Thursday, August 21, 2014

THE UGLY FACES OF EBOLA VIRUS DISEASE RISING AGAIN IN AFRICA



[Key words: Ebola Virus disease, HIV/AIDS, Africa, spread, halting, pandemic, customs, hygiene, traits, symptoms, media, WHO, history, cultural clashes, emigration, border closures, suggested remedies] 

The world belongs to all of us no matter wherever we are and it should be our responsibility to make it a healthier place for all and sundry, now and in the future. With the Ebola Virus Disease (EVD) epidemic in West Africa, it should be our concern. We should not be apathetic in the belief that it would never affect us living thousands of miles away. Together we could move mountains and even stamp it out as never before. We have done it in the past and still could do even better today. We could volunteer, contribute financially to NGOs or Governments affected or just by sensitizing others as we are doing in this treatise. Remember that being isolated or living in distant lands does no guarantee our protection from it as was a long time ago when there was little intercontinental human interaction. It will take less than ten hours with our modern transport network and the whole world is agitated because of our being uninterested over what is happening in some remote corners of the world. 


 My simple bill board for stopping the Ebola virus spread campaign





There are others who are being fooled that Ebola Virus Disease (EVD) is a hoax or some invention of Westerners. This is malicious and unsubstantiated information we are familiar with that must be dismissed outright by all level-headed persons. The World Health Organisation (WHO) reported today (Wednesday, August-20-2014) of 1400 having been killed in Western Africa. Some unconfirmed sources talk of 2473 affected persons. Liberia accounts for some 450 deaths where some persons still believe that it is a hoax. On false dissemination of information concerning pandemic diseases, was that not the same doctrine that was preached by false prophets in Southern, Eastern and West Africa when HIV/AIDS was still at its inchoate stage in the world? The perpetrators misled the gullible public and the pandemic disease got out of all proportion. Many are languishing because of that misinformation. The doctrine is where in doubt leave it out as good journalese does. 

We still recalled the President Thabo Mvuyewa Mbeki of South Africa Republic (1999-2008) even bought it and that undue hesitating caused the death of many in the Republic of South Africa, Zimbabwe, Botswana and Uganda earlier on. Many naïve persons lent their ears to this unscientific doctrine and before long it became pandemic. The leak that could have been patched to save a mighty dam from bursting out was ignored and before long the dam gave way and the deluge caused untold mayhem, irreparable damages. Those who adhered to this doctrine perished in droves in the morning of their lives. Some person stated that if one was a real person, one should face the brunt of it and did not survive. Hamlets, homesteads, and even villages and townships lost vibrant economic men and women. When you visit those ghost settlements you see but older folks or children looking after children, a sad scene as one after a war where men have all been killed and buried.

This false doctrine was fanned by bogus medicine men, herbalists who are often considered as savants in some communities who sprung up and purported to have discovered cures or supported the false doctrine that all were European chicaneries to cut down the burgeoning African population and replace it with theirs as had been their tradition. The very traditional medicine men had been a wedge towards westernization of many in the developing world as the infamous Boko Haram. They had not stopped poisoning the hearts of many and befuddling them for their financial and other gains. The interpretation by others was that it was whites' boldfaced racism. As prophets, many listened to them and were victimized. Many preached that the only cure was to have dalliance with infants or virgins and we had unheard-of rapes of infants in Southern Africa and the spread of the diseases (STDs) as never before. We wonder if the authorities learned lessons from these allegations.

The remaining folk rather than stay when their off spring had perished decided to leave their settlements as was the case in gone by days when pandemic diseases as small pox, tuberculosis, influenza or Spanish flu struck some African communities. The interpretation in those days was that the gods had not accepted them where they were settled or that the soil was spoiled. The only remedy was to emigrate or migrate. Tribes thus left for fertile and healthier climes in distant countries abandoning all they had worked for since time immemorial. This was one factor that triggered emigration and migration in the past. Vestiges of this attitude still lingers in some primitive communities. It is sad that some gullible persons in Sierra Leone, Liberia, Guinea and even Nigeria, the most populous country in Africa still believe in this doctrine of diseases brought into their communities by Westerners. It does not tally as it benefits neither Africans nor Westerners but helps in slowing down the fragile economic progress of these states.

In the aforementioned countries, there are some men of God, pastors who are of the opinion that Ebola as AIDS/HIV related diseases are a curse from God for the civil wars that had plagued those states in Africa. If they know that God loves all, He cannot punish by inflicting punishment in the form of pandemic diseases to wipe out those He truly loves. Remember he said that He came to Earth for sinners and He equally loves them. Also falling on the list is the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) where Ebola first showed its ugly face in 1975, in Uganda in 2012,  Ivory Coast, and Gabon. It might not have been the first time in the D.R.C. As far back as the 1930s a plague was reported along the banks of the tributary of  the River Congo, called River Ebola from which stems the name EBOLA, then known as the Belgian Congo or Congo Leopoldville. A priest had come and the villagers who had evacuated a village because all the subjects were dying as flies were glad to offer him a hut in that village for his accommodation. The reason was everyone in the village had died from a mysterious virus and the villagers who did not entertain the White man's intrusion (they did not like forced labor of the Whites Belgians and hash punishment dished out when the right quarters of rubber and tusks were not collected by the locals and handed to the Belgian colons gratis) believed that this Priest of the Sacred Heart Mission was to perish in a matter of days. Surprisingly he survived to write his report. 

My above interpretation cited on my blog article 'Plants' Intelligence' was from the geographical perspective which was as the consequences of destruction of the rain-forest and putting off balance of its natural ecosystem. The rampant killing of wild animals for food made easier now with the availability of modern fire power that was never in those communities in the past may also contribute. However, the present case started from Guinea Conakry before being taken to Liberia and Sierra Leone. If Guinea Conakry had known what the Congolese who were used to it were doing to stamp it out, it could have been contained. In the Congo (DRC), it had been known by the locals that Ebola patients were not to be touched and that in the event of their dying, their bodies were buried on the spot and their huts and belongings were summarily burnt. Those traditional measures help and have been helping but other countries had not had a clue as what to do.  In the case of Guinea Conakry where it started, it is conjectured that a hunter might have brought in a dead primate from his hunting field that was not well prepared by those who consumed it. The virus then got to man who could not handle it as bats or the primates. Therefore, should all the bats and primates be eliminated to ensure that there is never such a thing in the future? What was done with the dreaded small pox by the World Health Organisation (WHO)?

The initial hosts of Ebola virus disease are thought of to be bats that fed on the blood of primates and in the process transmit the deadly virus. It is also conjectured that it is transmitted from primates to primates by mosquitoes or through their bodily fluids. How does man get it? 

The primates and bats even including the vampire bats are caught and eaten by man. If not properly prepared, the virus is then passed onto man whose system cannot handle it as the bat the primary incubator. Furthermore, the virus that had animals as its host upon the destruction of their hosts had no other option but to look for an alternative and man is the next best host. How can this cycle be solved?  In some communities where primates are not slaughtered for 'bush meat' and soup preparation as in Zimbabwe, Mozambique... cases of this had never been reported. The communities believe that primates are their relatives and dare not be eaten. 


Other pastors or local missionaries attribute the spread of this hemorrhagic fever to the predicaments and atrocities of men’s inability to forgive each other, raping of women, lynching of children during internecine civil wars, using them as child soldiers, coveting of common minerals, the natural gifts of God by the use of arms that were supposed to be shared equally among their inhabitants. If this allegation could be true then most of Africa are still awaiting their turn!

From my personal perspective, all these theories as to their causes and courses by men of God are intangible and we have to be scientific. Time is against us and there is no room for speculations. Why?  One, people know that they could live with people who are HIV/AIDS infected and be scotch free from them and their related diseases. For example, the saying in some communities is that ‘you could die from having dalliance but no one has ever died from its abstention.’ That is complete sexual abstinence. Another is that if partners are completely faithful to their spouses or sex partners and those partners are in return faithful to them there would not be sexually transmitted diseases (STDS)in their communities. Many ensure that they stick to this by letting themselves be scanned before marriages or cohabiting. The orders and prevention guides that are being sensitized in all assemblies in third world countries highlighting that there are no bodily fluids exchanged if we are to stop the spread of Ebola virus:

·       No kissing whereby bodily fluid could be exchanged,
·       No exchange of saliva or sputum by eating or drinking from common eating utensils or spiting in the public. in most African societies, it is believed to be the accepted hospitality if all members or the family eat from a common dish with their hands. The exchange of saliva is a certain thing under this circumstance and diseases are bound to be spread. Furthermore, the cleanliness of hands where there are often shortages of water or clean water is questioned.
·       No sharing of utensils
·       No sharing of needles
·  No breastfeeding by Ebola patients whatever the circumstances,
·       No exchange of blood, blood transfusion,
·       No exchange or touching of faeces,
·       No exchange of sweats,
·       No exchange of semen,
·       No engaging in sexual acts likely to endanger lives or leading to exchange of bodily fluids.

