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!!

MEMBERS BY LOVE,………………………………………….

Dear family members, relations and friends of Madam Emelia Amartey- Quarcoo, a.k.a. Auntie Emelia,

The YWCA of Ghana wishes to express her sincerest heartfelt condolences at the passing on of your beloved daughter, sister, teacher, mother and friend.

The staff and members can not sufficiently express the utter shock and dismay that all of us at the YWCA National Headquarters experienced upon learning of Auntie Emelia’s passing on at the Korle – Bu Teaching Hospital on the fateful morning of Tuesday, 19th April, 2016.  A day that was set for the launching of the World YWCA 161 years celebration.   A launch of which she had immensely shared rich ideas on the best way to have it done in a glamorous manner.

The YWCA had the pleasure and privilege of having Auntie Emelia as a youth volunteer who joined the Young Women’s Christian Association of Ghana in the year 1986.  She has been a vibrant volunteer of the Association for 30 years until her demise on 19th April, 2016.

As an energetic, young volunteer having the YWCA at heart, she held many positions in the Association.   She was open and most of the time she discussed her excellent ideas and contributions at meetings and on individual basis.  Her punctuality and regularity at meetings made her to hold her first position as the YWCA Youth Chairperson where she worked tirelessly with the then YWCA National Youth Secretary, Mrs. Eunice Ama Osei for years.   She assisted to train a lot of the youth in those years and she served as a resource person at some of the youth programmes.

In the year 1999/2000 when the YWCA of Ghana had to nominate a volunteer to Geneva, Switzerland solely to work on fundraising on behalf of the Association, no other person was nominated by the National Executives who said ‘’Let’s ask Emelia Amartey – Quarcoo to go, that lady, she is very good and very hard working’’.  Yes, really, she did travel and accomplished her assignment diligently and raised an overwhelming amount for the Association.

In the year 2000, due to her hard work, she was voted into office in absentia as the YWCA Accra Branch Chairperson to steer the affairs of the branch members and the branch’s Dressmaking Unit/Fashion School, the only source of income generating activity for the branch.

In her acceptance speech she said ‘’ I Emelia Amartey – Quarcoo have accepted to work as the Accra Branch Chairperson by your powers vested in me.   All that I want to tell you is that, I am an extrovert and so I may go beyond your expectations.  Please, when you notice that just pull me slightly at my back to stop me a bit and I will explain things to you.’’  As she hit the grounds running, she made the following progress in the YWCA Dressmaking Unit and in the branch:

    First and foremost, went on rounds with two (2) other branch members to solicit funds from some old and elite members of the Association to donate generously to the continuous maintenance cost of the Branch’s Toyota Haise Bus.

    With the many expenses being made on the Branch’s Bus, in agreement with her executives, the bus was later sold out for an investment.

    Reshuffled the School and worked on the correct running system of the school.

    Formed school interview committee.

    Formed school’s Project committee.

    Established a Sewing Production Unit where all YWCA students uniforms were sewn including outside Customers around and beyond the YWCA Community.

    A number of hand sewing and industrial machines were bought to be used by students when in school and to use their own hand machines for assignments at home.

    Cash payment of School fees was changed to direct payment into school’s account at Bank.

    Some teachers were sponsored to pursue further training in teaching and awards were given to teachers at the end of the year.

    Drew a lot of dormant members to renew their membership.

    The branch meeting was made to be more interesting where at a point in time, members were trained to acquire the skills of performing all leadership positions during any kind of programmes/functions.

    Cash and in – kind investments were made for the branch.

In March, 2007 she handed over the position after 7 years of dedicated service, coupled with some challenges which is always normal in handling positions of such nature.  She never missed any of the YWCA National Conventions irrespective of where it was held in the country to make impart into matters of governance and election of officers.

During the YWCA 2008 National Convention, she was given the position of a National Council Member.   She was a member of the planning committee for the YWCA 18th Quadrennial National Convention held in 2013. In 2014, at the National Executive Board she was appointed as the YWCA School’s Board Chairperson to help resolve the many educational challenges of the school.  A position she held until her untimely death.

On Tuesday, 29th March, 2016, despite a very short notice, Auntie Emelia, honoured an invitation to stand in for a volunteer at a GTV Breakfast Show to showcase YWCA.  Together with two other staff members made an excellent presentation.

After the GTV programme, Auntie Emelia in her YWCA cloth, came to the YWCA National Office shortly to have the usual interactions with the office staff since she was no more residing in Accra.  She was seen off at the car park when she inquired about the YWCA National President who was outside the country.  She collected her contact numbers and promised to find out her arrival in Ghana.   Little did we know that Emelia was indeed parting company with the staff of her cherished YWCA.

The YWCA of Ghana have so much to write about Emelia Amartey – Quarcoo and exactly what she meant to the YWCA, but nothing means more to the YWCA than the last two (2)  weeks that she appeared on GTV Breakfast show in the name  of the Association,her copy of the clip of which she was yet to collect.

The entire YWCA of Ghana, Volunteers, Staff, Teachers, Students and all current and past Executives of the Association will sorely miss our dear sister and friend Emelia.   YWCA will miss her wise counsel and contributions to advance the course of the Association.   The vacuum created will be very, very difficult to fill, but we know that Auntie Emelia was a lady of strong faith and conviction in the promise of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.  We can only conclude that she has completely finished her God given agenda on this earth and she has been called home by the Lord. 

We will therefore re- unite in God’s time.  Her memories will forever remain in our minds.

The YWCA loves you but God loves you best.

Fare thee well.

Rest in Perfect Peace.

Amen.

TRIBUTE BY CONFERENCE OF HEADS OF ASSISTED SECONDARY SCHOOLS IN MEMORY OF MADAM EMELIA AMALEY AMARTEY-QUARCOO

 “And I heard a voice from Heaven saying, blessed are those who die in the Lord from now on, Yes says the Spirit, they are blessed indeed, for they will rest from their hard work, for their good lessons follow them”

The late Emelia Amaley Amartey-Quarcoo affectionately called Auntie Emy became a member of Conference of Heads of Assisted Secondary Schools when she was appointed as a Substantive Headmistress and was posted to head Diaspora Girls Senior High, Obodan – Nsawam in the Eastern Region from April 20th, 2011 to September, 2015.  She was transferred to Klo Agogo Senior High School last year and remained there until she passed on to eternity.

CHASS remembers Emelia for her sterling leadership qualities which translated into significant improvement in the schools that she managed.  It is on record that Auntie Emy, apart from forming the first Board of Governors at Diaspora Girls, was also able to lobby for the construction of dormitory, staff bungalow as well as school bus for Diaspora Girls.

As a member of CHASS, Emelia was very outspoken, yet amiable, affable and gregarious.  She was selfless, dedicated and a committed member who was always prepared to accept additional responsibilities.  She was an Executive Member in charge of sports in the Eastern Region.

Emy, on April 19th 2016 when you were sent to the Korle- Bu Teaching Hospital, you gave no indication that your journey on earth had come to an end.  The news of your untimely and unexpected demise came to CHASS as a great SHOCK.

Indeed CHASS has lost a valuable team player, an enterprising and conscientious administrator.  

CHASS is of the believe that the Good Lord will find a restful place in the bosom of Abraham for our sister till we meet again.

Emelia Amaley Amartey-Quarcoo fare thee well

Emy  Wᴐ ba kpe ekonn.  Nyɛmᴐᴐ jogbann

TRIBUTE BY FORUM OF HEADS OF GIRLS’ SENIOR HIGH SCHOOL (FOHGSHS) TO OUR INDEFATIGABLE PRO

To say that we have lost a colleague is an understatement.

We have lost a lively, jovial, determined and influential sister, friend and the Public Relations Officer of our Forum.

To think that such an energetic person bursting with zeal and zest in all she undertook could suddenly be taken ill and pass on after a few days is a reality we are finding difficult to accept.

Emelia became the PRO of FOHGSHS at the beginning of the term of the present Executive and remained in the position until her untimely demise.

She brought such vitality and spirit to FOHGSHS that we unanimously agreed with her that she will be PRO for life. Thus when someone shouted “PRO”, the chorus chanted was “FOR LIFE”. What joy, what fun she brought to the Forum with her predictable infectious smiles and warmth.

We had all wished that she would be given a new school where the environment would be a little more friendly and accommodative of her vision but it was never to be. She reluctantly accepted her transfer to her new school and immediately took the bull by the horn. She took all the challenges that confronted her in her stride. It is not in our PRO’s nature to easily give up in the face of difficulties. In adversity, she would always rely on her Lord to see her through. When storm clouds gathered, she would stand firm in the sheltering hand of her Lord and move on with her life. She was gathering momentum in her new school where she has been for barely 2 terms when the call from her maker sounded.

