'Papa Wacka!!
My prof in Engineering/Technical Drawing in the National Advanced School of Public Works - Annex Buea (HTC-Civil Engineering 2006-2008).
Pa Wacka!!
Unique dressing style (especially the trousers), very jovial, open, fatherly and very great sense of humour as he will crack all sorts of jokes with us in class infact he practically gave us all nick names, based on the way we dressed, where we lived, our looks..... e.g. he called me 'Chwi Chwe' instead of Chi Che or 'SDF' or 'Bamenda' and the other classmates: small face, Bomaka, Muea Market, big shoes, FBI, Musonge, Bamilike, Yaounde, etc..
I greatly admired his passion and knowledge for 'Engineering/Technical Drawing' something he mastered at the tip of his fingers and went extra miles so as to pass this legacy on to us. Thanks to Pa Wacka i'm a great structural designer today.
Inshort , this forum is too small for me to share the beautiful memories i have in my heart and that of others who have passed through this great man because even whenever i meet with any of his countless students, all we ever remember is how fun it was to have been in his classroom.
'HIS LEGACY LIVES ON' as he has trained countless students who are now in the public and private sectors all over the world.
R.I.P. Pa Wacka !!

Papa, THANK YOU for the gift of life you delivered through your seed. And THANK YOU for your honesty and authenticity.... I’ve found that rare. You had a priceless impact to my life. Indeed, you are the stick from which I measure the greatness of a man, and the example for which I have chosen to lead my life. I am so grateful for your love and devotion to my upbringing. The wonderful memories are plentiful.

Papa, this is not an ending, it is the beginning of your new life. This is not death, but your birth into eternity. I know you will continue to look over us and shine on us from heaven. We all know that you would enjoy eternity with our Lord. God Bless You. You will always be in our thoughts and hearts and we will always long for the time that we would meet again. You will forever be present in our hearts and our memories. You will forever be Papa. Much Love, Much Gratitude and UTMOST RESPECT. Sleep softly and RIP.

Goodbye,

Mola Toko as we all called you you are sleeping in the Lord. I remember our phone conversations. You always said Nyango Efeti how are you and your family. This my overseas niece, when next are you coming home? I will promise. Just to hear you are undergoing an operation and a few days you are gone. You were a firm and strong disciplinarian. Emmanuel( Brother Kulu) attested to this. You never cut him any slack when you were refereeing their football games. Our conversations were always joyful. You are in a better place with no pain with your siblings, parents and cousins. Say hello to Cyril my husband. The Lord will comfort the family. All we all need to do is work towards eternity so we can meet you all who have gone ahead. IT IS WELL. Rest in perfect peace

My mentor and grand father, the strong and wise man, uncle words can't explain the meaning and impact of your demise to me especially and the family at large.
When I think of your words of wisdom  And the energy and wish for me to be a manager, I am tempted to question life...
I recall my admission into UB, u where there, when I graduated you lobbied for me to have a job and further my studies in Pan Afric, u called the director, and went extra mile ...uncle u where there at every step as I grow to become a man sadly you will not be there to hear the result of the last lobby u did for me to have a job...
You called me Sango, you warned me to be discipline time conscious, respectful and more
Yours words of wisdom will always guide and shape my thoughts until we meet to part no more.
Rest in peace uncle
Nephew

Tribute to my brother and father
              TOKO EKOKA WACKA
With tears and shock, dear brother I wonder how short and dramatic life can be. You attended my retirement thanks giving service at Presbyterian church likomba on the 4th of June 2017,punctual as usual,full of life and energy;
You met friends, old and young and gave an inspiring speech that energizes the young, and recalled the old on values living all present amazed and happy while family members watched with pride.
I later heard you where hospitalized and going for surgery; on the 29th when sister Sike and I visited; life was not the same I wept why I could not be of help there to relief you of the deep pain I saw in the strong man I know.
On the 30th; I saw it all as u where leaving us for good before our very eyes, I cried but I thank God for giving u a peaceful return to Mother Earth .
Brother rest in peace and GOOD night
For ever in our hearts.

