O Cameroon, Thou Cradle
of our Fathers,
Holy Shrine where in our
midst they now repose,
Their tears and blood and
sweat thy soil did water,
On thy hills and valleys
once their tillage rose.
Dear Fatherland, thy
worth no tongue can tell!
How can we ever pay thy
due?
Thy welfare we will win
in toil and love and peace,
Will be to thy name ever
true!
Chorus:
Land of Promise, land of Glory!
Thou, of life and joy, our only store!
Thine be honour, thine devotion,
And deep endearment, for evermore.
Bamenda had a population of almost 400, 000
people and is the largest cities in the North West. I had fun looking at the
Satellite picture of Bamenda. From
above it looks just like any large suburb in America. I was able to zoom in close enough to see
our house and that the picture was taken before we had the addition put on.
We have many “modern” conveniences. The
Supermarket has four isles and many products from Europe and America. We can’t afford to “shop as normal” but it
is nice to be able to get Pringles and marshmallows for SMORES for Josh’s birthday
party. Did I mention that my bakery has a cappuccino
machine?
When they first painted this building orange,
I was horrified, but now I love it. You can see if from various hills in town
and it is a great land mark. I love that it has a clock on it.
This building is a new faculty housing complex
for the girl’s high school-here on the grounds of the Arch Diocese. They are also building a new apartment
complex on the grounds for Catechetical Formators.
Have I mentioned that they have a million
motorcycles here? For 20 cents you can
a ride quite far. By necessity, I went
on one in Kribi for about 2 miles (with Pete and the driver) and begged him
to go slow-otherwise I walk if I can’t get a cab!
Bamenda was not my first choice of Mission
spots, but now I wouldn’t trade for any other place.
PS did I tell you that Emily has lost two
teeth in two weeks. Can you guess
which day the first came out???
-Joy
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