In brief no contact with secretion of the patient with Ebola virus or AIDS/HIV as the case may be. Then the point is most of the patients are not aware that they are sick unless there are manifestations and the only way to know initially is to be clinically tested. Do the impoverished communities have the necessary scientific facilities for testing. We will examine this in our next article.

The moment many got to know of this and followed it rigidly, there was a slowdown in the spread of AIDS/HIV related diseases. Some resolved to abstinence, wearing of condoms were imperative or sticking to one partner.

My poster for dedicated health officials in the fields. This could be translated into French, Portuguese and Arabic, the common languages in Western Africa.

A BRIEF HISTORY: The knowledge that diseases could be transmitted by contact had long been known by man for long to the extent that in some communities shaking of hands or touching of parts of the bodies was not allowed particularly of those of strangers. Having said this, it took so long and even hitherto for some Africans to believe in the existence of viruses or germs. To many, sicknesses were caused by your enemies through witchcraft and you could be cured by mending fences with your enemies, paying the witch doctor to give you a counteracting portion, gri-gris to protect you or iron out your grievances by some other ways. Europeans fell into this trap too until viruses were discovered and we thank scientists like Louis Pasteur of France.

There was a time if Europeans came to Africa for leisure or businesses, the greeting of their stakeholders were only twice. The first was when they arrived and the last was when they were saying adieu to their hosts, which was leaving the country after the end of their duties. In the colonial days, natives were supposed to give way when they were passing, genuflect and even remove their hats or caps as a sign of respect. There was no question of shaking hands. Many locals who were naïve over Western cultures concluded that that the White-man was snobbish or racist. It was because in most African societies one greeted and shock hands each time one meet somebody along the way throughout the day. The fact that travelling is still by foot make this possible unlike in the West and other communities where motorized vehicles have literally taken over and men rarely have such close contacts unless in churches, bazaars, theaters, shopping centers or stadia. Even then, one greeted those who were close to one and not anyone in the crowd. 

The case of a White man not greeting Africans was cultural clash. In the West for most of the time, friends rarely shock hands after they had got to know each other unless they were away or where returning to their original base. Another time when one was being greeted with the shaking of the hands was when one was being congratulated on having struck an attitude, that is, did something extraordinarily wonderful in his society and was being awarded. Then in the case of a different culture where one greeted each time one meets someone, it was hard to get familiar with that sort of culture. 

One realized that many Africans had bad hygienic manner, putting of fingers in the nostrils, blowing the nostrils with bare hands and many more. Others had no toilets or toilet rolls taken for granted in the West and if toilets were used hands were not necessarily washed with soap and clean water. The safest way to mingle in such a society was not to shake hands no matter the consequences. In those days, there were no bottled waters and expatriates were even advised to drink beer or boil water before drinking. Many drank their teas and survived. Then, if you were a business person, you might loss customers because of your apathy was misinterpreted as racism, an aspect many Africans do not take lightly when in contact with white persons. Meanwhile to you it was for hygienic reasons. You believed that your health came first and there was no question of philandering with it so as to have a good name in the society where your life could be in jeopardy.

There are isolated cases where other Africans were not allowed to shake hands with whoever came across them. This is still common with the cases of chief-priests, grandees, lords, and kings of a good number of tribes. In some tribal set ups in say the Grassfields of the Cameroons, ‘thou shall not shake hands of the king, supreme or paramount chiefs or chief priests or queens.’ There are bitter feelings engendered when this role is broken by some government officials of some countries who neglect or do not want to respect tribal norms. Apart from that, chiefs who cross the line for financial emoluments from governments are sanctioned in ways we need not discuss here by tribal regulators. When the young Queen Elizabeth II of Great Britain and the Commonwealth visited Lagos in 1956, the King of Nsoland in British Southern Cameroons would not shake hands with Her Majesty as it contradicted the tradition of his kingdom for their kings to shake hands with women. He entered his Land Rover and headed home from Lagos, a long way from home. If one ever shocked the king’s hand it was considered as undermining his authority and the defaulter could be punished by death or sold into slavery.  In some cases, ‘thou shall not call the personal name of the king or chief.’ If you did that you dethroned the king. The only time a king’s name was called was when he died of naturally causes.

Let us not digress. By the king not shaking hands with anybody no matter their caliber, he was not likely to catch any of the diseases that were transmitted through human contacts. You will observe that if the Queen of UK and Northern Ireland and the Commonwealth of Nations were greeting patrons, she wore gloves, although for fashion reasons, in a way, she was hygienically protected. For the local dignitaries, they, in a way lived longer than their subjects. This equally implied to the case of his royal majesty’s queen or queens in some African tribes. They dare not have coitus with any other person but the king. They did not shake hands too. If there were infringement of this bylaw, they could be eliminated or sold into slavery in days prior to westernization of their communities. The adulterer that is the person who had dalliance with the queen (woman of the palace) was eliminated by the regulators of the society or exiled. This theme is explicated in my old work Shadows of Fire for those who have patience to read it between the lines. The protagonist fell in love with the queen before being given to the king in marriage and that was felony. It sounds barbaric but it still happens in some societies, not only in Africa.

Most of us still extant recall the bitter feelings among some royalties when Princess Diana Spencer left Prince Charles the heir to the Crown Throne for the son of an Arab guru’s Doti al-Fayed. That was the biggest gamble of the century. However, in our case, it was a matter of life or death and the subject rather is killed than the ruler of the kingdom who was supposed to hold the kingdom together. He was a religious leader and even called the Sun King, for he was the sun without which the kingdom was in darkness. He was all powerful as we heard of the case of one of the Zulu kings who tested the obedience of his soldiers in Kwa Zulu (Zululand) before the arrival of Europeans. He ordered 2000 of them to march strength into the India Ocean and they did it all without questioning his order and drowned. How many of us could obey the Queen of England or listen to Her Majesty’s orders transmitted by Governor General of Canada? There are still many who would do that as if a third World War were to start and orders were given by the Queen, many would die for her. They had done so for the British Royalties during the last two world wars and many are still prepared to give their lives for Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II if need arises. So the cases of African sovereigns are not idiosyncratic.

The crucial question is how could this Spartan obedience help in the halting of the spread of Ebola and also AIDS/HIV related diseases? Talking to a group of Africans, a year ago, one of them told me that only very stupid persons got AIDS/HIV.  He meant the less intelligent who would not obey the authorities, regulations or adhere to their basic hygienic principles being recommended. In the case of Ebola and AIDS/HIV mentioned above, there is basic hygiene if strictly followed people could not be put in harms’ way:

1.    It is a known fact that Ebola comes from eating meat. The question posed must people eat meat to get their protein particularly when not well prepared or stored after preparation? If the animals eat grass or other animals to survive, why must it be necessary that man should eat meat to survive? People have lived for long by only eating vegetables and cereals or other root crops, why could all not revert to cereals and vegetable and leave meat completely if that is the only remedy for their not being affected by Ebola? The thing is as clear. Locals do not have enough fuel to prepare their meat and often they eat some raw. Also where prepared over firewood, they do not even have refrigerators to store the remaining food. Flies that had landed on contaminated raw meat with Ebola virus could and still land on cooked (bush) meat that is not well stored. The end result is getting the diseases from next door, our primates to the healthy body, voila!

