You have lived a very victorious life, you have impacted a lot of lives around the globe including ours,You have done it all Amary Q. How we wish you could stay with us so you can teach our children and play with them when you retire from active service. How we wish you will stay with us and tell us all the things that happened when whiles we  were away from home. Amary Q we know you are safe with your maker so we shall not mourn but rather strive to see you again in heaven. Your legacy will remain with us and we shall hold on to your  values and principles. Amary Q we miss you already. Rest in prefect peace till we meet again.

EULOGY

BY ELLEN ANYELEY CLEGG

I remember clearly youthful days in Secondary School

Memories remind me of all the happiness and sorrows we shared

Students running here and there studying, cleaning or dining together

At the end of it all parting to face life, each on his own

I remember my first day at Christian Methodist Secondary School when another new student (homo) was asked to help me carry my chop box into the hostel. This happened to be no other person than Ms. Emelia Amartey-Quarcoo who had reported earlier.  That same evening we were lined up kneeling down in front of the chop box room and the seniors used their bum bums to hit our faces. I was hit hard and fell.  As fate would have it the one kneeling by my side who helped me get up was no other person than Emelia.  That was how our friendship started.  We had our moments of quarrels and reuniting. In school I did not have enough hair and other girls always made fun of me because of that, but Emelia never refused to braid my hair.

Oh Emelia those were our glorious moments when we moved together to each other’s house during exeat ensuring that we shared and ate what we had.

After our Secondary School days, you went into Teacher Training and I into Nursing.  We lost touch with each other; but I will never forget the first day you walked into Ward I of the Korle Bu Teaching Hospital beaming with smiles whilst I looked surprised and wondered how you managed to trace me.  After that we lost contact again but surprisingly on an Outreach Service in Osu I met a young fair colored boy bearing the name Amartey-Quarcoo and on direct questioning he informed me that I can see you that day at home for you were mourning your beloved who died in a motor accident.  Since then we have been communicating occasionally because you always took the initiative to look me up.   I am not a WhatsApp fanatic but you always remember me by sending inspirational messages even though I hardly ever replied your messages.

This year started with your New Year message which I did not reply and when I realized you joined the others on the platform I quickly went onto our private line to have time for ourselves.  That was when you informed me that you are now in Klo – Agogo SHS after five years’ service at Diaspora Girls.

I was baffled by what you wrote in our last chat: “My oil dried up earlier but the Lord has restored it.”

I wanted you to explain but did not get the chance. The next thing I heard was that you were on admission where I watched your health deteriorating

I still cannot comprehend why this should be so because you were the one who threw the challenge to the group to go hiking on the Aburi Mountain as well as look for the other mates.

Emelia, as you join our fore bearers on this glorious journey to your maker, we take consolation in the fact that we shall surely meet again.

Tsulɔ Kpakpa yaa wɔ ojogbann

Ameley Amartey –Quarcoo

Emelia Amartey-Quarcoo

Wɔ shweshweeshwe yɛ Nuntsɔ lɛ Kpokoiaan

TRIBUTE BY FRIENDS

ANITA COLLISON

To my dearest friend and sister, Emelia Amerley Amartey-Quarcoo.

I met Auntie Emelia as I affectionately called her in September 1998 at O'Reilly Senior High  School during my first year of appointment to the school.

Being the reserved type of person, I had no friends and so never sat in the staff         common room. I shuttled from my home to school to have my lessons each day,

Apparently, Auntie Emelia had noticed my way of life and approached me one day and asked me to share her office with her, sitting right by her side.

She drew me very close to her and pampered me very well like a daughter. Infact,I

enjoyed her lovely company and stopped my shuttling from my home to the school to

have my lessons.

We became so close and gradually, she became part of my family and shared my

family's joys and sorrows.

Auntie Emelia, I have never forgotten the weekend we spent together at Coconut

Groove, Elmina when you won the Best Teacher's Award

I could tell Auntie Emelia my challenges and within a twinkle of an eye she would find a solution for me.

After she had left O'Reilly Senior High School to Accra High School and Association

International School, we still mentained our friendship.  She visited me at home and I

did same.

When she was posted to Diaspora Girls Senior High School as headmistress, I visited

 her a couple of times. I can go on and on.

On Saturday 9th April, 2016, I had a phone call that you were not well and had been

admitted at the Korle bu Teaching Hospital.

Driving from Roman Ridge to Korle bu was most distressing for me. I got there, held

your hands and prayed for you. I was not happy at all when I left you because I had

never seen you sick before.  You were such a strong and lively person.

On Sunday, Lady Reverend Kathleen  Parker -Allotey called to tell me you were better and that you responded to her prayers. I was so happy and began to sing.

On 12th of April, 2016 when your sister Amorkor called, I least expected the news that you had passed on . I shed and continue to shed so much tears. Oh Auntie Emelia, why did you have to leave us so soon?

 Auntie Emelia, who will I share my joys and challenges with?

You were a pillar of strength to me, but our ways are not God's ways neither our

thoughts his thoughts.

As Thomas Fuller said  "The happy thoughts of those we love will never pass away "

so you will always be in our hearts and on our minds.

To the brother and sisters and the entire family, I say

Partings come and hearts are broken,

Loved ones go with words unspoken,

Deep in their hearts there's a memory kept

For a sister and a friend they'll never forget

Although you've lost a dear sister

A life linked with her own,

She's still ours to remember.

When the sun shines tomorrow, it shines for you. It rises to let you know that there will always be sunshine after the rain. It shines to let you know there are brighter days

ahead.

Auntie Emelia, may the Lord grant you eternal rest till we meet again.

Auntie Emelia, Yawo ojogbann!!