Tribute to Ba Henry Mbah Woregwe Worukuti, Elder Brother and Mentor
Day, date and time: Friday 9 April 2021, 13:59 local time. Duration of call: 8 mins 57 seconds. Ba Worukuti, my man, this is what my phone record shows of the last WhatsApp call I received from you. Twenty days later, you were gone! As if you had called me to say goodbye, you asked about each and all the children and how they were doing. You thanked me and Ma Adeline for always being there for you and your wife in good times and in bad times. We joked and laughed and reminisced over your last trip to the United Kingdom when you came to attend your graduation ceremony in the early nineties: your remarks about the fast pace of life, how even though we were all in suits, we had to literally be running to catch the bus and the underground in order not to miss out on the ceremony. You also vividly remembered how, when we attended the car boot sale in Bursledon on a certain Sunday morning, we outsmarted a young driver, who in the company of his female passengers was trying to flaunt his driving prowess and would not give me the way. Only for him to realise later that I had seen an opening in the line of traffic and swiftly occupied the space. To his chagrin and that of his passengers, they were now behind us. He had lost face and we tauntingly waved them goodbye! My man, let me just rewind the clock and go back down memory lane. In 1985, I had just met one of the Kutat’nchi girls who I fell in love with. Your dear wife Ma Elie was her elder sister. You were one of the first persons she introduced me to. How lucky I was. You and your wife encouraged and supported me in every possible manner to smooth my path into in-law hood. You and her worked so tirelessly on our wedding day to ensure the event was a resounding success. You always assured me that as elder in law of the family you would always stand by me and guide me. Over the years, this bond had morphed into a real brotherhood. Whether in Douala, Yaounde, Bali or Batibo (where fresh ‘mbuh’ or fresh palm wine was always guaranteed), your warmth and humility were always characteristically felt. I cannot and will never be more grateful for knowing you and for being part of you. When Ma Ade and I heard the terrible news on that Saturday morning, we were frozen in time, deeply shaken, speechless and even in denial! How could it be true that you were gone?
Your dear wife and children have lost a Titan and an irreplaceably good and friendly husband and father. I have lost a great brother and mentor who had an unparalleled sense of humour. Now, I really feel the chill of the frost over your sudden departure. That feeling is unfathomable.
However, our faith is a source of comfort for we as Christians believe that your life has not ended here on earth. It is a transition. There is greater joy over there in heaven where, we believe, you are now being glorified in the presence of the Almighty. And this gives us a good reason to celebrate your life even as we mourn you.
Ba Worukuti, as we commend your soul to the Almighty when you are finally laid to rest, I will be thinking of and praying for Ma Eli, the children, your loved ones and all your other friends and colleagues. Ba Worukuti, I cannot say ‘Adieu’ but ‘Au revoir’ for we shall surely meet again. You have gone ahead to prepare a place for us. To paraphrase Saint Paul, you have fought a good fight, you have finished your course, and you have kept the faith. May the life you spent here on earth be a blessing and inspiration to us all.
AU REVOIR MY ELDER BROTHER AND MENTOR
By Ba Dr Emmanuel Tahmundungnji NGWA.