2.    Basic Hygiene: How many wash their hands before they eat and after they have eaten? How many stoically want to eat with their hands and share from one dish as a way of socializing as their parents did in the past thereby spreading the virus and many preventable diseases? Many do not have the right or clean restaurants you see in Western countries. In most beer parlors food being sold is prepared at home and transported in huge flasks in battered taxis shared by all Toms, Dicks and Harries. The food does not stay hot all day long and gets cold and that is an invitation for bacteria and other problems space does not allow us to discuss here. Where they have sufficient fuel, they may not have clean water for cooking or washing dishes and if the dish washer is ill, or any of the patrons is ill, all other clients are likely to be ill. So where is the remedy?

3.    We read of stupid cases in Liberia where the isolation wards in which Ebola patients were housed were ransacked by bandits who have ignore warming of the spread of Ebola and claimed that it was a Western ruse to cheat Africans. They stole blankets, buckets, mattresses, bed sheets and many more already used by living and dead Ebola victims. Therefore how do we help those poor fellows? In an ideal case the mattresses and all other bedding would have been incinerated. How could thieves helped in the distribution of Ebola virus inadvertently and that was cause for concern among the once war ravaged Liberia that was striving to recover.

4.    Thou shall not shake hands with the victims or with anybody no matter how close or dear they were to you or their sufferings. Let it be known that by not touching a patient because one is not qualified, does not mean that one is not concerned. It should be trumped out loudly that Ebola virus disease knows no borders, brothers, sisters, relatives or enemies, religion, gender, age or color of a person. The virus wants hosts at all cost and man provides the best option in the absence of bats, monkeys and other animals in the forest or wilderness in the case of Ebola Virus Disease (EVD). We have adumbrated this point above.

5.    Solution? We heard the other day that there were some Parisians who would not entertain rats that are infesting the beautiful streets of Paris being killed or poisoned as being an infringement on their animal rights. Funny as rats caused bubonic plague that killed millions in Europe in the 1720s. The chief carriers were fleas from rats as was the case with Black Death in 1348. [The Australian farmers will tell you what it means to fight rats in the farms. Africans and Indians will tell you how much havoc and cost they have to pay to fight against rats and mice]. So pandemic diseases are not new and we attribute many to the poor hygiene of man particularly after he had focused his attention on wars as the case of countries outlined in the Western and Central Africa. For man not to have learned from those incidents go to substantiate our African’s friends saying that ‘only a stupid man dies form Aids/HIV related diseases.’ Who told those lovers of rats in Paris that rats of today do not carry fleas that could trigger another bubonic plague? Ebola is just the tip of the iceberg. Other diseases are still in the horizon that could come to tell us that Ebola was a child’s play. Is there a long term solution? If bats are the sole incubators of Ebola virus, should it be appropriate that all bats be eliminated? Then it will sanction the increase of mosquitoes. We take bats flying around at dusk for granted but they sweep the air of billions of mosquitoes that kill man more than Ebola. More patients have died from malaria than Ebola since it became pandemic in West Africa but we do not even have statistics as it is not mass killing that spread the way Ebola virus does. How do we go about it?

6.    The funeral tradition might have to be altered. There is what is known as the wake-keeping where the deceased is kept and people congregate to cry over it all night long, engorging and washing it down with alcohol. When maddened or having Dutch courage many would touch the dead body, or kiss it as their way of respect for the family of the deceased. They do not know what on earth killed him or her and that is why funeral celebrations are cardinal distribution points in some untutored communities in Africa. The medical knowledge of many is mediocre or totally absent and the only option is to change the burial tradition and call off wake-keeping all together. Let the dead even be buried immediately by well protected specialists. Funeral halls got to be established and life insurances promoted or subsidized by governments where possible. They exit in some big African cities but are rare and far-between in bucolic areas where literally thousands come together to pay their last respect. Let funeral celebration not be like weddings for merriment and excessive eating and socializing. Again let specialists do the job.

7.    . Some patients have been stigmatized and shunned by the society to the extent that when quarantined as the case of Monrovia, Liberia, they escape and mingle with the healthy people so as not to feel isolated. In Brazil of the past there were lepers’ colonies as there are still in many countries where normal citizens did not mix with patients. It does not mean that such patients are being ostracized deliberately. For those who disobey the health authorities and might even have been helped, they help in the distribution of the diseases. It should be trumpeted out using all available media that the sick should seek consultation and as a way of saving themselves and others. The authorities should protect them and if recovered, they could be housed at different addresses where they would not be disdained. There should be no shame about it, as lucky quarantined patients may have the experimental drugs, ZMAPP and other treatments that may make them survive Ebola. There are persons in Uganda and Kenya, East Africa and even the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) in central Africa who survived Ebola where their bodily fluids were replenished. The US Dr. Brantly and his partner survived and there is a glimmer of hope. 

8.    The escape from quarantines should be dissuaded and if one is apprehended they should be protected by medics using moral persuasion. Force or intimidation should not be used. There is no question of being in denial as this flesh eating virus is fast in its manifestation.

How do you know that you have Ebola Virus Disease (EVD)? There are simple signs that could indicate that you have contacted it:


  • You could be vomiting not only ordinary liquid but blood
  • Bleeding
  • Blood in faeces
  • Have stomach pains
  • Rashes on your body
  • Red eyes
  • Others could have simple sore throat
  • Having no appetite
  • Fever
  • General body aches,
  • Diarrhea
  • Headache
  • Shortness in breathe
  • Extreme fatigue
  • Some of these symptoms may mimic those of malaria or flu if one happens to be in those affected zones. There are many others we do not have technical facilities or leverage to inform you here. The best thing to do is to seek the help of health authorities in your country. Do not try to hide it as if you deliberately contracted it. 

Should you have any of these symptoms, be advised to rush to the right authorities. Do not wait to have it blossomed before you get panicky. Do not be afraid that by being quarantined it means immediate catastrophe. You rashes or fever could be a simply cold. The best option is to be tested and ascertained before being discharged. Again if quarantined, do not jump into conclusions that it is the end. Many have survived and many will and some years in the history of man, it would be looked upon as we do malaria when there was no known cure in the 1880s and contacting it meant a sure death for individuals not being in malaria’s zones of the world.

Finally, this basic message should not be hoarded but should be made available to all using all media available not only in West Africa but around the world. With our modern interconnection, thanks to the aviation industry, this could be in developed nations the next day. It knows not borders and blocking them is just a short term solution that may not work with the porous African borders that divided consanguineous communities in Africa that are not respecters of borders.  Smart phone providers may allocate some units for these messages to be broadcast to all citizens. There should be a hotline for people to phone. The authorities should make this free. It is a matter of life-and-death. Radio station, Internets, Extranet, TV stations and particularly bill posting [as the author’s alluded to above] at strategic highways and locations may be made as the disposal of the authorities concerned to sensitize people of the dangers of Ebola virus. Often places of worships and market places are ideal in most African states for the dissemination of information of this nature. If there are football or soccer matches, this could be put on the electronic bill boards in stadia. The CNN, TV5, CTV, Al-geciras TV, BBC and Deutsch Welle (DV) that are beamed freely to Africa should also play their role in educating the masses. The world belongs to all of us no matter wherever we are and it should be our responsibility to make it a healthier place for all and sundry.  It should not be ignored that it is an exclusively African problem and all it needs it one patient to set foot in Paris, London, New York, Cairo, Berlin, Moscow, Beijing, Mumbai, Johannesburg and the picture is changed. Once more, true borders could be closed but those in Africa are porous. Even the built ones as the one between Gaza Strip and Israel have recently been indicated to be superficial. Tunnels could be dug to criss-cross frontiers, and enemies could even fire viruses across them as weapons of mass destruction.

Addendum: Some materials badly required by health officials when dealing with Ebola virus disease patients:


  • Gloves-latex, nitrite, industrial type
  • Clorox and antibacterial soap
  • Disposable thermometers
  • Gowns
  • Cotton balls
  • Hand Sanitizers
  • Surgical masks
  • Eye Goggles
  • Shoe covers
  • Anti microbial hand-wash
  • Hair covers or caps
  • Bio-hazard bags
  • Disposable Stethoscope
  • Environmental surface wipes
  • Respirator masks
  • Plastic bins
  • Sharp containers
  • Chlorine Tablets
  • Surgical tapes
  • Gauze

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Dr. Viban Viban Ngo, Ph.D 

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Emigration and Rejection of Western Education are no Solutions to the impoverished State of Developing Nations.