Oh Diaspora, PRO for life, your sisters are finding it difficult to come to terms with your absence and the vacuum it has created. When you said “For Life” did you mean you were going to leave this life with the title? If we knew this to be the case, we would never have echoed back “For Life”.

Like a candle, our PRO lit up our weary and stressed-out countenances, brightened up the brood and warmed up our meeting whenever we met.

“Hello sisters, did you bring your dancing shoes? Who is ready to challenge me this time round? You had better prepare well because I am going to win for Eastern Region”.

Oh PRO, how could you do this to us? Leaving us without any notice, this is not your style. In your last announcements, you did not add that it will be your last meeting with us!!! (Forgive us if we seem to be blaming you, we are out of sorts.)

The Lord whom you loved and served knows why you had to go at this time so we will leave the meaning and interpretation of this painful event to Him and comfort ourselves with what remains: the lessons you have left us-:

These are the riches you have left us and will hold on to them

-       In the FOHGSHS garden, where we support each other to grow into the splendor of our maker, you were like a dandelion – difficult to dislodge, you jumped across the garden boundaries of creed, age and tribe to make everyone feel at home

-       Like a china rose you peered out of the green garden; ever watchful, even willing to bless and cheer all who came our way.

The candle is off, the petals have fallen.

Sorrow will ask, “why?”. Faith will answer; “all things work together for good to them that love God.” We will try and exercise faith and stretch it to see the good times ahead without our PRO For Life.

Time like an ever-rolling stream must roll away our pain and sorrow but it rather seems unkind to us these days as it draws us closer and closer to another time of fellowship in August for a summer camp for girls where our PRO’s absence will be sorely missed.

Oh PRO, if you are seeing and listening we just want you to know that you are dearly loved and appreciated by FOHGSHS whom you served with demonstrable commitment and joy. Though we feel cold without you, our fire brand, we have to gird up our loins and move on…there is work to do: “Educate the Girl and Build the Nation.”

Dear Sister, rest peacefully in the bosom of our father till we meet again on that beautiful shore. 

TRIBUTE FROM THE SCRIPTURE UNION (SU) GHANA

“For since we believe that Jesus died and was raised to life again, we also believe that when Jesus returns, God will bring back with him the believers who have died.  So encourage each other with these words.” (1Thess 414, 18)

Like an arrow out of nowhere the news of your loss hit the head, then the heart and then slowly into our spines. The question we asked ourselves is “Is death so close?”

The late Mama Emelia was one of the pillars of the Scripture Union (Ghana) in Accra. Mama Emelia joined the Scripture Union Greater Accra in the year 1999 whiles teaching at the Orielly Senior High School where she was a Patron to the SU Group.  She was so committed and dedicated that during the long vacations she will join in the Children and Youth Camps as a Matron. She will always come along with the necessary catering equipment and utensils which the camp needed but did not have and stay throughout the one-week camp.

Her selfless hard work and love for children and the youth compelled the staff to invite her to join the Bible Ministry Committee and the Greater Accra Regional Committee (which overlooks all SU Ministry in the Region). Her contributions in both teams have been enormous. She never leaves out her Sunday School children and youth from the usage of the devotional guides produced by SU i.e. Daily Guide and Daily Power. She always makes sure they have copies.

Staff welfare has also been dear to her and she didn’t ever want to hear that there is no money to pay staff.  Because of this she joined the Fundraising Committee and helped in the Fundraising Dinners and “Slow Boiling” activities.  In 2014 she was invited to be a member of the National Schools Committee (which overlooks all of SU Ghana’s ministry in schools).

On Holy Saturday 2016, she was with us at our Easter House Party, amiably interacting with everyone. She expressed her concerns about some members who have passed on and those who were not able to attend.  As usual, she gave several suggestions on how to improve the programme and make it more attractive to people of all ages. She was also present at the most recent National Schools Committee meeting held in March this year and was fully involved in the deliberations.

Suddenly, we are faced with a huge vacuum in the Greater Accra Regional Committee and the National schools Committee. Such an active member has left us.

MADAM EMELIA AMARTEY-QUARCOO

MAY YOU REST IN THE BOSSOM OF GOD

 NAA MORKOR YAA Wↄ OJOGBAN 

S.U. BII Fɛɛ Kɛɛ AKɛ, Kɛ NUNTSↄ ASUMↄ Lɛ WↄBA KPE EKON

TRIBUTE BY ‘79’ FELLOWSHIP OF APOWA

 “Then the Lord said to Job,” Do you still want to argue with the almighty? You are God’s critic, but do you have the answers?”. Then Job replied to the Lord, “I am nothing- how could I ever find the answers? I will cover my mouth with my hand.” (Job 40:1-4)

It is with great shock and disbelief that we stand here this day to read the tribute of our late classmate.

In September, 1976, a bevy of ladies were admitted to the Presbyterian Women’s Training College (Popularly known as ‘a school of your own choice’) at Aburi to pursue a 3 year Post-Secondary course in Home Economics Education.

Emelia Amartey Quarcoo, fondly remembered by us as Amary ‘Q’ was one of us. Though she was one of the youngest in class, by the time we had settled she had established her identity. In fact, she was known by almost everybody – The Principal, Vice Principal, tutors, seniors, the kitchen staff and the great terror ‘sumanguru’ (the chief security). Sumanguru was in fact a strict Presbyterian Security man who was very difficult to win but Emelia could outwit him by calling him ‘Suu’ and he would respond “yeah”.

Emelia was a very smart, intelligent and self-disciplined student. She would always be the first to volunteer for class demonstrations to save most of us who were very shy and timid.  She would always play the role of tutors in their absence; mimicking them and giving them nicknames. Our class (PS1B) was a very lively class because of Amary ‘Q’. She always had a unique way of reducing tension in class.

Emelia was a committed Christian who loved the Lord and saw her life as a service to her maker. Through her, some of us became Sunday school teachers up to date. She loved teaching the children and could come down to their level, a born teacher indeed. During our school days she never missed church service and Scripture Union meetings. Emelia loved the word ‘IMPOSSIBLE’. She said she experienced the POSSIBLE GOD in all her impossible situations. She was really an overcomer, a solution carrier who never compromised her faith. She possessed pioneering spirit and saw herself as a missionary. She therefore willingly accepted postings to remote and deprived community schools. She would always say that it is her service to God and man. She was a hardworking person who transformed the schools she was posted to and this saw her winning the National Best Teacher Award in 2000/2001 Academic year for Greater Accra Region. She also helped many needy students to fulfill their dreams. God richly bless you Emelia.

Amary ‘Q’ was very witty, bold and could think on the spur of the moment. A case in point was when she was sent to go and buy a parcel for the one of our tutors who was retiring. On her way back to school the taxi driver wanted to rape her. He drove into the bush and stopped. He then told Emelia “Awuraa si na y33b3gye y’ani “(Lady get down we are coming to enjoy ourselves). Emelia was calm and feigned interest and asked the taxi driver to drop her on campus so she could leave the parcel with a friend after which she would go with him to May Restaurant to spend the night there. After much coaxing the man believed her and brought her to school. Emelia got down and called some friends and told them what had happened whilst the taxi driver was waiting. We started shouting and running towards the taxi driver. When the taxi driver saw us charging towards him, he sped off. That was Amary Q for you. We will miss you dearly strong woman.

Emelia possessed unique leadership qualities and with dint of hard work she and a few old students established the Women of Substance (Our old students association).  She has been the President since its inception till her demise. A very good organizer who would always get events and functions come off when all seem to be impossible. Emelia was an exemplary leader who with her unique humorous attitude always got members to work to achieve our goals.

Two years ago, Amary ‘Q’ encouraged the ‘79’-Year Group to start meeting and have fun. She went ahead to create a whatsapp platform “79 Fellowship”. This helped to connect many of our mates whom we had not seen or heard from since we left school. It became very vibrant only last month and surprisingly her death has brought in more of our classmates to the platform. Emelia we promise we will continue with all your wonderful aspirations for the group. Now the light of our group is off, the cord that binds us together in love is broken, our live wire is short circuited.

Amary ‘Q’, your book is closed but we will continue to discuss the golden chapters of your life because you are a wonderful woman of substance who has left your foot prints in the sands of time.

We have lost a wise counselor, unique leader, sweet sister but God has gained His good and faithful servant. We thank God for lending such a gem to us for nearly 30 years.

Amary ‘Q’ rest in peace.

