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Adieu Auntie Becks: A Tribute! 

By Peter Esoka

Did I have to remind you of the twists, bends and curves of life? Or is it necessary to tell someone like you, who embraced life with an open disposition, that those twists and bends, no matter how they are mastered, can always surprise us?

Of course not! You were apparently meticulous in the way you focused your path. Despite those noticeable twists and curves, you seemed to have drawn an indelible road map for your life. You were gregarious, ebullient, zealous and sometimes too enthusiastic to the detriment of your personality and the uncertainty of some about the genuineness of who you were. But one thing I know always lifted you Auntie Beck as I fondly called you, was that never fading broadness of your smile and your sometimes generous laughter. Many times you surprised me with your diligence. In fact you were sensual, libertine and ravishing.

You remember the story of this man in the Bible who gathered his harvest in barns. He felt good about himself for all his achievements. He sat with complacent arrogance claiming he would now take his ease, eat, drink and be merry. He had meticulously planned his life. That same night of his apparent contentment his soul was taken away from him.

If we all could, we would want to be like that man who had a well planned and focused life. But as we all know ‘man proposes but God disposes’. The seeming conclusion is that the twists, bends and curves of life are not in our hands. Your journey ends where God has placed the mark, and those who trust in him will embrace that end with hope and an attending spirit of glamour and joy.

Auntie Becks, you may have gone through dangerous trends in your life. You may have felt hollow when slowed down by illness. But as your pastor said the other day, and that brought much happiness to my own battered soul you lived your last days with a realisation of yourself as you allowed yourself to have an unswerving spirit of joy swirl in you. You were different and God watched over you!

Some one asked why we should mourn for a selfless life like yours. You stood for everything no matter what position others took. They may have thought of you as controversial, but you only stood for what you were convinced about. For you did all that you could to be yourself. So, why should we mourn, when like the same author wrote, death only came to you to consecrate your greatness. You see, Auntie Becks, a good number of us live for a moment but only a few of us think of leaving a legacy. It is also obvious that some think about making a difference through the things they do in this life.

You served in many capacities. You were a social guru, a host omnipresent. You shared your abilities with a lot of flare which sometimes touched on your image- for you seemed to have no reserves. You were fireless, in your profession, you paraded nearly all corridors of CRTV Mballa 2, the Broadcasting House at Nlongkak, Buea, Douala, everywhere. You touched the lives of people in different ways in the programmes you produced. Was it Luncheon Date, Morning Safari, Morning Show, Monday Show, Woman to Woman, AIDS Special, Debate, and you transformed CRTV Buea having been the first woman ever to head a CRTV Regional station. You left indelibility and who would say, they were not infected if not affected by your gracious but sometimes stern disposition.

Strange how people like you should quit the scene so unceremoniously! Strange how the old guard is passing away when there is still so much to be done! A profession like ours still needs people with conviction, know-how and the ability to deliver. There must be a strong will to stand up to the whims of society. There must be character and the resolve to be honest, strong and objective. But one also needs a strong foundation to weather the storms, a foundation not built on sand as to be blown away by societal misdemeanours.

Only recently we lost the Anangas, Akwankas, the Achuo Che Mathias, the George Tannis and now, you, Auntie Becks. So what’s becoming of us the old guard? Have we been so fragile as to succumb so easily? What have we left behind for the younger generation to emulate?

In your case, Auntie Becks, you showed mettle in hard work so much so that you almost spread too thin. But that was your conviction. You leave us as a servant and you know what? That is the greatest virtue. Peace.

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