I once wrote a missive and cited many sources to substantiate my propositions, theories and my supervisor who is now a professor emeritus at L.S.E. asked me what I had got to contribute. Africans and others from developing countries tend to capitalize on what aliens have brought to their door steps as their contributions. They are even prepared to die to hold aloof their bulwarks. They have dumped almost all of their possessions that were once cherished by foreigners in the belief that what are foreign are ideal. They welcome all that are presented to them without even thinking if they would fit into their square holes. Often, it sounds as if they had nothing to call theirs: philosophical beliefs, call them religions or even technologies. They have and have had.

It is all wrong to believe that they have nothing or little to offer, as once upon a time Westerners had to come to Africa to be schooled in institutions of higher learning. Socrates and other Greek philosophers admitted this and many others we need not enumerate or dwell upon here. What are the benefits when we ignore what we have out of myopia? We end up starting from scratch or wallowing in others ways of life or philosophies. Having said this, no man is an island.  Therefore we could adopt and adapt what others have that could catapult us to that echelon of power instead of stating that we have to return to the status quo, how we were before foreign ways of life were implanted in our midst. In the case of Africa and others,  it were the days of darkness when Africa was called a 'dark continent' and when some of its regions were no-go areas as they were supposed to be peopled by savages. 

That is defeatist, decadence. Africa and other third world states have to move with time. Even if they fail to do so they will be forced by the West and others to toe the line. This is not an alarm being sounded. It had been so since the West met Africa and other continents. It was a matter of, 'You better copy me before we do business.'  The Westerners are aware of the fact that if Africa and other developing countries do not advance technologically, they would sooner or later export their backwardness to their spheres of influence or drag them too into their abyss of poverty. Let us face facts when there are outbreak of diseases, wars and other calamities that could have even been avoided if they had copied Westerners, it is still the very Westerners some of them shun that come to their rescue. 

Let us not go far. The deluge of children lurking at the gates, frontiers of the USA is a modicum of what it could look like if a strongly worded message is not sent to the developing nations deterring them from the belief that the export of children to developed economies is a solution to their lacking behind in the global economic development and sundry. If the USA and EEC  do not urgently address this matter by globalization, investing in those economies, Asians and Africans would be streaming in droves and there would be nothing that they could do to halt them.  

Some naive folks in North America, particularly in the USA got excited that the juvenile immigrants would solve their under population and shortage of labor problems in due course of time. Would they? They have not computed the cost of training, housing, parenting and others for the toddlers before their could stand on their feet and be assimilated? What of nostalgia and other psychological factors the young emigrants would suffer? Also, when settled, they would not offer their services for nothing. It must be underscored that there is no return to slavery of the old days where some persons had to work for others gratis. Once in the USA or Canada they would have to be treated equally as their citizens and had to be entitled to all the national benefits. Those are costly and budgets ought to be allocated for these. It is no doubt that there had been tremendous progress in developing countries made possible without the Marshall Plan and by those who have never been abroad. Global migration targeting the West is a clear indication that developing countries are not satisfied and need big economic push of directions from the West. 

Ugly faces surfacing as Boko Haram in Nigeria, ISIS in Syria and Iraq, Yemen, Saudi Arabia and other wars in the Middle East are essentially triggered by poor economic planing and bad shortsighted doctrine of those who are supposed to lead. If we yield to the the doctrine of Boko Haram and others as ISIS of blocking Western Education and substituting it with nothing or archaic Arabian philosophies, Africans, we mean sympathizers of Boko Haramism would just be endorsing their innate laziness, their inability to adopt and adapt for the future generations. If allowed, that  would be human catastrophe in the making. 

Owing to the fact that Africans and others would not be trained in the western ways at home, they would have to make up for this by emigrating in droves to Europe, Asia and Americas to ameliorate their poor standards of living as what is happening daily. It is not capital that they lack but the managerial skills which could be got through Western Education. How could they advance when vice means are used to deter them? Leaving Western Education is wrong and no reasoning person on earth should tolerate this nonsense. The freedom to learn is the  inalienable right of all. Many Africans have been atoning for this lack of education by believing that if the emigrate to Europe they could be better off. 

Often the cost of emigration in cash and human lives is heavy. The Mediterranean Sea is become burial ground for many through accidents. The Atlantic Ocean would not insulate North America from would-be stoic emigrants from other parts of the world coing in. The US authorities would not reject a ship-loads of Asian and African immigrants who have arrived at their ports of entry. All would declare themselves as seeking political asylum and by international law they would not be sent back to their homes of origin. We know that they are economic emigrants and there is nothing that could be done. The solution is cutting the buds at the sources through Western Education, transfer of technologies and managerial skills.  The world has passed that stage where developed nations  hoarded certain industrial developments, basic industrial secrets so as to have monopoly over productivity and make super profits. 

We all know that migration is no panacea to the impoverished state of developing countries under certain conditions. Having made this point, we are not stating that all channels of legitimate migration and emigration are blocked because of the recent works of Latin American opportunists, human traffickers who are exploiting parents and mentors of Latin American children to get money. The fact remains that many in North America are non natives, First Nation Peoples as known in Canadian jargon. They or their parents or great grand parents came from other countries to make North America their homes and to build it what it is today. How can we balance the equation? 

Through emigration the Westerners contributed to economic and industrial developments in other parts of the world.  In want of better climes and economy they made themselves the envy of many through the transformation of inhospitable regions hospitable. Truly they colonized, exploited. They traded far and wide and migrated causing mayhem in most of the cases on the natives but the world has since changed for good. Therefore by supporting controlled emigration we are not endorsing slavery, colonialism, imperialism, neocolonialism, blatant exploitation of man by man as in the past and other isms by Africans, Asians and South Americans who are seeing the USA as that heaven on Earth and the key to progress in life. 

The rest could be like North America. How? With good governance, transparency, solid Western Education, availability of modern communication facilities,information technologies developing countries could advance and rob shoulders with the Westerners. It is no longer prognostication. There are South American, Asian and African millionaires though not as one would find in North America and Europe. We must admit that there is some economic progress and refrain from total lampooning of third world  as ne'er do-wells living in pseudo  or bongo republics. 

Who created all those pseudo republics? The Westerners. The economy of scale was not taken into consideration else French colonial government would not have given their overseas provinces political independence when they were comfortable as a vast territory in the past. Ask them if they could have given Corsica and other provinces that were economically better off than all of their overseas possessions put together political independence.  They would consider this an imponderable crazy proposition and we are crying over spilled milk on the sand. 

We got to remember that there is nothing that these states are passing through that the Westerners never passed through. Whereas it took Westerners some 2000 years to reach where they are today in the economic ladder, Africans and others have taken 50 years in some unique cases and that is phenomenal leap forward. The World Bank and other ombudsmen need to be encouraged to lead and guide them relentlessly if failed states are not to emerge as Somalia that train sea pirates and contribute to the highest number of emigrants leaving Africa for Europe and Middle East. 

Sometimes those in the West forget that the economic baseline of Africans and Latin Americans is different from theirs. So it must be admitted that the way most third world citizens look at industrial progress is not the same from the Westerners' perspective.  Some Westerner with a five bedroom home furnished with all amenities to make life livable, with two cars and a job still feels that he or she is not well-off. Whereas an African or Asian with a communal tap of water near his home, shared by five hundred families, having no electricity but ensured of three meals a day, feels that he is self-sufficient and comfortable. To a North American or Australian, that is abject poverty. He does not feel that way psychologically as he does not aspire to have a home or a car in his lifetime.  He is proud that he can even share his meals daily with strange visitors and can survive on $4.00 or less a day. That makes him very happy and contented.  He may die without never entering a modern car many taken for granted in the West. He walks or takes a rickshaw. Where lucky he rides a bicycle on potholed tarred or dirt roads shared by a multitude of pedestrians, animals and birds. He has no one hundred debt crises to ponder upon each blessed day as the Westerner in North America or Europe: mortgage, bills to foot every month for gas, gasoline, and electricity consumption, insurance, amenities as television, telephone, internet, security, and so on as a North American. So, being wealthy like a North American is relative. Often we have to wear their spectacles to see clearly if we are right to say that they could be better off if that they emulate our standard of living.  May be it becomes different when we look at their health conditions and life expectancy.