Sorghum yaawo odzogbaa

Emmy we shall meet on the resurrection morning in the skies with our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.

AYEKOO!!! SLEEP WELL, SWEET SISTER.

WE REMEMBER OUR CLASSMATE

EMELIA AMARTEY-QUARCOO

1976 YEAR GROUP OF CHRISTIAN METHODIST SECONDARY SCHOOL

Our lives got intertwined when we all entered Christian Methodist Secondary School, Accra, in September 1971, as Form One students. For the next five years we spent time learning together, playing, fighting, arguing, making friends, playing pranks, and growing together. In June 1976 we wrote our final papers in the GCE O Levels. Emelia, you were there with us all those five years. After 1976 we all seemed to have been dispersed to the four corners of the world; some stayed at home but others went into the diaspora. That was forty years ago.

Then the gathering-in started in January 2016. Through the technology of whatsapp we had a platform set up for the 1976 Year Group of CHRIMOSA. Emelia, that was when you re-entered the stratosphere with a bang. You came. You joined the platform. Full of life. Devoid of pretenses. Energized to move us along. You brought fun to the group chats and you inspired us with your unrestrained motivational and faith boosting postings. It was almost as if you were on a mission; almost as if you had a job to do; almost as if you knew your time was limited.

On March 18, 2016, you posted your first message; and your intentions were unambiguous: “Wao o o o o. A very active platform. Happy to be part of it. Anyway I miss the venue for the party o o o?” And you were bent on being at Eunice Offei’s (Sagoe-Pyne) 60th birthday party with no plans of sitting idle, warming a seat. So you proclaimed on March 19, 2016: “Trying to pack my ancient dancing shoes from Chrimesco, a little dancing rehearsal and then straight to Accra. Any challenger? Any sponsor for the dancing award for best dancer?” And you did carry your dancing shoes with you to the party. And you danced as if that was your last dance. Was it?

Emelia, family and relationships meant so much to you. In your characteristic buoyancy you threw us all, your classmates on the platform, a challenge: “Where are most of the ‘76 fraternity? Special treat for the one who will bring the MOST members on the platform” (March 23, 2016) That was you. Vigorous but jocular; serious but fun-loving.  After forty long years of being separated since completing secondary school, we were all eager to see and connect to one another. But no one expressed this more forcefully than you. On March 23, 2016, you proclaimed: “Hwɛ, the best fellowship for the first quarter of 2016. A relationship I have always been yearning for. 40yrs????? after school? I could not believe it hence the fun. More birthdays . . .meetings. . . get together. . .fun etc. Life begins at forty. So is relationship.” Yes, Emelia, your relational intelligence made you our Apostle of Relationships.

News about you having suddenly been taken ill was received with the expected disbelieve because on Saturday, April 9, 2016, you had gone climbing the Peduase hill and you told us about your experience. When Samuel Korboe asked you if you were able to get to the Peduase Lodge, Emelia, you responded: “Yes. This time to Peduase but not for any activity and walked briskly back. No running as well.” This was to be your last posting; your farewell to us.

When we got word that you had been admitted at the Korle Bu Teaching Hospital, we rallied our Nursing professionals—Ellen and Eunice. Prayers rose to the throne of the Most High God. We did not restrain ourselves from doing what was humanly possible. But God had other plans. On April 19, 2016, exactly a month after you reconnected with your classmates, the angels escorted you off the stage of life, obviously with fanfare from the heavenly orchestra.

Emelia, we miss you. Eunice cannot be consoled because she had plans of more parties and more dancing opportunities for us all: “I thought this occasion on my birthday was going to be a yearly affair in my house because you danced your heart out that night. Just at the time we have found ourselves once again and gathering together to form the one big happy class that we used to be, death has laid its icy hands on you to defeat our goal.”

Alfred Wuver is beside himself with grief: “Why is death so wicked, I asked when I heard of your passing to yonder city. Just as we were renewing our friendship after 40 years of graduation from school you left us. Yede  nyuie.   Fare thee well.”

Isabella Hunt (Thompson) is uncharacteristically calm; but her pain is deep and palpable: “Emelia what can I say? I  haven't seen you in forty years but I still remember your ready smile, wicked sense of humour and gentle manner. I can’t believe I will never see that face again, such a loss to the class of ‘76. Emelia, rest in peace.”

Samuel Korboe, our Assistant School Prefect, always the leader, remembers your last days because he was there: “I still can remember when on Monday April 18, 2016, I visited with another mate at your bedside around 5pm; you could only look at us and request that I pray for you. Yes I did pray but then you never wanted to look back at us again. And on the dawn of April 19, 2016, you answered the call to eternity. Emelia it still remains a wild dream, unbelievable. All the ideas and plans you had for our 40th anniversary/homecoming after Chrimesco are gone with the wind... I trust that your work here on earth has been accomplished.”

Daniel Abbey is heartbroken: “It is very heartbreaking to lose a dear one.  I never had the opportunity to meet with you since graduating from High School; but was glad to reconnect via whatsapp, after so long. Now that you’ve departed we are resting in the assurance that you are up on your way to meet your Maker. So keep smiling and keep shinning.”

Kweku Osam in mournful thoughts declares: “Before you unceremoniously left this earth you had stormed our Year Group whatsapp platform with energy, zeal, and your copyrighted enthusiasm, posting inspirational messages and greeting cards. Emelia, we miss your buoyant life and the infectious relational intelligence. We thought we needed you but obviously the God of all flesh needs you more. Enjoy a peaceful rest in paradise till we meet before the great white throne.”

Naomi Mensah (Kwaku), your friend you loved to call ‘Kwakwe’, with pain in her heart and tears in her eyes is distraught and says: “Emelia, you fell asleep without saying goodbye to your loved ones.  Time may fade but memories of you, especially fond ones, will always remain in my heart until the good Lord links the broken chain that has been created between us as one by one we depart from this earth. Rest in perfect peace.”

You clearly served your generation and we are assured that you are resting with our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Emelia, yaawɔ dzogbaŋ.

A memorial tribute for our beloved friend, staff and teacher

Auntie Emelia Amartey-Quarcoo

If this philosophy were true “Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we die” and resurrection and reunion of those who sleep in Christ were also an afterthought of great thinkers, the death of Christ would indeed be the most miserable or Christianity as a new way of life would not be worth living.

In sharp contrast and incomparable is the restful state of the dead in Christ, in Christ paradise, the resurrection of the saints and reunion with loved one in the presence of our Lord Jesus. We are privileged!

Auntie Emelia, very confident, resourceful, hardworking and unbeatable, would always utilize her resources to better up an unwelcoming situation! She is a team-building leader, corporate with team members purposefully and always got the work done. I think such a personality unquestionably deserves the benefits of her talents and not to better up situation for others to reap where they have not really sown.

At Association International School, Auntie Emelia engineered several educative programs to expose the students of the school to modern ways of analyzing issues. She stressed on a multi-faceted approach to education by encouraging students to take part in extra-curricular activities and excelling at school. She established partnerships with students through the Readwide club, British Council, Charter House events and other fruitful partnerships.

Her hallmark was patriotism and love for country. Hence, she instilled in students the value of patriotism and made every event a grand affair. She will organize programs such as cultural awareness day celebration, field trips and recycling competitions to make students aware of their country. Auntie Emelia entertained students periodically with mini parties and was with the Scripture Union (SU).

Auntie Emelia, the staff and all the former pupils of Association International School would always be memorable of your encouragement, involvement, mobilization, initiatives, humorous speeches etc.

Auntie Emelia, you believed in Jesus and you identified with him and so certainly you will reign with him, not without us. We keep asking the lord, why so sudden, but the Lord sets time for everything under the sun, including home-calling of his saints. We are comforted while we mourn. The Lord will comfort you in paradise till we meet at resurrection.

Till the trumpet sounds, keep resting with Jesus

WÉ ojogban!!  

“And I heard a voice from Heaven saying, blessed are the dead in the Lord, from now on.

Blessed indeed says the Lord that they may rest from their labour,

for their deeds follow them”. (Rev. 14:13)

With heavy heart our tears flow without ceasing as we pay tribute to our beloved Former Headmistress Emelia Ameley Amartey-Quarcoo. Our minds cannot understand and with pain and deep sorrow in our hearts, we have to accept the Will of God and the painful reality that Auntie Emmy, affectionately called by staff and students of Diaspora Girls’ Senior High School, is no more.

Madam Emelia Ameley Amartey-Quarcoo was the Headmistress of Diaspora Girls’ Senior High School, Obodan-Nsawam from April 2011 to September, 2015.

