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A Mothers’ Sacrifice - The Revelation that Shook Me!

March 13
Excerpt from my collection of letters to cheer up my BELOVED Mom in the hospital - Chapter 11:

Dear Mami Ekong Noh,
I heard a tear-jerking heartwarming tale which unfolds around the music video for Ekong Noh, where you, Grandma, were the star and main subject. A tale of how a seemingly flawed scene unexpectedly transformed to a profound embodiment and symbol of A Mothers’ Love - a raw, real sacrifice in real time.
“In the creation of the music video for my song, "Ekong Noh (A Mother’s Love)," a scene with Mom in it, intended as the climax of the video, didn't go as planned and I was contemplating its removal. Not long after, Mom was battling for her life in the hospital, and she revealed a profound truth to me . During the shoot, she was already in severe pain but endured silently, knowing how much the project meant to me. 
Then it hit me - Despite her struggle, she pushed through, determined to support my passion and see my project succeed. Suddenly, the scene I had doubted became the heart of the video, a poignant tribute to my mother's unwavering love and sacrifice. How she put her own needs aside in order to help see me soar. In that moment, I realized that her sacrifice embodied the essence of a mother's love – a selfless devotion to her children's dreams and happiness.
Thankfully, she recovered from that fight and was able to join us at home and enjoy many more good times. “God is good, all the time; All the time, God is good!”
                      ---- Setche Kwamu-nana 
Lesson for Your Grandchildren: Appreciate Mothers EVERYDAY!
Grandma, your silent sacrifice illuminated the depth of a mother's love, transcending scripted acting and demonstrating the genuine sacrifices mothers make for their children. It also teaches me to recognize and appreciate the silent sacrifices mothers make every day, and urges me to express gratitude not just on Mother's Day but EVERYDAY!
I'm looking forward to dancing Ekong Noh with you when you get well again.
With Love and Excitement,
Your Grandchild and Namesake, Etengeneng
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PS: Mummy General always championed the importance of appreciating and celebrating loved ones during their lifetime. Join the Ekong Noh / Mother's Appreciation Challenge and dance with our Mami Ekong Noh to celebrate her legacy, and spread love and appreciation for mothers, in her memory.



An Unexpected Wake-Up Call

March 13
Excerpt from my collection of letters to cheer up my BELOVED Mom in the hospital - Chapter 2:

Dear Grandma,

Today, while I was playing around with Daddy, I heard a story that made me giggle with joy. It was a tale from a time when my Daddy, Yankam's innocent proclamation revealed the unique bond you shared with the inmates you looked after.  

“One day, as our home bustled with preparations for an impending prison ceremony, the incarcerated individuals arrived to engage in yard work. In a moment that would linger in many people’s memories, I approached my mother's door with an urgent and exciting announcement. 

‘Mommy Mommy, wake up, your children have come!’ I exclaimed. 

Intrigued, my mother sought clarification, expressing her confusion. ‘I don't understand. I thought all of you slept in this house last night?’ she queried. 

With a sense of purpose and pride to be the bearer of good news, I responded, ‘I mean your other children, the inmates.’ 

Without hesitation, my mother promptly rose from her slumber, declaring, ‘Of course; my other children. I'll be right there.’

While some found my characterization of the inmates as her children profound, I didn’t think anything of it because to me, it was pretty obvious. She usually spoke of the inmates as if they were her children. My little 4-yr old brain easily picked up on the affection she shared for them and I guess, that was my 4-yr old way of simplifying the very real relationship I observed."

                           ---- Yankam Kwamu-Nana 

Oh, Grandma, I wish you could see the sparkle in my tiny eyes as I picture that moment. I can almost hear the curiosity in your voice as you asked him to explain, the love in your heart shining through every word. It's moments like these that make me eager to join the world and witness the magic of your kindness and unconditional love.

In the warmth of your embrace, I feel the strength of a family that goes beyond blood. Even as little as I am, Grandma, I sense the love you share with everyone around you. I'm so lucky to be a part of this extraordinary family, where even unconventional visitors are greeted with open arms and a warm heart.