What some Westerners  see is strife to advance too fast, often ignoring the progress so far made and experimenting on illusion as the disillusioned  Boko Haram in the belief that what has made them to be where they are is failure owing to Westernization. The Boko Haram  proponents are telling their followers that darkness is better than light. With the Western arsenal of weaponry, communication gadgets, clothing, housing, infrastructure, and so on at disposal of Boko Haram, on what grounds are they really standing to castigate or reject Western Education? 

They do not know where they came from and where they are heading to. Do they know that Western Education had its roots in Africa? How shallow and low can a people be? The Hausa and Fulani communities from which they recruit their members expand through the breadth and length of Western Africa. It is necessary for all Governments in this region to contain them before they do more harm of retarding the progress so far made in Western type of Education. The adopting and killing is spine-chilling and are already a deterrent of education in the areas where they occupy in North Eastern Nigeria and cross border insurgence in the Cameroon where they are abducting civil servants, foreign workers and sooner would abduct school children .

There is hope willy-nilly. It is to our advantage wherever we are in the world to promote peaceful development and deter unnecessary emigration and any doctrine that restricts Western Education. When we look at a budding country like Ghana, we see a gleam of hope in the African economic horizon. It passed through restricting economic huddles and is getting its head above dark waters. Others could emulate Ghana and even Malaysia that was on the same footing like most African states at the dawn of their political independence some fifty years ago, in spite of the later's aviation transport calamities. That is a hiccup, a characteristic of a hardworking nation with troughs and crests in economic development that must be passed through. A continental nation like India could be developed but they have so many to feed and would do so if democratic government and transparency is pursued. They are not different from China that has improved the standard of living of most of its citizens. These states may still be lacking by some Western standards but relatively they are way ahead. It is a matter of time before some are developed if not hampered by rattled-headed men of Boko Haram, Al Qaeda, Isis, Al Shabaab and Taliban caliber. We could make Africa and other developing countries charming and people could come in as the Chinese and Indians are presently doing in Africa to stay for good instead of leaving with the belief that the heaven on earth is solely in Europe and North America. Most new comers to Africa for example come with their trades that are beneficial to the host countries. 

Viban Ngo, PhD.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

The remarkable and indefatigable Mrs. Elizabeth M. Chilver headed to Elysium

Mrs. Elizabeth Margaret Chilver former Director of Bedford College, University of London (1964-1971); Head of  Lady Margaret Hall, University of Oxford (1971-1979) died at the age of 99 on Thursday, July-03-14 in Oxford, England. Born on August 3rd 1914 Elizabeth was the only daughter of Millicent Graves and Philip P. Graves. She will be greatly missed.

Mrs Elizabeth Margaret Chilver popularly known as Sally Chilver



She was a tall remarkable lady whose knowledge of peoples and things about peoples, particularly those from Africa was incomparable. No serious scholar could talk of any academic studies of the Southern Cameroons, later West Cameroon State without first consulting her works or her in person. She was a raconteur extraordinaire and for that she gained the sobriquet of ‘mama for tory,’ mother of storytelling in Pidgin English, the lingua franca of British Cameroons. Her past and present students, professors, and members of staff of Oxford, London and Yaoundé 1 Universities will not be the only ones who will miss her but the entire Southern Cameroons State, the former West Cameroon State, if not Cameroon Republic in Western Africa.


Her full names were Elizabeth Margaret Chilver but her close friends called her Sally Chilver. She had the respect of many and was addressed as Lady Chilver by her compeers and dons at Oxford and London Universities. I never entered the four walls of Oxford University as was my desire however I had the privilege of being tutored by an Oxford don, Lady Elizabeth Margaret Chilver for a dozen years or more. I once wrote that when you have need for someone, you always created time for them. She had time for me even at odd hours. If I phoned her for academic discussions she would drop all she had and asked me to catch the train from Paddington Train Station in London, UK and come along to Oxford where she had translated from her erstwhile home at Maida Vale in N.W. London. You would conjecture that she would only have one hour for you. No! She would offer you an entire working day and more. We would have marathon conversations over, teas,  lunches and dinners. I would be briefing her on Nso customs, what was going on in Africa and she would be answering a plethora of questions I posed about the Swiss, Germans, languages, thaumatology and traditional medicine. She had such wonderful retentive memory and would recapitulate all incidents in her life and where, when and what she saw and heard as vividly as possible, as if it were yesterday. I knew why she was a valued reporter in the infamous Middle East of today in the past and Europe for the London Daily News. Sometimes I would see the persons and events she vividly described in my mind’s eyes as per an Nso grandee whom she reported to inadvertently draw a map on the ground with a tip of his javelin. We were discussing aloud if Africans had an innate tendency to draw maps as other communities in the Western world.  


After our visits and on subsequent occasions she would produce hefty manuscripts with her wonderful calligraphic hand on all that we had discussed. Occasionally she would photocopy them and hand them over to me for digestion. We would discuss people in her field of studies and her old and new students as our Princess Royal Ann and colleagues. We discussed works of Prof. Michael Rowlands, Dr. Efidike from Australia, Prof. Claude Tardits of University of Paris I, Dr. Ian Fowler who was the darling of the house, the curator Mr. David Price who was working then on the Tikar origin, Dr. Nigel Barley whose best-seller on the Cameroon, The Innocent Anthropologist (Notes from a Mud Hut) I called a constructive lampoon; Prof. Paul Nchoji Nkwi who had similar interests on the Grassfields; Dr. Nicholas Agenti interested in African traditional art,  Hans-Joachme Koloss of Berlin, Dr. Phyllis M. Kaberry, Lady Shirley Ardener who visited each time I was paying Sally a visit and many more. Sally Chilver connected me with some of those dynamic scholars and we had ever been inseparable friends.


I recalled meeting Anthony H. M. Kirk-Greene whose book Adamawa Past and Present on Northern British Cameroons was a most-read for all and sundry interested in that part of the world and N. Nigeria. Willy-nilly, through her insistence, I found myself digesting some of their works and even corresponding with them hitherto. I did not know my importance to be connected with these renounced scholars. It was not long before she liaised me with her other older students to teach them French, Creole or just to brief them on Cameroons and Cameroon when they were leaving England to study or carry out research in Western Africa. If I were not visiting, I was answering her queries or she was answering mine on Africa or world affairs. In due course of time she would ask my permissions to allow my personal missives written to her to be shared with some of senior scholars. I was instead grateful that I was inadvertently making some academic contributions in her discipline and was being exposed.


Anyone who met Sally was so impressed and many remarked that she was a walking-encyclopedia. The late Nso philosopher, Prof. Bernard Fonlon, the first Nso to study at Oxford told me that upon hearing that he was from Nso, she jumped and embraced him tightly. She did not only do that but this towering lady took him by hand to bring to the acquaintance of Dr. Phyllis M. Kaberry an authority in the Grassfields studies in the 1950s and 1960s. For my ten and one score years I never ever met anyone who contacted Sally and did not get hocked on her charms and warm heart. She had answers to all conceivable questions concerning anthropology, social history and the Grassfields in particular. She said it in Bekom, Lamnso and Bali Mugaka and one wondered how on earth she had such sharp ears for even African languages besides her French, German and Latin. 


All who saw her felt at home! She directed them and even saw what was good for them as a counselor extraordinaire with a wealth of experiences overseas and at home. During some of our meetings, Mrs. Shirley Ardener would drop in and in admiration, listened to snatches of our conversations before returning to her pressing chore. She was a specialist in Bakweri social history and had published with her late husband Anthony Ardener on that Kingdom on the mountain, Bakweri besides writing on women issues in the Southern Cameroons/ West Cameroon State. I ever appreciated all her visits and her interest. Sally knew all her friends at close quarters and talked favorably of them. She even stated that they were all for our liberation which she endorsed but cautioned that force should never ever be used for the liberation of the former state of West Cameroon she had once worked for. She had audiences from the Cameroon Republic Embassy and was invited to most of their functions.


When Sally stated feeling poorly, Mrs. Shelley Ardener and Dr. Ian Fowler were the persons who informed us of her conditions. I visited her and thanked a kind house keeper, a spouse of a police officer who took care of her. I was not happy seeing her leaving Sally alone after her daily chore. My impression was that she was a live-in caretaker. Sally was reluctant and would not accept anyone around but to be with her favorite cat. However it did not continue that way for long. It became imperative when she became visually impaired to have someone with her all the time. A niece of her late husband Richard Chilver, referred to below eventually came in to cater for her.