During her leadership, the school witnessed a significant improvement in all departments in the school: Auntie Emmy formed the first Board of Governors of Diaspora Girls’; lobbied for the construction of student dormitory, staff bungalow; and the acquisition of a school bus.

Auntie Emmy introduced Business and Visual Art Programmes for Diaspora Girls’ and for the school to be a centre for West African Senior Secondary Examination (WASSCE). The school also saw improvement in the WASSCE results under her leadership.

She was someone who served her maker very well. In order to inculcate in students the word of God, she established the Chaplaincy Board, of which she played a very significant role in building the spiritual needs of students and staff.

She was also a disciplinarian, principled, compassionate, result-oriented, affable, and above all, God-fearing. She was genuinely and selflessly committed, dedicated and devoted to work and always performed her responsibilities faithfully.

On the 8th of April, 2016, we sent an invitation letter to Auntie Emmy for a send off ceremony to be held in the premises of Diaspora Girls’ Senior High School on the 7th of May, 2016. She was very delighted about the invitation and said she would be attending in a grand style. Least did we know that the citation written in her honor would turn into a tribute. But God knows best.

Auntie Emmy, you were not only a headmistress but also a mother and a great mentor. You demonstrated your love to the members of staff and students of Diaspora Girls’ Senior High School through your zeal and rapid response anytime we called on you. Auntie Emmy, Diaspora Girls’ will miss you dearly. We will always remember you as a good leader and a mother.  When the history of Diaspora Girls’ Senior High School, the school you dearly loved and cherished comes to be written, your name will be written in PURE GOLD! 

Until we meet again, may your soul rest in perfect peace.

Auntie Emmy Yaa w) Ojogban

Auntie Emmy Da yiye

Dabi Yebehyiamu bio

The news of your death reached us with great shock. We couldn't believe our ears until the third and fourth callers confirmed it. It is difficult to talk about it and yet impossible to be silent.

    Madam we took you as our father, mother, counsellor, after our parents brought us here. You were always nice to us anytime we approached you. You always made us see that you were a caring headmistress and our progress in life was of great interest to you. Though your rules were strict, the respect you had for us was marvellous. You never called us by our own names, you either called us honorable, professor, gentleman, my dear, etc.

    Madam, as we affectionately call you, we will always have fond memories of your tremendous discipline. We are extremely grateful for the sacrifices you made that have led us become what we are today. We will forever remember your constant advice to us that we are writing our own testimonials with our actions and behavior.

      Hmmm 19th April 2016! What a day. A vibrant ambassador of Christ has left this earth and darkness has filled the whole school. The whole family here is in tears.

     Madam we did not expect this painful departure because you were one of the few heads so far with the ambition of developing the school. We also know of your loyalty to the school in terms of accountability. We were still expecting more from you to teach us, but who are we to question God? He who knows who to give and who to take.

   Madam, this is the time we would have shown our appreciation to you by becoming more disciplined and attentive as you had always encouraged us. Madam your concern is no more, your care is no more, your upbringing of students is dashed away.

   We the students of HIGH KLASS however take consolation in the fact that you are resting in the bosom of the Almighty.

God be with you till we meet again.

Those we love do not go away, they walk beside us everyday, unseen, unheard, but always near, still loved, still missed and very dear.

On 20th April, 2016 one particular piece of news arrived at our school, Klo Agogo Senior High School (HIGHKLASS) which turned everything upside down. Even though it has been almost two months since her death, we are still in shock.

Her brief stay with us was impactful. And this is attested by the longest serving tutor at our school who says no previous head has had that much impact within such a short time frame.

This was a personality that left herself embedded in your memory forever.

Talk of energy, talk of drive, vision, verve, talk of being the life of the party, but above all talk of leadership. She was your textbook definition of a leader. There never was anything indecisive about Emelia, never anything hanging loose, and she left just the way she lived; crisp and definitive.

On April 6, madam asked that we take pictures of her. It was a bit unusual. However,  two tutors quickly obliged and about twenty pictures were taken of her. Little did we know these were final souvenirs she was leaving with us. Madam was the 'rough-diamond' imagery in our lives: always challenging you to bring out and polish the good you have in you which you are hiding. The truth about persons and situations that everyone is embarrassed to mention, Emelia would say it without a twitch and by that set the records straight. The number and scope of projects she had begun for our school, not to mention those she had outlined to be tackled later, within her short stay with us is another whole chapter that may be discussed elsewhere.

In life, there are things that we do not want happen but have to accept; things we do not want to know but have to learn, and people we cannot live without but have to let go. We are missing her badly and will sorely miss her.

EMELIA rest in peace.

 "…I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in Me, though he may die, he shall live. 26 And whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die...” (John 11: 25 – 26)

 It is with heavy hearts, that we today mourn our late sister Emelia Amartey–Quarcoo. Auntie Emelia, as we all affectionately called her, was an active member of this ministry since its inauguration, and served as its Trustee from 2010 – 2012. Even though we are sorrowful, because we unexpectedly lost an energetic, vibrant, committed, fun-loving and progressive sister, we are confident that she lives on, in a much better place, and in the bosom of our dear Lord.

The news of Auntie Emelia’s sudden short illness which culminated in her eventual death took us all by surprise. We could neither believe nor understand the turn of events; we could not comprehend all that was going on. We prayed for the recovery of our dear sister, but our Lord knew better than us all, and decided her work on earth is done. We wished we could have had her for much longer, but the Lord loves her best and has taken her to a better place. May His name be praised!

We remember Auntie Emelia as a lively, active, affable and candid sister, who brings life and encouragement to every place and situation that she walks into. Our dear sister always came to meetings smiling and shared her thoughts, experiences, and knowledge during such interactions.

We will miss her dancing, not to talk about her discordant singing. She couldn’t be bothered by what anyone said or thought; she insisted that her preoccupation was to praise her Lord. Her commitment to the Women Ministry, for so long as she was stationed in Accra, was unquestionable and unparalleled. 

She was critical in providing content for our programmes, and will show up at our meetings even if it meant an often late appearance. She was the brain behind the establishment of the Ga version of the Group’s slogan “Esther! Yoo kakalɔ!” On many occasions, she was our script writer and director when we had to perform sketches. For several years, she was in charge of organizing our refreshments. She loved to cook and was certainly good at that! Her commitment to duty was definitely admirable. Auntie Emelia actively contributed in diverse ways towards the growth of the ministry.

She was a strong-willed, determined, outspoken, and forthright person with strong opinions who could zero in to the heart of any matter at the speed of light. In the next breath, her thoughts could turn to dealing with a problem or simply answering questions with a sense of humour. She was very passionate with issues that cropped up in the ministry and was willing to help work out their solutions. Auntie Emelia had the ability to handle the upsets and problems that life presented.

She was friendly to all members and did not harbour any ill–feelings towards anyone. She approached anyone who stepped on her toes in any form and let the person know that she was not happy with the turn of events. After resolving the matter, she then let go of it and buried the hatchet. According to her, she behaved this way because these little things affected one’s flow during Church services and shortened one’s life.

Auntie Emelia, if you can hear us, we want you to know that we are grateful to God for your life, even though to us that gift of life was rather too short. We will miss your warm company and jokes. At this time when the storm of death has roared and our hearts are lowly laid, we know that God is still round about us and we shall not be dismayed.

We however take consolation in the fact that the good Lord would keep you till we meet again in Heaven.

Auntie Emelia Rest peacefully in the Bosom of the Lord

Auntie Emelia Yaa wo Ojogbann ye Nuntso le Kpokoinn

Amen.

“Blessed are the dead who died in the Lord from henceforth. Yes, says the Spirit, they will rest from their labor, for their works will follow them.” Rev. 14:13

Auntie Emelia, as we all called her, was until her untimely demise, the Leader of the Children’s Ministry at PCC. She was vibrant, full of life and constantly bursting with ideas. We therefore received the news of her death with utter shock. Our mum, friend, sister, teacher and confidant is suddenly no longer with us. When the news of your death reached us, we had to pull out of whatever activity we were in to try and come to terms with it. We went numb! We were shattered! We were momentarily immobilized!

Auntie Emelia, our mum and leader, was such a lovely person. She was light-hearted yet firm and decisive. Unwavering and resolute, she provided the needed direction and guidance required of a good leader.

Her love for God and her relationship with Him was undisputable. She was quick to give her approval to what promotes the glory of God and equally quick to criticize what she thought would be a hindrance to the progress of the work of God.  Auntie Emelia constantly desired and pursued knowledge, which she willing made available to support the work of the Children’s Ministry. She was particularly passionate about the pre–youth group and was enthusiastic to see them develop into God–loving young people.

