Writing a tribute for Munge sounds like writing one of those Fairytales I read in a fiction. I met Munge in 2001 in Douala, on visiting my friend,now my husband- Dr. Eseh Lawrence who is her uncle. Young Munge was bracing up for secondary school education, and her uncle insisted she went to Saker Baptist College. He charged me with the responsibility of ensuring she got admitted into Saker. All the efforts put in failed, making four round trips to Limbe, because we began the process late. However, she got admitted into Baptist High school, Buea. While in BHS, I paid her regularly visits especially since the Vice Principal at the time is a classmate and friend.On this particular ocassion that leaves a lasting memory in my mind was when I surprisingly brought her birthday goodies, cake in the vice principal 's office. When she was called, she thought she had done something wrong; only for her to see me with her birthday package. I cannot forget the sigh of relief she heaved, then a broad smile and embrace, as she said " Aunty Constance!!" Looking at me with so much expression of love and appreciation.
When she left BHS, I never interacted with her again. I heard about her achievements from a distance, just like I have heard about the devastating news of her death from a distance. Adieu ! our daughter, Munge, RIP.