Ejomi Njuma Hannah

Papa, as we prepare to give you a heroic farewell, bless the peace that reigns. You were a peaceful man, a great teacher of good conduct. Shower your blessings on the large family you have left behind. Children,
nieces, nephews, grandchildren, great grand children and in laws working tirelessly to immortalize you. Your spirit shows us that in diversity we can find unity, unity that you so much cherished. We have enormous respect and admiration for you Papa. Pass it on even at death, you haven't finished your work, for I know you could teach till 100.Thank you for everything. Thank you for being our Rock. Thank you for making all things possible. YOU SHALL MAKE HEAVEN, FOR OUR GOD IS A GOOD GOD. Your Son MOKONDO CARL

My dear Mola Toko, I have too many unanswered questions and what ifs regarding your departure making it difficult to believe that December 2016 was the last "nyango" greeting and welcoming smile from you. We never lacked things to talk about during my visits as you shared your wisdom. I cherish the love and care you showed me over the years. 

I remember when my mum, (your late sister Hannah Ngonde K Mofa) passed away and how much it affected you. As orphans, we were never in any doubt to call upon you, to stand up for us, whenever we needed a Dad knowing full well you will not hesitate to do so.

I must accept you are gone to be with your other siblings, who passed on before you (Late Mama Ngonde, Late Mola Dalle, Late Mola Teacher (Luma), Late Mola Ebele, Late Aunty Efemi,) and take comfort from it that, all of you will carry on watching over us, from a distance.

Farewell Mola Toko, you will be missed.

Yoti Mofa, your niece

Yes it was always a joke ! Mamie as you always called me come to buea let's cogosa.. We will chat forever from anything to everything starting always with Lengu mboke and I will say "Mola palaver palaver" and in your sure way you will smile. And all those late or early morning calls you made me laugh as you will tease me. Mola how could you do this? Your promise was 120 but at 85 I just thought you were great! My flirtations with you to get interested parties jealous. I will miss you dearly but will never forget you . Goodnite

Daddy/pa wacka may your soul Rest In Peace... I am still slowly accepting the fact that your days here on earth are over , as I am reminiscing and appreciating the times we spend together as father and son , the last time being one year six months ago. As I have grown up today to face life blessings and adversities I began to understand the lessons you were teaching us about discipline and focusing on what is important rather than always hanging out with friends or going to places that may put us in trouble and distract, we always said you was tough on us but what we didn't understand was that you was preparing us for the future that we now live in and I wanna say thank you for everything.
   Now I pray God bless your soul with a place in heaven and I plan to live the rest of my life in such a way that heaven accepts me in the end and we meet again. May your soul Rest In Peace.

Papa, death has decided to snatched you from us. When you took ill, I taught it was just sickness,but the speed at which your condition deteriorated, beats my imagination.Well Dad, the day of your pains here on earth are all over.I remember when we were together two weeks ago before you died,you were so strong and healthy.I really wonder if that is how cunning Mr death is. It is a better pills for me to swallow, i have no choice but to be in agreement with reality. Papa ADIEU.

Daddy,
Oh how I remember the great memories from spending third-term holidays with you. We looked forward to those weeks. I remember how you talked about football all the time, and we would sit and listen for hours. Today, as Chad and I travel all around the Country with your great-grandkids doing various sports and excelling, we get asked where they get all their athletism from, I smile and say " their great-grandpa was an amazing Sportsman". We love you Daddy and will miss you, but know you are in a better place. You have left us with amazing memories. Thank you for loving us so much.

Dear uncle Toko,
Fifty years of my life knowing you, have been remarkable and a blessing.
In August 1967, I left Mokunda village to come live with you and uncle Ekwilie at the customs quarters in Bota, Victoria.
I was the only child in the house, basking in the love and affection from you both and I particularly admired you for many reasons.
At an early age, you encouraged and taught me the importance of persistence, ambition and hardwork. You epitomized these basic ideologies until the age of 85.
You were one of the rare persons in my maternal family who never seemed to be overwhelmed by emotions. You had your standard salutation for everyone - "How The Body?" That became your nickname.
You were an embodiment of family, true love and peace and you would be greatly missed.
Enjoy eternity in God's bosom.