Irrespective of her condition, she insisted on me keeping up with our usual correspondence the old fashion way as she had not mastered the new IT. Besides arthritis was affecting her writing that was getting shaky and less discernible. I thought that I would be putting undue pressure on her if I encouraged her to maintained our correspondence of our good old days.  It became clear in my eyes when I presented her with my second publication B4 she had partly proofread. She held it and replied that she could only see my whitish silhouette. I became blue but had to accept it as we never continue to soldier on indefinitely. Myopia did not mean death. Some people die, but with others as Sally, I rather die first than to see them die before me. Sally was one that I wanted to see living indefinitely by virtue of her academic contributions. Fr. Tatah Mbuy had said that she had immortalized her life by publications and the knowledge she passed on to her worldwide multitude of scholars. Then if Christ could die, who were we to say that we could stay indefinitely after He had given us leverage  to make our worldly contributions and prepare ourselves for the life with Him? From my perspective, Sally made hers worldly contributions not only hundredfold but 150% fold. People like her are rare and far between. 


When I was leaving for London after my sojourns with her, she would bide me good-bye and we would still continue chatting over the phone. Distance did not matter to her even when I had returned to Ottawa. Then Sally would not reveal her condition to one if one phoned her. She would still be the one to pick up the receiver and answer the phone and would be as sharp and often sounding as fit as a fiddle. So, she left the impression that she was all perfect as was her strive towards perfection as evidenced by her thoroughness in researches, published and unpublished works. 


However, I was still very concerned that I suggested if I could send my niece who was a good nurse to cater for her. Sally would not accept this offer. I was not the only one concerned. Professor Godfrey Verkijika Fanso with whom she co-edited books and social history of Nsoland was also on the verge of sending his beloved daughter to look after Sally but she would not accept it too. It bothered me beyond words why my mother would be ill and live alone when I could make her life comfortable at the dusk of her life. 
“Of what good were children and friends to one if they could not stand by one's bedside and give one a glass of water when in one's sick bed?” I would soliloquize.  


Sally always wanted to be on top of things, as it was her nature. One would still see her smoking her cigarettes and would occasionally sip a glass of white wine. Today, I am with her at the Commonwealth Society where she once worked pondering over colonial nitty-gritties, tomorrow I was with her at the University College with her colleagues. I ever listened attentively to her and stoically followed her instructions. She told me to write and to write about my mother, a short story about myself and even novels. She reiterating what Mr. Ben Okri, a British-Nigerian author of the best-selling novel The Famished Road in London, U.K. had been trumpeting in my ears and I kept on putting it off. She urged me to write what people were doing in my tribe, how they used to do things and what brought about changes and what were the reactions of people to modernization. She emphasized that details were what mattered and that in the future they would be beneficial. She went on that fame came when some people had long died and not in their lifetime.  I tried to doodle so to say. My short stories I wrote developed legs, limbs and grew too long and fat. Albeit, Sally was never tired of perusing them. She admired all and on editing one of them, she asked me to skip what I had written about Premier John Foncha of West Cameroon State, that is of the former British Southern Cameroons and the burial of the Koran by the Muslims at the Kumbo palace.


In those days we wrote with our hands and there was no use of any rattling Remington type-writers or computer we take for granted today. Whatever, she would talk favorably of everyone in the world except one person, a Prime Minister of West Cameroon State who sold West Cameroon State and might have poured oil over the flame on the interminable predicaments of Southern Cameroons today with Cameroon Republic. As such she would not touch his autobiography suggested to her for editorial. I concurred her decision. The said document got burnt in the house and we are left with conjectures, as what this Mbengwi man was going to give as his rationale for leaving the healthy Buea to go to reside at the miasmic Yaounde taking along with him the whole autonomous State of West Cameroon where its citizens were being abused as Biafrans and enemies in the house.


There was no important person Sally did not know in West Cameroon State. She broadened her knowledge of this Nation State that is still battling to stand on its feet when she was on secondment from the U.K. Colonial Office to work on the West Cameroon Antiquities Commission. Prior to that, she had been interested in the social history and ethnography of the people of the Grassfields, West Cameroon State. This is where she met Miss Elizabeth O’Kelly, the Education Officer of the Grassfields in the 1950s and 1960, whose story I already narrated. Each time I visited her, she would remind me to always visit Miss O'Kelly who had taken me at heart and was living down south at Battle and later on at St. Leonard-on-Sea, East Sussex. (see my story of The White Queen of the Grassfields on this blog). Sally had also worked in tandem with Dr. Phyllis M. Kaberry, an anthropology who was sent by the British Government to study the causes of food shortages, hence constant famine in the Grassfields. She and Dr. Keberry researched and wrote extensively on the women of the Grassfields who were the cardinal peasant farmers, their social structures and the sophisticated cultures of the inhabitants of this region and environs.


One day after our usual chat, Sally told me that I should fly the Nso flag by continuing with the work Dr. Kaberry had started. I was taken aback, as my field of specialization was not anthropology or ethnography but cartography/geography-environmental studies. She inculcated into me a passionate liking for anthropology and would tell me the way to write on certain issues. She recommended books that I should read. I started writing with her in mind and not my own lecturers at the London School of Economics and Political Science (L.S.E.), University of London. Today, Sally still stands behind me censoring my write-ups. A kind friend of mine from Venezuela upon learning of the role she played in my education told me yesterday that she would be by me all the time as a guardian angel to direct me on my scholarship. Saddened as I was, I beamed and thanked her. She told me not to thank her as we were all friends.  


What did I not try my hand on for her? I wrote poems and she did not hesitate to dismiss some. I thought she was to refer me to Jonathan Swift, John Milton or William Shakespeare but she subtly told me that the best poet that ever emerged from mother Africa was Christopher Okigbo, an Igbo who was killed at the battle front during the Biafra-Nigerian war of 1967-1972. To follow this up, she was to give me a manuscript of the work of  a German Pioneer Father, Fr. John Emonts, SCJ, whom one could rightly state to have been the pioneer/ethnographer of  Nso tribe in the Grassfields the Germans had given the name Banso. Emonts had covered what Nso was like in her pristine form in the 1910s in our forthcoming work:
Dans les Grassfields et les Terres Montagneuses de l’Interieur du Cameroun. This is being published by Flag Books Canada International Inc. in 2014. 


Emonts could have done more in the education of Africans that greatly concerned Sally and evangelization but the involvement of Germans in the First World War prematurely drove them away from what was then German Cameroons (Kamerun). I edited this and I had ever been grateful to Mrs. Chilver contributions. Emonts’ works on Nsoland was continued by Sally Chilver and Kaberry. King Mbinkar Mbinglo Seem III of Nso Kingdom (1947-1972) was fascinated and bestowed upon Kaberry for her work in excavation of artifacts at Kovvifem, the old capital of Nso the title of  'sylvan queen' [Yaa woo Kov in Lamnso]. Other scholars working on Nso ethnographic studies are Dr. Mariam Goheen [Yaa] and local Nso elites as Prof. Verkijika Fanso,  Dr. Chem Langhee and Dr. Joseph Banadzem. Others had worked independently as Messrs William Banboye, Paul Mzeka, Hon. Joseph Lafon, Prof. Tanlaka-Kishani and Prof. Daniel Lantum, Shufai woo Bastos.


Sally was not keen on writing big books but she carried our field works throughout the Grassfields with particular focus on Ntem at Mbo Plain, Nso, Bali, Oku and Bekom kingdoms, what is known in Cameroons English as ‘fondoms’ and published exhaustive analyses in leading scientific journals. She never believed in armchair research. She got up and went to the field to collect and analyse her data. Where in doubt she wrote avalanche of letters to authorities and those on the spot to get correct facts.  She had started writing as far back as 1934 when just 20 years old and up to 2010 was still lecturing privately to students from far and wide. Her personal letters to me are a wealth of information as per the history of the Bah sub tribe of Kingomen, S.E. of Kumbo that have never been published but would be done so in due course of time. The good thing was that if Sally ever wrote anything with her handwriting that was more beautiful than Times New Roman scripts, she carefully kept a carbon copy of it. Some of these are to be found with Prof. Ian Fowler and with her close friends.