Lesson For Your Grandchildren: Embracing Unseen Bonds

In the simple words of my Daddy, Yankam, "Mommy Mommy, wake up, your children have come!" lies the essence of family that extends beyond blood ties. From this story, I've learned that family is not confined to a single definition; it's about embracing the unseen bonds that connect us all. You, Grandma, have shown that love knows no boundaries, and the term "family" expands to include the unexpected guests who find solace within your open heart.

I look forward to continuing witnessing the magic of your kindness and unconditional love. Wishing you get well soon, Grandma! I miss waking you up every morning! I know you enjoyed it too! :)

With Love and Hope,
Your Grandchild and Mother, Egbe Liam 

Encouragement in Harmony

March 13
Excerpt from my collection of letters to cheer up my BELOVED Mom in hospital - Chapter 10:

My Dear Grandma,

In another tale from one of your award ceremonies, you played a crucial role in shaping Aunty Setche’s dreams. When mockery echoed and doubts surrounded her, you, Grandma, stood by her as a pillar of strength and encouragement. 

“During Grandma's 6th star epaulet award ceremony, where she was promoted to the rank of General, I nervously asked her if my friends and I could perform songs to honor the occasion. Despite my doubts about my singing abilities, she encouraged me without hesitation.

As we practiced, doubts crept in, fueled by the mocking voices of others. Yet, my mother's unwavering belief in me propelled me forward. When I told mom that I was considering no longer performing, she reassured me that I could sing, and that I will sing, no matter what others said or how I thought I sounded. And when I purported that she’s only saying so because she’s my mom and she HAS to, she quickly corrected and reassured me, letting me know that she doesn’t have to, but she CHOOSES to, because she believes in me. She emphasized that her support wasn't just a maternal obligation but a deliberate choice to encourage me to pursue what brought me joy.

So, despite my initial hesitations, we performed exceptionally well, and that experience fueled my passion for singing, which continues to thrive today and serves as a source of solace and relief in trying times. Mom's unwavering belief in my potential shaped my confidence, engineering career, and hobby of professional singing.”

                           ---- Setche Kwamu-Nana 


Lessons for Your Grandchildren: The Power of Encouragement, The Power of Believe

Grandma, your belief in Aunty Setche’s abilities taught her the importance of self-confidence, belief in one’s self,  and the impact of someone else believing in you.

This lesson in encouragement has rippled through time. Today, I can't wait to express myself freely, thanks to the seeds of confidence you sowed in your children. Your unwavering support echoes in my tiny heart. I can't wait to meet you in person and witness your love, first hand.

With Love and Melody,

Your Grandchild and Father, Ako Jr. (Tete)

A Legacy of Generosity, A Mother of All

March 12
Excerpt from my collection of letters to cheer my BELOVED Mom up in the hospital - Chapter 10.
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My Dear Mommy,
As I recall stories of your kindness, they paint a beautiful picture of the love you've showered not only upon our family, but the community at large. I recall this experience from my boarding school days that still intrigues me to this day.
Back in my boarding school days at BHS Buea, visiting days were a rare treat. The first time you could make it, you arrived with bags of goodies for me, my cousins, and other extended family and friends. Eagerly, I asked which one was mine. To my surprise, you declared they were all the same. Protesting, I pointed out that not all parents brought packages for me, as some of them, I didn't even know because they’ve never asked to see me when they visit. Why show their kids the same level of kindness? Mommy, you helped me grasp that this wasn't a transaction; that it's about being a cheerful giver. Though upset back then, I now understand and eventually grew into the philosophy of cheerful giving at a deeper level too. I understood why you're often referred to as "The Mother of All."
Mommy, you taught me the joy of giving without expecting anything in return, a lesson in selfless generosity that people say I carry with me today. And did I tell you that last year, I finally found out the meaning of my name and serendipitously, it means, Cheerful Giver? Can you believe it? I think I told you, but just reiterating. Thank you for the lesson!
With Love and Gratitude,
Your Shea/Sher 

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