Dr. Carl WACKA EMBOLA (Nephew)

Grand Pa, we all love you and miss you so much but I am not sad because you went to a better place, so I love you and want you to be happy. My heart is with you and your memories will still be in my heart. You were a great Brother, Grand father, and a Great father. I will learn from your examples.Thank you for all the love. I would have wanted more but God knows why. Watch over us from Heaven, Dear Sango!!!

Your Grand daughter "SHORTY" Samantha Eyole Bongkar WACKA

"Grand Pa" as we fondly called you, I still can't believe that you are gone. Sometimes I sit and think that it is just a dream, that I will wake up and see your face again. When you were still here, I will come to your house almost every weekend. You never stopped at anything to make me feel loved. I will definitely miss you. Goodbye Grand pa aka Sango..... Its hard to say Goodbye but am sure we will meet again.

Your Grand daughter Welisanne Dorothy Beri Wacka

Dear Uncle Toko aka "How The Body",
Of all the many blessings
However great or small
To have had you for an uncle
Was the greatest one of all.
If love alone could have saved you
You never would have died
In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
You hold a special place in my heart
No one else can ever fill.
Rest in Peace!!!!!
Carl Wacka Embola (Nephew)

Daddy. It's it very sad knowing you have gone. I can still hear you calling me " Nah Nah, be carefull" when ever you want to advice me. It was difficult for me to understand those rare words of yours. Now you are no more and all I have are those words of wisdom which could only come from a father who cares. It so sad knowing you won't be there to see me become that responsible lady you wanted me to be.
It was so difficult watching!! the always active you lying in pains in your last days..... .
Rest with the Lord daddy
Your daughter christel ( Nah)

Sango, l am sending you off with so much smiles and laughter!!! The good lord gave us the opportunity to mend our brokenhearts..... I saw you fade away like the evening dew, Yes l did, without you saying goodbye. Go sango!!!! Go, Go, Go to the world beyond. IRON MIKE!!!! You never gave me a reason to cry, you stood firm until your last breathe. I still see that strongh fingers that wave helplessly in the hair!!!!!!! Adieu sango, your daughter Ursula

Grand pa, i dnt have any picture of your face because of my way of life. You allways wanted the best of me because of the love you have for me but the lord tk u frm me wen i had changed and become somebody with a new life and i knw the lord knows that i am now a man before he called for you. Thanks grand dad 4 making a new man of grand son Sadang.i miss u. 
Sadang Kalenba

Grandpa....... I don't know what to say, I'm short of words!!!. You always say I should strike the iron while it's still hot. But I took it for granted...Now am lamenting on this sheet of paper. I wish I had cherish all those moments that a grandson would have want to cherish with his grandpa. Instead I spend my time chasing those things you warned me about: What is a house without a foundation you wants to build?? Teacher!!! Whats an army without a general?? Hmmmm God knows best........ He does .....RIP grandpa
Mola Ekwilli Jr.

Who will call me nyiango again????Everything happened so fast... grandpa is in the hospital, grandpa needs to undergo an operation, grandpa is in the ICU, grandpa is no more....
My last memories of us was during my wedding. You were so excited, I had never seen you this engaged in anything like this before. You even stayed awake so late to make sure all our guests were properly taken care of.
Who would have known that that will be the last time we will ever spend together??
Thank you for being there in my life, for the values you instilled in me.
I'll miss our little chats, your hugs, your smiles ( I can still see those smiles in my minds eyes). Adieu grandpa, till we meet again.
Eleanor wacka Ngayap.

Dear Pa WACKA as you were fondly called, your transition to the next world has created a huge vacuum within the LINK-UP family. I am very sadden when I remember the way we met during our first public campaign to support inmates of the Buea Prison in December 1999. Without any hesitation you gave us your moral and material support which helped very much in boosting the morale of the campaign. You believed and trusted in me as a stranger when the LINK-UP mission was being established. The success of this campaign led to the creation of LINK-UP which you accepted to serve as its pioneer Chairman. Since then, our relationship has grown to that of father and son. Your services to humanity via LINK-UP in serving those in need especially children in the spirit of love and charity will remain the corner stone of our work. We shall miss you dearly Papa, Adieu.