The children of PCC say:

You were a good, loving, caring, kind and out-going mother.

You were a role model. You would always push people out of their comfort zone into a pragmatic height in order for them to achieve excellence.

You were a mother of faith who put smiles on the faces of your children. You helped us to learn the word of God and to develop self-confidence.

You were a mother whose influence and presence transformed an unfavorable environment.

You were selfless as you expected nothing in return for your efforts. What is going to happen to the party you promised us in December, are you still writing exams or you are gone forever?

We are grateful to God for the time you shared with us, joining hands to take care of us children. We recollect with nostalgia both our fun and challenging moments.

You will be sorely missed, but we are consoled by the word of God which assures us that since you died in the Lord, you are with the Him and we shall meet when Jesus comes again.

May your soul rest in perfect peace.

“Then I heard a voice from heaven saying, Write:  Blessed are those who die in the Lord from now on yes says the Spirit, they would rest from their labour, for their deeds would follow them.” Rev. 14:13

Auntie Emelia as she was affectionately called was a founding member of the Praise Community Church and until her untimely death was the Head of the Children’s Ministry. She was a very principled and affable person. As a good leader, she was able to rally all the teachers at the Children’s Ministry to get things done.

She was also a member of the Church Board until her passing on. Auntie Emelia was a very objective person who spoke her mind on issues at Church Board and all other meetings. As a trained teacher, she advised the Church Board on issues concerning the education and upbringing of children in the Church. She always threw her weight behind good suggestions and worked to ensure they were implemented. Also, she believed in facing up to issues at hand and ensuring that they were solved.

On several occasions she prepared meals for the Church Board and the whole congregation. This was something she enjoyed doing and was very passionate about it. She participated fully in all Church programmes however busy she was, unless she was out of town.

One other thing she loved to do was singing. Whenever she sang and people made fun of her off key voice, all she said was that “We are making a joyful noise unto the Lord”. 

The Church and the Adenta Estate Community has sustained a major loss in the death of Auntie Emelia for her rich services, enduring patience, unwavering faith, remarkable fidelity and unwearied perseverance.

 Though deeply spiritual, she was intensely human, and a saving sense of humor kept her from sourness, and discouragement. She could easily be differentiated from other persons by what she was not; but we prefer to remember what she was; to remember how she moved to and fro among other persons, making life sweeter by her speeches and forthrightness and by her exquisite fortitude which we think was the finest note of her character.

Auntie Emelia, you have left us too soon. We least expected your early departure and especially under such circumstances. We still cannot believe it, though it is a fact. The whole congregation of Praise Community Church is grieving because “You have left us too soon”.

We take consolation in the fact that Auntie Emelia is not lost but has gone ahead of us to be with the Lord. Indeed you have fought a good fight and you have finished the race as stated in 2 Timothy 4:7.

She has left behind a memory fragrant with the perfume of self-sacrifice, which will live in our hearts as a rich and cherished treasure.                                                                                           

In the wide range of her work, in the multitude of persons with whom she came in contact with, in the sphere of her chosen labour, in the generation which she served, the lives she brightened, the souls she cheered, in her untiring devotion to the people of her peculiar care, she won for herself an affection which we may all envy and which we will all do well to emulate.

We love you, but God loves you most. Sleep in the bosom of the Lord until the Resurrection Day

Auntie Emelia, Yaa wɔ ojogbann

Praise Community Church says “Rest In Perfect Peace”

The Women’s Ministry says “God be with you till we meet again”

The Men’s Fellowship says “Your memories shall live with us always”

The Youth Ministry says “Fare thee well”

The Children’s Ministry says “We shall meet on that Beautiful Shore”

May the name of the Lord be praised for the life you lived for Christ Jesus.

 Amen.

Look around Aunt Emy, look around, for I know you can see from where you are. Look at the masses gathered here to see you off.  I do believe that we all may have one thing in common – “our admiration of a woman who never quits until the job is done and done well”. The first time I met you was 16 years ago at Dansoman. Bra Naa and Aunt Milly were looking for a secondary school for me and they thought you were the right person to help. As a teenager, I was a bit scared when I first met you. Because like many teenagers, I never wanted to be cared for by a serious and disciplined Teacher like you. Anyway, my fear came to pass, when you once caned me for lateness in front of the whole school and said “even family members deserve to be disciplined” That is how objective, fair and disciplined Aunt Emy was.

Since then till now, you have touched every area of my life. There is nothing I have that you didn’t influence. I remember you were there for my Secondary School Best Student Awards Ceremony. I remember you graced my Bachelor’s graduation with a huge party. I remember you graced my Master’s graduation ceremony with the thrilling party. I remember you chairing my engagement ceremony, cutting the cake and sitting at the high table at my wedding ceremony. I remember you at Jeff’s naming ceremony. I remember you visiting my Wife and Son to bid them farewell the day they were traveling to join me abroad. And that was exactly 4 weeks before you passed away. I remember talking to you 7 days before you passed away. You were always there! Sorry, I wasn’t there when you were sick. That is how you cared for the people you loved while you lived.

There were also unusual moments that we shared together. A moment of sharing tears together, moments of sharing fears and worries of the unknown together, when we were both scared about what was going to happen to our lives, moments of courage when you said we are not afraid because we serve a living God. I remember a moment when I nearly gave up everything and you were there to comfort me, to talk to me, to wipe my tears away. Moments I still truly cherish. These moments with you and many others taught me one thing: To never let down the people that depend on me!

Aunt Emy, I will never forget the unreserved love and sacrifices you gave. Although you are gone, you are right here in my heart! I don’t know why you died so young (57yrs). But there is one thing that I am confident about, that Death may seize a caring, thoughtful, hardworking, compassionate, and loving believer like you, Aunt Emy, but it cannot hold you in its power! Thank God for the resurrection power!

So, “O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” (1 Corinthians, 15:55).                     

SAFE JOURNEY HOME AUNTY! TILL WE MEET AGAIN! SAFE JOURNEY HOME

“Lord teach us to number our days so that we may gain

a heart of wisdom” Psalm 90:12

 The first time I visited the house of Ms. Patience Amartey-Quarcoo, (now my wife) she was not home and it was sister Emelia Amartey-Quarcoo I met. She acted on behalf of her younger sister at the time and had since done so on in all aspect of my life. The progress of our home, family, church and her work place were her goals.

 Her activeness and loyalty to all organization and groups she was part of was key. I remember when she was transferred to Klo-Agogo Senior High School, everyone asked her to resign because we could not bear the stress we saw her go through at her age. But she loved her job. She believed in the potential of her students enough not to heed to our advice. Even though we thought it was not worth the struggle, she would say “I will retire soon anyway”. Little did I know, she meant a retirement to her maker.

Aunt Emelia, farewell my dear, I love you and will miss you forever. Though I am tormented by grief and saddened by loss, I  know that you are at peace with your maker, thank you for being there for me and everyone around you.

Amary Q Da Yie

Nyame Mfa Wo Nsie

Dayie, Dayie

For once I am lost for words. I am not grieved. I have seen a lot of that in the last year - burying my Dad, my Mum, my favourite uncle in tow. All that passed. But now I am hurt. Seriously.

I do not know what to say. The questions to God, whoever S/he is, wherever S/he is, has not been answered. I guess I have the wrong number…..

I see my children, your children grieve and cry, and I am heart broken. I can’t bear to see them; haven’t seen them like that before. I don’t have answers for them the way you would have.

I am sorry…. I am so, so sorry.

Yea; have ye never read, Out of the mouth of babes come perfect praise? Matthew 21:16

So, my dear Emmy, hear your children:

"There are two ways to be rich - to have everything you want or to be satisfied with everything you have. Aunty Emelia you exemplified the latter. Not with complacency, but with wisdom, passion and drive.  I wish I could say I hope to meet someone like you someday, but I am aware that you are truly one of a kind. I can only hope I make you smile and make you proud. Aunty Emelia gone too soon!" Deirdre Debrah

"You are the one who first dreamt up me becoming an Akora. It's a tragedy that you left up a week before my Akora induction ceremony. I will always miss you mummy. You will forever be in my heart, Aunt Emelia. May we meet again" Japhet Debrah 

"Auntie Emelia I miss you so much and I wish you here with me. You were my first mother…you helped me through rough times and you were there for me. Ma, you will always be in my heart I will never forget you as you wait for me in heaven. I pray God will keep you till I come. Amen." Abena Benewaa Debrah

Juju, just like me, is dumb-struck!

Emmy, you have left an indelible sear in our psyche that will be hard to let go.

You have done us good and not evil all the days of your life.

