elias...I am sad to hear your no longer with us...I am so thankful I was able to visit with you before you earned your wings...you have been a good friend for many years and I will never forget you. Till we meet again Sheri

My dear friend, it's hard to believe that you are no longer with us. I have worked with you on many of your jobs, we lived together for short time and i have been there as your children has grown into adults. You have been like a father to all of my kids, and they have much love for you, you have always been there for me and I will always love you for that my dear friend. I will miss Mr.Bell. Goodbye my friend.

R.I.P. Elias...It is hard to believe you are gone. I have so many fond memories of endearing connections over 30+ years. We met through friends at the U of O. That era included lots of music, dancing, dinner parties when not working or studying! I believe Elias was a genius and used to tease him or describe him to friends as" having more degrees then a thermometer" ! He also was talented and generous in fixing things: cars, plumbing, electrical. He kept my old house standing and did some projects on my new one. I recall vividly once when a part didn't quite fit. The hardware store was about to close. So, Elias designed and welded his own creation...probably better then any one could buy. I encouraged him to get his contractor's license and it was no surprise when he did and had a successful business and job opportunities. I enjoyed spending time with both Jessie and Elizabeth when they were children or teens, close to my adopted daughter's age. I also was happy to meet his sisters and a niece. Elias loved his family to the moon and back and always talked of each and every one with pride and joy. Elias: I cherish your intellect, humor, wit and charm. I treasure your unwavering friendship over the years. You will always be remembered. I can hear your contagious laughter as I write this. Condolences to family and friends from myself and my daughter Sandra, who has always looked up to him and enjoyed his company.

Goodbye Elias Bell

There must be a zillion of us there,
And it must be where we truly belong,
For we are not of this earth.

We must have made some list to be born into this world.
Was it a winner's list or a loser's list?
For we are not meant to be blissful here on this earth.

We are blindfolded in here crying,
We struggle to gain an education of the place,
We build our homes here and make families on earth,
We think we belong here after all, but suddenly we must go,
Without consent, we must go.
We are yanked out.
We must leave all we have and know,
Without a choice, we are blindingly returned
To where we do not know, but it must be where we belong,
For we are not meant to be here on this earth.

A week ago Elias Bell was ruthlessly yanked out of this life.
He was young, he was my friend, he had plans
But that did not matter.
He had to go,
To a place he knows not.
But it must be where he belongs,
For this world is not where we belong.

Why must we come here,
And why must we go?
It must not be a winner's list that brought us here.
It is cruel.

Goodbye to oblivion my friend.
When my day comes, I'll "accept" my fate,
And join you into another ruthless circle of whatever,
or is there a place we truly belong to forever?

I mourn for you my friend.

Augustine Ambe
9/2/15

Elias is with glasses, just behind me.
Augie Ambe's photo.

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My dear brother Elias it,s hard to imagine that you are no more among us. I wish you a safe journey back home and may the almighty GOD forgive and receive you into his kingdom You will forever remain in our mind Farewell..

Ni Elias this is not happening. Gone too soon.But you are in a better place brother where there is no more agony nor sorrow. I still remember when we were young, you would sit under the plum tree in front of the house and from there, run commentaries, tease us and we would laugh together but you always continued to laugh in soprano as you gave a high pitch note at the end. And life went on. Rest in Peace Ni Elias. Adieu.