Papa as I fondly called you!!! Since your glorious exist to eternity, each passing day tells me how short our journey here on earth is. It all seemed like yesterday. Your I have tried accepting that I will see you no more, I try to tell stories of how you brought us up with your grand daughters Welly and Samantha just to hide the truth from them that you are gone for good. Though they know what death means, am not sure if they know you will be gone for ever. You know how fond they were with you...always sure of their snacks if they visited you. Children love snacks so countless times they asked me if they could come to visit. Papa I could write volumes to pay homage to your person. You lived an exemplary life, you couldn't be perfect 100% because no human ever is but you did a fantastic job till the end. Everywhere I go there is someone who will remind me of who Pa Wacka was or has been to him, I was shocked in my recent place of work when two francophone colleagues approached me to ask if I knew a certain Pa Wacka in Buea. I told them, you were my dad.....alas I was offered lunch on your behalf as a sign of appreciation on their part for what you did for them as students at Survey school. Today they are all doing well in their respective endeavor. One had promised sending you a shirt. Your shoes are too big for me to fill, your footprints in the sands of time just to long to follow. Everyone says am your carbon copy visually BUT deep in me I know I can't replicate your achievement. An all rounder.....only those who were close will SAY YES TO THE BEST. It is hard for me to bury you though people congratulate me for having the blessing of burying my Dad, saying farewell to you is just because Our Faith ordains us to TRUST in the resurrection. Meaning I will surely meet you somehow someday. You were a great man. You were a legend in your circuit. Good night my Hero, Good night my Dad. Your fervent wish was for me to take care of my family as you did for us even when times were difficult for you. Trust me, I will do this and you will be happy!! Sleep well and we shall be talking through prayers. I will not mourn you because LEGENDS NEVER DIE.....THEY SLEEP AND KEEP WATCH. ADIEU IRON MIKE. ONE OF AFRICA'S FINEST WHISTLE BLOWERS. THE MATCH HAS ENDED. Yours truly MOKONDO mo NYAKA. (Son)

Papa as I fondly called you!!! Since your glorious exist to eternity, each passing day tells me how short our journey here on earth is. It all seemed like yesterday. Your I have tried accepting that I will see you no more, I try to tell stories of how you brought us up with your grand daughters Welly and Samantha just to hide the truth from them that you are gone for good. Though they know what death means, am not sure if they know you will be gone for ever. You know how fond they were with you...always sure of their snacks if they visited you. Children love snacks so countless times they asked me if they could come to visit. Papa I could write volumes to pay homage to your person. You lived an exemplary life, you couldn't be perfect 100% because no human ever is but you did a fantastic job till the end. Everywhere I go there is someone who will remind me of who Pa Wacka was or has been to him, I was shocked in my recent place of work when two francophone colleagues approached me to ask if I knew a certain Pa Wacka in Buea. I told them, you were my dad.....alas I was offered lunch on your behalf as a sign of appreciation on their part for what you did for them as students at Survey school. Today they are all doing well in their respective endeavor. One had promised sending you a shirt. Your shoes are too big for me to fill, your footprints in the sands of time just to long to follow. Everyone says am your carbon copy visually BUT deep in me I know I can't replicate your achievement. An all rounder.....only those who were close will SAY YES TO THE BEST. It is hard for me to bury you though people congratulate me for having the blessing of burying my Dad, saying farewell to you is just because Our Faith ordains us to TRUST in the resurrection. Meaning I will surely meet you somehow someday. You were a great man. You were a legend in your circuit. Good night my Hero, Good night my Dad. Your fervent wish was for me to take care of my family as you did for us even when times were difficult for you. Trust me, I will do this and you will be happy!! Sleep well and we shall be talking through prayers. I will not mourn you because LEGENDS NEVER DIE.....THEY SLEEP AND KEEP WATCH. ADIEU IRON MIKE. ONE OF AFRICA'S FINEST WHISTLE BLOWERS. THE MATCH HAS ENDED. Yours truly MOKONDO mo NYAKA. (Son)