You are like the merchants' ships; you brought food from afar,

From Agbogbloshie, Nsaba and Klo-Agogo.

You rise while it is yet night…..

With joy and wisdom, you teach; I called you Teacher.

You girded your loins with strength ….your candle never went out.

You stretched your hand to the poor; yea, and reached out to the needy.

You are not afraid of work; for were born on May Day.

Strength and honour are your hallmark; and you shall rejoice in time to come?

There is a kindness in your discipline.

“Auntie Emelia, why are you so strict?” Juju once asked

You looked well to the ways of your household, my household, and there is no idleness in you.

And now we call you blessed, Saint Emelia.

Many daughters have done virtuously, but you have excelled, and we are witnesses.

You feared the Lord, and gave the fruit of your hands; and now your own works praises you.

My dearest Emmy, Fare thee well.

The ride has been good. God be with you till we meet again

To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven;

A time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck that which is planted;

A time to kill and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

A time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-4

I am honored to say a few words about my Aunt Emelia. She was a cheerful, fun-loving lady who was full of life. Her smile could light up a room and it was infectious. She made everyone around her happy. Whether it was a funny joke, her positive attitude, or her big smile, she was a delight to be around lending a helping hand when possible. I call her the cheerleader of the Tetteyfio family.

When you were at the hospital, we all had hope that you would return home, hale and hearty. Little did I know that was my last time seeing you alive. As I entered home after a long day on Tuesday, 19th April, 2016, I felt a cold and tensed atmosphere home though everything seemed normal. I got to the room and after dropping my bag my mum asked me a question: ‘’Have you heard the news?’’ A little shaken I asked what it was still maintaining my composure and then she broke the news to me. I couldn’t believe it. It came as a shock because I had heard of your progress that week and looked forward to you returning soon so you usher the month of May as you’ve always done with your birthday, but God definitely knows best. On that said day, you bid your premature farewell to the world. How is it so, I wondered?

As a child I remember visiting my aunt once in a while when she lived in the Adenta SSNIT flats. I remember when she used to bake bread and other pastries some few blocks down the road and she would wake up early in the morning to get these done. Oh! I remember when the reigning drinks were ‘’ Squash and Fanta’’. She wouldn’t miss an opportunity to carefully and systematically dilute it so every child around could get some. That was Aunt Emmy for you. I remember on one of my visits I tried jumping over a gutter to her bakery as a little girl and missed my foot and my cousins just roared in laughter as I ended up in the gutter. Such are the warm and fond memories I hold of my aunt till now.

Aunt Emmy was a kid at heart and loved to be there for everyone at all times. She was there to announce any success I chopped from JHS through to the university. I remember when she visited me at WGHS with Patizero and KK. It felt really good having them around and oh she never missed the opportunity to see me whenever she was in Kumasi during my 3-year stay after graduation. I really appreciated how much she cared and how she always wanted to be there for everyone.

My aunt taught me a lot of valuable skills over the years. She was an incredible cook and organizer. I loved to be around when she had her orders and how meticulously she went about the activities bringing out an excellent effect.  She was concerned about our spiritual growth as young ones and encouraged us to attend SU camp meeting.

When my aunt was diagnosed with stroke it was a very difficult time for our entire family. Aunt Emmy was such a positive and strong lady she never acted down. She was always encouraging us to cheer up and showing us the positives.

I will miss my aunt’s smile and positive attitude. She was an incredible sister, mother, friend and aunt. She will be missed by a lot of people here today. I wish you peace and will always love you.

It’s been approximately 2 months after your departure but it still feels like a bad dream I had just yesterday which I hope isn’t true. It’s hard coming to terms with the fact that you are no more and all I have left are memories shared in less than 3 decades. Your death was really sudden and very much unexpected. Aunt Emmy, rest in perfect peace in the Lord’s Bosom. Words cannot capture the fullness of your life.  You walked this earth and touched our lives.

Know that you will never be forgotten but always loved by all of us in the family. I was so privileged to have had you as an aunt. You were such an important part of our family. If only we could have had you here longer. Your time was so short while you were here with us but definitely, God knows best. God bless you for everything you’ve done for me and the entire family.

Aunt Emmy, I say rest in the bosom of the Lord till we meet again. You have done your best and I will never forget you. You have fulfilled all your earthly duties and fought the good fight of faith. A big vacuum have you left in my heart that can only be filled by the Lord. Rest in perfect peace, Miss Amary Q. Yaa w), Yaa w) Jogbann y3 Ky3l3 de Aunt Amerley. Nuntso l3 k3 bo ahishi; w)baakpe ekon.

‘’Then in fellowship sweet, we will sit at his feet

Or we’ll walk by his side in the way;

What he says we will do, where he sends we will go

Never fear, only trust and obey’’

Our eyes filled up with tears as we heard the news that day

It never occurred to us how much tears we could shed

We had wished it was not real

Every time we think about it, pain is all we can feel

Tears from our eyes, we can barely see.

But our hearts tell us you will always be with me

Emmy, we wish all this was a dream.

Just 2 weeks to your birthday, we looked on in anticipation

The news of your death hit us to the core

We can still remember your laughter and your enthusiasm for all the things.

You taught us persistence, unity, love and perfection

Your sudden departure has left a vacuum which will be almost impossible to fill

We hoped God was going to give you more time so we spend those moments together, but God knows best

It breaks our hearts to lose you so soon.

We love you so much and you will be in our hearts forever until the day we meet again in that perfect place above filled with love, caring and sharing.

But until that day comes- we will wipe our tears away and hopefully see you again someday.

Thank you so much for the love and concerned you showed us Emmy

You will be greatly missed.

Goodbye Emmy dear

Your Cousins

Ma, that is how I loved to call you. I will forever remember you and you will always be in my heart. One thing I remember about you is your joyful laugh and smile the you use to fill the house with joy and laughter.   Just with your presence it was a complete house. Now we feel like a part of us have been taken away. Not just any part of us, but part of our hearts.

I grew up with you and lived with you for eight years. You were wonderfully gracious to me. You had gone through a lot in life but you were always sweet to us.

None of us in our family will ever forget you. You were a friend and a mother to Nana Ama and I. You raised us as sisters so we will grow up as sisters and I know you would love to see that from above. I know you will always be looking after me wherever you are above with God in Heaven or below on Earth with me. I know you will always be there for me in tough times. You taught me to look up to God in tough times. Up till now, I do not believe you are dead and I do not know when I will believe this but I will always love you and you will always be part of my heart. I will forever love you Ma.

And I will count the days until I see you. And I know I will see you and I know I will see you with Jesus one day Ma.

Forever loved, Forever my mother

Love,

Maa Abena

As I eulogize my mom

"Here's to strong women: May we know them, may we be them, may we raise them."

It is rare to find love so pure, so selfless, so gentle and so liberating. But I at a tender age, found love. It was in my mom, Emelia Amartey-Quarcoo.

My frown on your errands did not deter you from asking how I was doing neither did my detest for cooking (which you tirelessly tried teaching me) stop you from giving me dinner or breakfast of my choice.

I lived with you throughout my formative years and you instilled in me the love for Ghana. The believe that I too can transform Ghana. You told me a woman is as good as a man and I can be anything I want to be and anything I could ever wish for.

You were my biggest fan! Any small feat I attained you were eager to boast about it with buoyancy. You adored me and pampered me. And while it is as a result of having lived by you closest than any other child, it is because you probably saw yourself in me.Investing in me all the things you couldn't get as a child.

In class 3, You told me that I will go to Wesley Girls High school, and became an old girl.. Something you wanted for yourself.

Later, you told me I will go to Ashesi University and be the best I can ever be, something you wished for yourself.

You, told me I will travel around the world and visit countries of my choice, a dream you loved to live.

You who gave me a hug and prayed for me when I had troubles and fell into a depression. You, who only understood what a depression even was.

You, who mothered me, who gave counsels even at times I felt were unsolicited.

You, who did not give me a reason to lie, because telling the truth brought no consequences.

Auntie Emelia!! Sister Ameley..

I remember one time on our casual conversations which we had a lot.. I told you about how sad I was sometimes because I didn't have many friends. You said "Nana Ama, people like as who are eager to change the world, do not have many friends."

I will not mourn you for that will make me ungrateful

But Dear mum, I swear I will not put your time to waste, I swear I will grow to be a woman with power and drive who would transform Ghana, something you did.

You told me "Nana Ama, you have made me proud" and that Auntie Emelia, is my biggest fulfillment yet.