Sally’s French and German were excellent. She carried out correspondence with her French and German colleagues and cooperated with them in sundry publications. I am thinking of the work she edited with Ute Roschenthaler (2001) Cameroon’s Tycoon: Max Esser’s Expedition and its Consequences. We are thinking here of Prof. Claude Tardits, Mon. Jean Hurault, Hermann Guflerand, Henri Boquene, Richard Fardon, Frederick Quinn and many others we see in JASO Journal of the Anthropological Society of Oxford, Vol. xxvi,(1) 1995.


She died lecturing. She was vocal and if she did not accomplish one thing on earth it was to capture all that was being eroded away from our cultures. Modernism could not be welcomed in most African domains without consequences. It is like environmental issues that are often heightened with industrialization in Africa and elsewhere when damaging the environment or polluting the air we breathe. She valued all that was cultural from Africa as grains of gold. The way people did their things, the way they said them, what they ate, how they dressed and why they did all that they did, whom they collaborated with, reasons d’etre, marriages, death celebrations and many more. She cherished all and took time to put all we earlier saw in writings that span from 1934 to 2000s. 

As in our earlier allusion, she did not typewrite like most of you do today. If you asked her questions she wrote down in that wonderful calligraphy, penmanship and her answers were in the post the following day. The internet had come to kill our handwriting, and writings that were windows through which graphologists could discern our characters. That was the ngambe or ngam divination of the White man. Sally was interested in ngambe of the African man what I often dismissed as paganism or mumbo-jumbos made lots of sense when she analysed them. With my naivety, I was  inclined to dismissed her works and that was what UNESCO would not have entertained. I was economic and mechanical minded and wanted to see massive engineering and manufacturing projects of Birmingham or Detroit types being transferred to Africans instead of studying their ways of life. When it was not clear to me, I was tempted to view it as a waste of time. With time I valued all her contributions, would defend them and I am so grateful. Why? I was wrong in assuming that if Africanism, useful African values were destroyed or supplanted with Western ways of life, Africans were to be better off economically and scientifically than what they were before. Then, the Japanese had proved that a people could be industrialized without necessarily shedding their cultural values. That was something worthy of being emulated.
Sally Chilver
Sally's portrait of  1977 before our first meeting.

Still on hand-writing, we could see generations to come after these that would never know how to write cursive or straight up writing as our beloved Sally. The present generation take down their notes in class with the computers and write and present with the computers. Others simply record lectures audiologically  and by using other computer programs their oral notes are transcribed into printable forms. Sally and I examined these developments and looked at the pros and cons of them.  Today when asked the square-area of a circle, the present generation that spend more time on computer video games than reading, search Google for answers. In a way the proponents of video games help in stupefying children and the consequences upon the modern society need to be scientifically studied as a matter of urgency. Many put 18 hours or more on sex-ting or 'texting' instead of reading classical novels and others that build the western civilization. They create their jargon that English of Chaucer, Mark Twain and Jonathan Swift eras is even far better. To this, Sally told me that someday people would be born without legs as they were no longer using them as intended with the proliferation of trains and cars to ferry people from place to place. By insinuation, children would be born without heads or brains and that would be scary. She would giggle and say that she would have long gone. 


On going, she was preparing for this day of her final departure ten years ago. She knew the kind lady that would write her obituary from Southampton, and she knew who was to occupy her residence. They were to be professional students. As for her treasured collection of books and manuscripts, Dr. Ian Fowler was to be the caretaker. She had even arranged that her body be given for scientific research to help others. So, I envisage a burial without a tombstone and an epithet. 


Still on good-hand writing, she went on that her father taught her how to write properly. This proper upright writing was what was to take Sally so far as reporting from the Middle East for one of the London grand paper the Daily News. I clearly saw the saying that all developments in one's life start from within one's family and not necessarily from without. She had to be precise, clear and up to the point. Besides she was very diplomatic. It was no doubt that she was the right person to head civil and academic departments.


She told me lots of things. I wrote some down to the extent that I even wrote sketches of her life story. Unfortunately they were shredded by a criminal who hacked into my computer and attacked it with malwares. I had written a scathing report on dampening corruption in Cameroon Republic that had infiltrated the once pious British Cameroons. The moment the man or men saw it, it was shredded. I could not be motivated to write as I had written. My writing spirit was subdued but was not killed as Sally's encouraging spirit in all of us.


How did I know Mrs. E.M. Chilver? I was carrying out research at the London School of Economics and Political Science, (L.S.E.), University of London on the Cameroon topographic survey and it became necessary for me to contact old civil servants who had worked in the British Southern Cameroons.  One of those I met, was Miss Elizabeth O’Kelly, an Education Officer who had worked in S.E. Asia and UK whose short story I published last year on my Blog. She then brought me to the acquaintance of Mrs. E. M. Chilver. She was then living at Maida Vale, N.W. London in a Georgian home with her husband Mr.Richard Clementson Chilver who was a carpenter. Sally's spouse was hard at hearing. He had retired from his profession but was still carpentering for his friends and building splendid timber models of houses. When he died from cancer in 1985 some of his prototypes were taken to Lady Margaret Hall, University of Oxford for exhibition when Sally had a memorial presentation.  


If I phoned Sally to leave messages, I would have to repeat over and over until Mr. Chilver got all syllables of what I was saying and he would leave messages for Sally. I was living then at the Student’s Hall of Residence at the West End and she would always ensure that she returned my calls. In those days there were no personal telephones as the cell phones we take for granted today. Incoming calls were received by the receptionist using a switchboard who then buzzed the only telephone outlet on the floor where students were. The student living next to the telephone booth would answer and then be kind enough to run to one’s cubicle and knock at one's door uttering the word ‘telephone.’ I had not known many a persons in London in the 1980s and the only person who would phone me was the very important Sally. She was then the Director of Bedford College, University of London. Our telephone chats were brief and professional. Prior to this she had worked for the Social Science Research Council of the U.K. Colonial Office.


I remember my first meeting of Sally at the Chilvers' residence was at dusk. Sally introduced me to her husband Richard who recognized me from my voice and apologized to me that he had hearing impairment. I smiled and Sally immediately ushered me to her study. The first thing she showed me was her escritoire. It was Victorian of rococo style. We barely could sit as she was rushing to attend some meeting at her college. She was the first director of a university I ever saw. She was a tall remarkable lady whose knowledge of peoples and things about peoples was incomparable. I addressed her Doctor Chilver and she humbly told me that she had a Master’s degree and not a doctorate degree of philosophy. Whatever, from my perspective from what she lectured, wrote and published, she would have been awarded summa cum laude post doctorate degree I envied. I left and walked back to the closest London Underground station to continue to my hall of residence. Sally was not driving and she was ferried on the London black taxis wherever she wanted to go. I maintained contact. From that humble beginning developed a friendship that lasted for a generation.  It terminated yesterday but will continue spiritually till we will be called forth by God to head to Elysium too to reunite with Sally. Adieu Sally.



Addenda. 


Dear Ian and All,
Langaa has uploaded the tributes to Sally on its website and created room for others to add and reply to the tributes.
Here is the link:

http://www.langaa-rpcig.net/+Sally-Chilver-Tributes+.html
Warm regards
Francis

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On 8 July 2014 13:14, IAN FOWLER <fowler@btinternet.com> wrote:
The following messages of kind words for Sally Chilver were sent by email, posted on Facebook and to the Nso' discussion group Shundzev.
Ian