When the call came that you were gone, my heart bleed and was heavy. I held back the tears and quitely asked our LORD to keep your soul in PEACE as He welcomes you into the beautiful gates of Heaven. I was sad for all of us; your children, family and friends that you have left behind but at the same time, I was comforted knowing that you are not going to a strange place. You are going HOME to be with your Heavenly Father. A place where you would also have other familiar "faces"/spirits like your big Sister, Aunty HRH Mrs. Hannah Kwedi Ngonde Mofa nee Wacka and your cousin, my Mom HRH Dr. Mrs. Rachel Celestine Epoupa Lyonga nee Mikano and many others to say "welcome home" brother, uncle, son!!! I was also comforted by the fact that you did not endure too much pain here in this our mortal world 'cause our LORD knew it was not in your DNA to endure PAIN. I/we will miss you dearly Uncle but we know you are in a better place, were you are meant to be. Rest in PEACE till we meet again...maybe we could have a football (soceer) game up yonder at the GREAT REUNION and you could once again be the family Refree? May our LORD have mercy on yours and the souls of all our departed loved ones. Rest in the bossom of your CREATOR and our LORD and SAVIOR, Jesus Christ, Uncle Toko

Papa Wacka you have fought a good fight and you have finished your race. The values you lived by remain visible in your children . Rest in peace papa until we meet again to part no more. Carlos and all may the good Lord wipe away your tears.

Sango!!! As Adonis calls you. He is 04years old but won't forget you in a hurry. He has asked God to make you live again so i can stop crying but " it is appointed unto Everyman to die once and after that judgement ".
Sango you lived a full life. It could be better yet you had victory on several fronts. To these we boast and are greatful to God Almighty for His grace and favor on you.

Papa, my best booh, my confident. I lack words to describe our relationship. You treated me like an only child but didn't spoil me in anyway. You did inculcate values in me which I dare not depart from. True to the biblical principle of " train a child in the way he should grow and he will not depart from it". I can't thank you enough for the refined lady I am.

A tough disciplinarian you were, to our advantage. My Saker classmates and I can't forget the day you asked us all to go on our knees because we were sent home to call our parents due to unruly behavior.

Best father ever. You were that too. I remember the times you took me to hospital as a sick child, dropped me off at the hair dresser, even those times we went to Great Soppo market, arguing over the market list. It's like yesterday but 15 years and more have gone by since you would pack you beloved Peugeot 504 aka 390 at UB gate waiting for me when I had a late class. Asking every student who passed by if they have seen Anita like everyone was supposed to know me. Oh and those days when you were the first parent to arrive and the last to leave Saker during visitors Sunday. Not forgetting when you would leave GTC Ombe students all lined up for morning assembly just to drop us off at CBC School Mutengene. Nobody can beat that.

I hear our birth is just our death begun. Fare you well Papa. Our Heavenly Father who has our times in His hands says yours is up. Oh heaven watch out for he is a jolly good fellow. He made mistakes; do have mercy for You are merciful.

My clean beloved Papa. Never caught in " state of undress" as a friend put it. Always in a clean starched shirt, properly tucked in and belted. I miss you soteyy!!!!!!!

PAPA aka IRON MIKE, IT'S HARD TO SEE YOU DIE SO SUDDEN. YOUR JOURNEY TO ETERNITY HAS LEFT ME CONFUSED AND IN A STATE OF DENIAL. I TRY NOT TO QUESTION GOD'S DECISION BUT HONESTLY IT IS A HARD ONE TO TAKE. IT IS WIDELY SAID THAT WE NEVER KNOW WHAT WE HAVE UNTIL WE LOOSE IT. I HAVE LOST A DAD, A FRIEND AND CONFIDANTE. I WILL MOURN YOU BUT AGAIN, YOU ARE RESTING IN THE LORD. THIS I KNOW. FAREWELL PAPA. YOUR LEGACY LIVES ON. I WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN. YOURS IS A TESTIMONY THAT THE ENDS OF THE EARTH WILL GIVE. ADIEU PAPA AND THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU DID FOR ME, SEEN AND UNSEEN.

"Iron Mike" as you travel out of space, may the angels help you lead the way. May the prayers that we make shine upon your soul, and show you the path to the pearly gates. May you rest in peace as we live in it.

Papa rest from your labours. Shorty Samantha and Nyango Welly will miss you.