In Power! In Love

I am because you were

Sleep well, Amary Q

Sta'Meley

My mother

Today we are celebrating the life of a woman of God, a mother to many children, a teacher to many students and a strong female leadership figure. I love you Aunty Emmy. I never told you whiles you were alive that I love you, I guess that is a part of our Ghanaian culture. I have, however, discarded this since your transition. Though you will never physically get to see your children get married and give birth to your grandchildren, I am blessed to know that you were there when I was born, you were there when I was named, you were there when I grew up and completed my junior secondary education. I remember your advice before I entered into senior secondary school. You said, ''Nana Adu, find something to do for God''...those words are your legacy to me because I will not stop saying it to others. I admired your hard work, your devotion, love for your family, your faithfulness and empathy for your friends and their families. No amount of words or tears or joy or pain or anger or happiness can express how I feel about your transition. Thank you for loving me, for not giving up on me, for advising me always, for teaching me, for being my mother. I love you so much. Because of you I will continue to fight the good fight of faith, I will endure my cross and obtain the crowns of glory that await me in the Kingdom of God...

Your Son,

Nana Adu

All is quiet,

The wind has lost its speed,

Darkness has swallowed the moon

The star is no more twinkling

The well is dried up

Wailing can be heard from afar

Indeed, a hero has fallen.”

WHAT “EMELIA” STANDS FOR

Economical- Amary Q would always remind us that she is a “trained home economics teacher” and therefore had to live it. Energy preservation, eating together and eating what we had were how we were raised. The golden rule growing up was “take as much as you can eat and make sure you finish everything”. She lived within her means and taught us to do same. As a teacher, she raised six of us when water was scarce in Adenta, practicing “her techniques” such as bathing in basins to preserve the water for other purposes. She could bath six kids with half a bucket of water. And when water was available on Sundays, we made sure we filled everything possible with water, even the ladles, cups and plates.

Also, she trained us to solve problems on our own. In our home at Adenta, Amary Q had a lot of tools and would easily improvise solutions to plumbing, electrical and other domestic problems.

She always warned us against “the wasteful spirit” (a spirit that causes as to waste resources) and most of the time we could not get “our wants” our friends had which made us sad. But we have grown to appreciate her more for training us like slaves in order for us to grow up like royals. As she always said in Ga “ Min l3 ny3 tamÉ nyÉｩ koni ny£ da tamÉ adehee” .We thank you mum.

Motherliness- Amary Q was not a mother to just us but to all who came into contact with her. She easily shared her experiences, knowledge and advised on issues that came up. To the family, she was the pillar that held us together. She used every opportunity to preach the gospel of Christ, instituted the monthly family prayer meeting which bonded family members together as she always said “Family that prays together, lives together”. She  had an open heart that all could approach with their problems. She easily forgave those who offended her. At church, she was a Sunday school teacher, She believed teaching was her calling and had to be fulfilled. She lifted the family from one where graduates were scarce to one with Ivy League students and several professionals. Mummy- Simply the best.

Enthusiasm & Loyalty – It is a virtue she instilled in us and felt very hurt by friends, teachers or students who showed signs of disloyalty. She was loyal to her family, church, G.E.S, groups, country and above all God. Every weekend of hers was booked with one activity or the other because she was committed to all groups she joined. She told me of her intention to join CHASS to a conference in Finland, and how FOGHSHS had changed their constitution to enable her remain a member although she was no more a head of Girls High School. She was very patriotic and displayed her Ghana flag or sash during her travels and encouraged all travelling students / children to do same. We have chanced on documents on which she had written how she met Klo Agogo SHS, what she was doing and plans meant to transform the school within the shortest possible time. Her enthusiasm to the work of God and service to mankind. Amary Q…….. just amazing.

Loving- I recall some months back when Nana Ama sent me a text message to tell me she was depressed. In fact, I couldn’t understand but Amary’Q could. I remember the stress she went through to get admissions for family friends because she believed education was the key to self and national development. I have always known that she would put up your life to save her family and her love for us was beyond measure. Daddy always reminded us that if there was one person we weree indebted to, it was Amary’Q. Mummy,we owe you too much, the only way to pay this big debt is to live by your values and make you proud as we always yearn to do. Just to put smiles on your face. Juju and Mabena want you to know they were both 1st in their classes so were preparing for the party that you promised, Japhet has gained admission to an Ivy League school, Deirdre has got a well-paid internship, Nana Ama has gotten an opportunity to study abroad

Industrious- Amary Q wakes up at 4a.m. She prays, studies and does all outstanding works whilst listening to her favorite Christian program on Joy fm.

Growing up, I remember mummy in sale of different items. From jewelry, to utensils, to cloth, dresses, some of which we still have in stock. Just last year, I escorted her to buy items that almost filled one room. When I asked she told me she would start selling again soon. The popular bakery in Adenta cannot be left out. She taught us not to solely depend on salary. Part time teaching, and catering services were things she did for fulfillment and extra income that was used to fend for us. She even had plans of setting up a school before retirement. The Woman of Many Hats, Amary Q, the trader, Baker, Caterer, Teacher, and above all Mother……… we salute you.

Ambitious- “Its better late than never”. Amary Q told us she didn’t get the kind of foundation we had but she was very zealous in reaching the top. From a Cert.”A” teacher, she rose through the ranks to become a deputy Director, a Headmistress and defied all the odds to win the national best teacher S.H.S. division award in 2000. She always encouraged us to aspire for higher education as she never stopped. Even after her Masters in Education, it is worth noting that she was taking another graduate course at the time of your demise. This example cannot be forgotten, she has set the pace and going beyond it is the only option we have. she pushed us to reach for higher grounds. HER ability to effectively combine all these is what we remember and celebrate today. Amary Q…………a precious jewel we will forever miss.

M33 gbom) le mi gbele be l3

Shi be l3 inbo ni gbele baa trukaa ke oya feem) tete l3

Enye) mi eninaa kwa

Mi ny)ngm), kristo la l3 naa

Ha ni mi gbele afee yogbangg

A flower may die but “Emmy”, a mother, sister, friend and cousin like you will never be forgotten.

Your name is precious; it will never grow old.

It is engraved in God’s heart in letters of Gold

The date remains in my mind, Tuesday 19th April, 2016.

Our mother died early but you promised to live longer

What happened Emmy, why did you leave so suddenly?

Why did you leave without saying goodbye?

I still can’t get over your death. I can’t believe it

Who will remind me of our 1st Sunday monthly meetings?

Who will call to find out where I have reached?

I remember your voice whenever you called asking, “Where are you? Caro, the meeting is about starting”

Then I, with joy and eager expectation, will respond that “I am on the way.”

Aw Emmy, Emmy why? why did death have to take you away so early from me. I wish you could wake up and I would know It was just a bad dream.

Your love for the Tetteyfio family knew no bounds.

You gave your time, money, strength and all to the family.

I remember when you invited Anita, myself and my husband, Bra Okwei to join you at Elmina after you won the Best teacher’s award in 2000. It was a memory I reminisce.

Aw Emmy! Aw Emmy! Aw Emmy!

That last day when KK acknowledged your determination

“You are a strong woman”, he said. I looked on as you responded by nodding your head. Emmy, though we were cousins, we lived as sisters and did everything together.

Words indeed are not enough to describe how I feel.

YAA W) JOGBANN MI MYEMI KPAKPA

REST IN PERFECT PEACE EMMY

A tribute to my sister,

“Sister Ameley, Sister Ameley, Auntie Emelia, Sister Ameley” as I used to call you. I can’t hear your usual response,” yes Abi”, today. You don’t pick my calls anymore, neither do I receive your calls. Everything happened like a dream. I had the biggest shock of my life.

That faithful day, on the 9th of April, 2016, I was there when you came beautifully dressed. I advised you and you told me you will be back soon, only to see you at the hospital on your sick bed. We were very surprised but still hopeful till that day on the 19th of April, 2016 that we heard the terrible news of your departure that devastated us. Everything was just like a film. Oh, God please help us.

Auntie Emmy, you worked so hard and guided me, ensuring my education and progress in life. Because of your strictness and firmness as a headmistress you made sure we were always on the right path. You corrected me in love, taught me how to do everything, bonded us together, solved all our problems with your special techniques, helping me to be a good mother and wife and to support my children with my all especially in their education.

You were the pillar of most things that I did because you were always there as a mother and as a big sister. Coming out with big ideas and finding wonderful solutions to help the family.

Sister Ameley, your service to humanity tells me you are an angel. Your support for your children, inspiring them with a party as a reward. Always making us make the best out of nothing and be content with the little that we have.

Sister Emmy, you will always be remembered for your love, affection, laughter, caring and being our spiritual leader.