Sad news indeed! Thank you for letting me know. Although Sally has left us, I will always keep her memories lovingly in my heart. I will pray for her. May she rest in peace!
Fr Hermann Gufler
O my God! Our Icon is gone! You will remember our last lively discussions 2 years ago with Yaya on her 98th birthday! Now she has gone before the long awaited telegram from the Queen this August. May her soul rest in peace. And just last week while in Reading I thought of coming to see her in Oxford. Our Icon is gone and we must start thinking of what to do for and about her. For those around Bamenda I will celebrate a special Mass in Bamenda Cathedral tomorrow morning Friday 4July at 6am relayed by Radio Evangelium at 7.30am. However, I will still organize another Mass later for all men and women of the academia. We would like to make a proper country fashion and cry-die. I know you often come to Babungo every dry season. We could do some real cry-die then!
Yaya Chilver, Go well into Abraham's bosom! Requiescat In Pace.
Literary and adopted son
Fr Tatah Mbuy
May the Almighty God grant her a perfect rest. Through her top rated scholarly works, Sally lives on. She is down in history and cannot be forgotten.
Professor Joyce Endeley
This is very sad, and at the same time, at last, Sally is freed from her ailments Sally has written a trace on an innumerable number of persons. Those traces are still alive and enduring with each and every one of us. If you add up all those traces together, they come to something or somebody that is an enduring and living Sally. In a sense, she is still around, so to speak delocalized.
Avec toute mon amitié,
Professor Jean-Pierre Warnier

it is indeed very sad news to learn that Sally passed away. I still remember her kindness every time I visited her during my years in Oxford. May she rest in peace after such a fruitful life.
Fr Ludovic Lado SJ
Just found your message. Very, very sad. She had such a long and productive life. Still, so sad that she is not with us anymore. 
Such an impressive lady - apart from all the inspiration she gave me, I loved her humour and her sweet irony.
You have been a great support for her, so my special condolences to you - and also to Shirley.
Professor Peter Geschiere
I know your ears and email box must be full of condolences following Sally's departure to eternity. I was hoping she would reach 100 and receive the Queen's decoration. But that was not to be. I had said before leaving Oxford last February that I would like to come for her centenary if one was to be organized, but we concluded she would not even be aware of what was happening. Although Bongy and Francis will be there at the funeral to represent the family, I still would want to come if (at all) that was to take place not so immediately. But keep me informed of the arrangements that are being made. I am happy that I was able to see her with you for the last time early this year before her death. Thank you again and ashia.
Professor Verkijika Fanso
What a great loss. She and Phyllis inspired me to go into anthropology. She will remain monumental to Grassfields ethnography. A key figure in the Grassfields Study Group, we hope her legacy will be carried on by both old and young scholars. May the God Lord reward her abundantly. RIP.
Professor Paul Nchoji Nkwi
Thanks for sharing this news.
I am saddened to see Sally go, but relieved she is finally going to get the rest she so deserves after a life of total devotion to service from which Cameroonian research as benefitted tremendously. She shall sorely be missed, but her inspiration remains with us, and we shall forge on with her good work and in her spirit and footsteps.
May her soul rest in perfect peace.
Professor Francis B. Nyamnjoh
What a great woman, and what a sad loss. Sally was my External DPhil examiner, friend and mentor for many years.
Professor Fiona Bowie
My diary had a reminder to send a card for 3 August to mark the great day. I don't know how aware Sally was recently, but she had been thinking it was time to go when I saw her last. A great lady. Please let me know about any later memorial meeting. Hope all is well with you,
Professor Richard Fardon
Thank you. Read what I have posted on my blog extempore. I could not wait for what the London Times or the periodicals over in England would say. I have to write this as my way of starting my healing. I cannot believe this. 
Stay well Ian.
Dr Viban Ngo
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Sadly though, the inevitable moment finally came. Sally is gone, but she lives on. All the good memories of her pioneering and sustained lifelong work on Cameroon studies cannot be forgotten. She was inspirational. May she rest in peace.
Dr Michael Ndobegang
A real blackout that has come on Grassfields scholars!
At last, Sally is out of stage but will no doubt remain in the team. So, that excellent tutoring is no more. May God guide her through. She was a woman of no ordinary stuff and so tireless.
John Njakoi Bah
Thanks a lot for keeping me informed.  We all regret the loss of a great woman like sally. She has impacted in all of our lives and we thank God for her and her time on planet earth.
May her soul rest in perfect peace.
Dr Niger-Thomas Margaret Agbaw
I am saddened by Sally ' s passing away. Upon my arrival in the UK she and Ian welcomed me in her Oxford home and took me to a Lebanese restaurant. I returned later to visit her with Michaela Pelican She facilities a grant of £250 for me through her contacts. I will forever be grateful for her good heart. She was outstanding and always standing out ... RIP
Sarli Sardou Nana
I remember Sally fondly from my time at Oxford University. I called her the encyclopaedic mind, as there seemed to have a profoundly scholarly view about almost everything. She had an infectious sense of humour and a warm welcoming personality. Whenever I needed a high dose of comprehensive intellectual stimulation from a truly towering master of "tori", then Sally was always my girl! She will be sorely missed, and as the old African saying suggests, her passing represents the "incineration of an irreplaceable library! " RIP
Emanuel Ngwengi
RIP Mama. I am a beneficiary of your KINDNESS. And I am forever grateful. Thank you, Mama!
Paschal Chem
Very sad news. A great friend of Cameroon and Cameroonists.
Mukefor Dennis Besong Tambe
I am deeply saddened by this loss and was hoping she would hang in there to see her 100th in a few days. She touched hundreds of thousands in a variety of ways words alone can't explain. The Cameroonian community has lost a jewel in her. She was one in a million. Amen. She will live in our hearts forever and we pray she rests in the Lord.
Amen. 
Bongyong Fanso

May our Grandma Chilver's soul rest in perfect peace.
Bari Fanso
Thank you for the sad news. At a hundred years, Mrs Chilver deserves rest. May her soul rest in peace.
All the best
Dr Mathias Alubafi Fubah
Very many thanks indeed for informing me.  I am so sorry.  I expect Shirley is devastated.  I guess you are too so please accept my condolences.  Just a month short of 100 but then what’s the importance of numbers.  Please let me know of any arrangements or if there is anything I can do.
David Price
Sad sad news. Please let me know if there is anything I can do to help
Professor David Zeitlyn

RIP Mama for tori..
Aung Sang Parks

Thank you for letting us know. You have been a wonderful friend and support for Sally.
Professor Ben Page

From Shundzev:
I write to report that Elizabeth (Sally) M. Chilver of Oxford in the UK died early this morning, according to report by Dr Ian Fowler who was helping her to this day. Many of us in Shundzev may not know who Sally was in life, but I am sure those who have carried out research in any aspect of our Bamenda Grassfields peoples would have read one or more of her works on the region.
She and her friend Phyllis Kaberry (Yaa woo Kov) who died in 1977 researched in many parts of the present-day North West region, especially in Nso, Bali Nyonga and Kom and published among others the famous Traditional Bamenda in 1968. Their last visit to Nso was in 1963.
I had known both ladies when I was a lad in primary school but began to work closely with Sally when she accepted to direct my PhD studies in 1978 and became my mentor from that time onward.
She, the late Professor Chem-Langhee and I made several publications on Nso and she and I published "Nso and the Germans" in 1996 that appeared in the book Nso and its Neighbours that the three of us and Yaa Nso' (Mitzi Goheen) edited in the same year.
Sally was just a few weeks from turning 100 years next month, August 2014.
May the soul of Sally Chilver and those of all the departed rest in perfect peace.
Professor Verkijika Fanso

Thank you very much for bringing to the limelight the death of Dr E. Chilver. This is a lady who will remain forever in the Nso historiography by dint of her research and publication on many aspects of Nso. Although she was not awarded a traditional title (hope my memory is not failing me) in Nso like her peers; her research on Nso history and culture deserves recognition at the highest level in Nso. May the good lord prepare a nice place for this "tenacious plant" of  Nso.
Adieu Dr Chilver
Dr Hilary Lukong
Thank you very much for sharing with us in this forum the sad news of the passage into eternity of Madam Chilver. She as a human person (a living being) is gone, but she will continue to live (lifelessly) forever through the historical writings she leaves behind. May her soul rest in perfect peace.
Ngwaang Dschang

Indeed we owe a great debt to Sally Chilver and Phyllis Kaberry. May she rest in peace.
Professor Jude Kehla Wirnkar
We are far away from the sacred places of our people and the bones of our ancestors. From the memories Mrs Chilver left in Nso History, we all have every reason to mourn her. May her Soul Rest in Peace
Clement Yuyun

What sad new about Sally Chilver. May her soul rest in peace.
Shey Ngitir

Thanks for reporting to us on the passing of a pioneer of scholarly research about us.  We are proud  that you are following in her footsteps and preparing generations of scholars to continue to investigate our history and our culture.
I trust that you will, with time, provide us with more on the impact of her scholarship. We will look forward  to reading from you in due time. You have lost a mentor and we all have lost a pillar of learning about the Grassfields!
Benn Bongang





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