Your children are calling you. Please, we have come with our problems. You taught us to rely on God for everything and that is our only consolation.

Oh Death, why have you taken away my sister so soon. Sister Ameley, Tee shie oo, tee shie, tee shie. Yaaw) ye hej)lemli. W) fee w) ye bie.

W) hie miitse bo ee, Yaaw).

She was a leader.

Everyone’s business was her business.

She loved God.

She was a big inspiration.

The first to start a whatsapp page for everyone to contribute.

The family mediator.

Always maintaining peace.

When the day of toil is done,

When the race of life is run,

Father, grant thy wearied one

Rest for evermore

MHB 975 vrs 1

l think the most difficult part of writing this tribute is knowing that I will never see you smile at it. I am aware that you will still continue to appreciate and admire the little things done for you as you have always. You always encouraged us to appreciate what we have, no matter how small it is.

The shocking news of your death left me motionless and speechless. I constantly asked myself whether I was day dreaming. My only consolation at the time was and is from Psalm 90 verses 4-6 in the Bible. It reads ‘For a thousand years in your sight are like a day that has just gone by, or like a watch in the night. You sweep men away in the sleep of death; they are like the new grass of the morning, though in the morning it springs up new, by evening it is dry and withered.”

Emmy the vacuum you have created in my life is too big to fill. Your death has made me realize that your kindness, gentleness, tolerance and your love are not qualities that everybody has and certainly not as abundantly as you.

I remember on the evening of Friday, 8th of April, 2016, you came home from Klo Agogo as you always do on the weekends. As soon as you entered the hall, your presence was immediately felt which is quite characteristic of you. You then requested that I sing a song ‘Meeba lala be medan nee, meeba midaa nyonmo shi,’ PHB GA VERSION NO 61. We happily sang together, chatted for a while and then had a good laugh before we retired to bed. I woke up early the next morning and met you dressed up ready for the proposed walk. We picked KK from his apartment and then headed towards the Aburi mountains. We returned home around 10.00am looking a lot more refreshed. Around 3: 00pm I drove you to Oak Plaza for a friend’s party, Oh! If l had known that our conversation in the car was to be the last meaningful conversation, Emmy I would have repeatedly told you how much l loved you, how much you meant to me and that you were the best l could ever wish for.

Emmy, in spite of all the pains you have had to endure in life, you still held on to your faith, and kept trusting that God will perform a miracle and save your life. I will forever miss you Emmy,

 Who would prepare my 22 different varieties of dishes for my parties?

Who would prepare my Sunday morning meals for me? and who would call me to come and eat before going to church?

Who is going to cover my weaknesses so that no one sees it?

You ensured that everything was right in place. Hmmmmmmmm.

I have lost you. A MOTHER, SISTER, FRIEND, and a COUNSELOR.

You were the pillar of our family. The unifier, our spiritual leader, our consoler, oh our problem solver.

Nothing was too hard for you to do. If there was an issue, you always found a way around it. I remember my wedding day when you realized that the cake stand for the wedding cake had been left at Adenta and there was no way to get it before the reception, you told me not to worry. When we entered the reception grounds l saw the wedding cake mounted beautifully on an item. When everything was over, you told me that my marriage was supported by God and like Jesus told Peter that he is the rock on which he will build the church so is my marriage, it is supported by stone which is Christ, and that she used a stone covered in paper to support the cake.

What a creative Gem. With you, nothing is impossible because you always make use of what you have. You could even organize a party with a bar of chocolate.

Emmy you had even insisted that my car front passenger seat be reserved for you and that was non-negotiable. Every member of our family knew that and we always reserved that seat for you. I remember the day when you instructed a friend I had offered a lift from work to move to the back seat since the front seat was always reserved for you. From that day anybody I offered a lift was made to occupy the back seat for fear that I might chance upon you on my way home.

You loved your family wholeheartedly. You always insisted we eat together from one plate or bowl, and anytime Maa Abena (your sweetheart) asked you why, your answer had always been, SISTERS THAT EAT TOGETHER STAY TOGETHER.  Emmy, you took my kids and made them yours. All the training and everything of motherhood, they got from you. You trained them, you facilitated their education and every single one of them lived with you and have a stronger bond more than they have with even me. To see them suddenly cut of from your motherly love breaks my heart. Because I am not only left to quickly take up my role as a mother which I never had to take, I am also battling with keeping up with your standards of love and care for my kids. Emmy, thank you so much.

Emmy you worked hard in life and accomplished great exploits. As you return to the Lord, may he grant you rest and keep you in perfect peace.  We mourn today because you have departed from us but we are also comforted that you have departed to a better place where sickness has no power over you.

Nye kpakpa ko miishi ebii nmene. Too kwelo kpakpa ko miishi ebii nmene.

Wo ke yaafonu miikee Yohowa ke bo aya she shia shwe shwee shwe.

 Nyemi kpakpa wo ojogban. Kpo oo kpo.

Tribute to Emelia Amartey-Quarcoo by Siblings

“What no one ever saw or heard,

What no one ever thought could happen

Is the very thing God prepared for

Those who love him.

Who knows the mind of the Lord?

Who is able to give him advice?”

(1st Corinthians 2:9-16)

Our sister, Emmy’s death is as startling and confusing as anything we can think of. It also confirms the powerlessness of man when it comes to our relationship with our Maker.

When we think of this death we are at a loss as to how to describe it. Is it a celebration, another manifestation of how God suddenly puts a stop to the worker he has assigned to tender his vine yard; or simply put, a transition.

When we look at our sister’s entire life, from childhood to maturity, and her eventual death we marvel and we are shaken to the core of our being.

On Saturday, the 4th of April 2016, one of us had called Emmy, as usual to check on some pertinent family issues and the way forward. She then told her she was descending from the Aburi Mountain, which she had climbed for the first time and was exhausted, so she would call later. When later in the evening Emmy called, she had retired to bed early so they agreed to talk in the morning before church. Unfortunately, that was the last personal communication she had with her.

From childhood, Emmy was very active and vibrant, she was caring, loving and understanding. These traits she carried on into adulthood. She was an organizer and a leader in every sense of the word. These attributes manifested in all aspects of her relationships within the family, her workplace, church and associations. One of our late uncles referred to her as a “prespitator” and a facilitator of family meetings. To make sure a point has gone down well with members she would soon be on her feet demonstrating the issue.

By virtue of her profession, Emmy was a disciplinarian, because she believed that in all affairs, discipline was the first step to success. This attribute was revealed, with love and respect, in all her relationships.

We are not trying to say she was perfect. No, not even the good Lord claimed perfection.

To our younger siblings and their children she was like a mother, a guide, counsellor and a provider. She would always advise them on the need to climb higher.

A couple of weeks before her untimely death, she had examined the apparent fragmentation of our extended family and with love and understanding had realized the need to try and put the family back together through forgiveness. This was because she was aware that people were hurting in several places. So she created a WhatsApp platform for the family, where she encouraged the need for love and forgiveness through scripture. Then within the following three weeks she was gone.

Here we would complain, but not judgingly, that the Lord in His mercy could have given her more time to complete her mission of putting together this fragmented family which until now had been bonded by love.

But who are we to advise God. This brings back the memory the Hymn 19 of Ancient and Modern.

3) O by thy soul’s inspiring grace

Uplift our hearts to realms high,

Help us to look to that bright place

Beyond the sky;

Where light, and life, and joy and peace

And thronging angels never cease

Their deathless strain;

4) Where saints are clothed in spotless white,

And evening shadows never fail

Where Thou, Eternal light of light

Art Lord of all.

Emmy’s sun had sunk extremely fast, at the age of fifty-eight. Lord, your chariot of fire was by her bedside, the Holy Spirit and the angels took her away. And now she is occupying up there, the special room you prepared for her, now from where she is, pondering over the nothingness of this life below. Emmy, we appreciate all that you did for God, for us and for mankind in general. Since no man is infallible, we would like to apologize to all/anyone that she might have offended while on earth.

At this point, as siblings, as family and friends we all join hearts to say;

“Fare thee well, soldier of Christ, Fare thee well torch bearer of God

We love you but God loves you best of all.

Emmy, Teacher Ameley, Emmy Amary-Q, Yaa wo odzogbann.”

Amen.

We shall always remember you for the love of the colour red, your love and enthusiasm for the things of God. You will always share with us whatever you have no matter how little it may be. Food , knowledge , information  of social issues which may have negative influences on us as a department and children , you will always share them so that we all can guard ourselves again the odds.

We will miss you and your memories will always be with us.

Till we meet again , we all say fare thee well.