For all Mothers!


Ode to Mama!

When I posted on my mother as being my first and best model, I got such feedback that got me to fish out this poem I wrote close to a decade ago!

You will think after writing this I learnt my lessons and sat still but hell no – I got into more turbulent waters!

Fortunately, mu mother like I bet all others, almost got drowned saving me because she didn’t know how to swim !

Have a good read all you my gentle followers, and celebrate your mothers in whatever way you can because someday either you or her will be gone!

Who dares have a contrary view should speak up now or…

 

A Gardener’s Tale


Marie the baby               You-can-complain-because-roses-have-thorns

I was born on a certain Thursday the 18th of January 1979 and I was later told that my father who had been hoping to have a Son this time around (since their first child was a girl), just resolved to treat me like one.

I was the kind you will call a ‘jolly’ kid (full of fun, love and life and sure I am still one), who left home in the mornings only to be brought back in the evenings from a hard day of play in the entire neighbourhood in all kinds of homes.

My alias or nickname “Ayo” is kind of an exclamation like ‘Oh my God’. The Douala people use it in their dialect to dramatize or exclaim and several songs had some Ayo word to my childish annoyance.

I had all sorts of friends then and still do; there were big ones and those my age, from richer homes and from poorer homes, school goers and school dropouts, boys and girls, sure just about every and anybody even a madman.

Back at home, I was everywhere and nowhere. Loved and cherished by my family. I often incurred the wrath of my mother, was always getting into some kind of accident and loved fighting in school mostly to protect my kid brother irrespective of whether he was at fault.

I however came to realize that my parents’ relationship was almost kind of “master-servant” and all at home including my siblings, dreaded my father. Whenever he was coming back home, at the sound of his car, the house was rearranged and everybody went behind the house or into his or her rooms.

I couldn’t share my worries with anybody, neither about this nor about any other issues a teenage girl of my nature could possibly be facing.

I carried my inner struggles and outer smiles and jolliness to secondary and high school and eventually to University.

I started sinking deeply, gradually  living parallel lives; promising myself things were sure going to get better, and that maybe all I needed was my own home.

Disaster, what a wrong decision I made to marry for all the reasons but love. And so I paid the price, made that ultimate sacrifice and packed my belongings. There were however the most precious ones I could not take and those were my children. What a mock, pity and shame!

However, after wandering in the desert – maybe for 40 days too, I returned to my mother – as a prodigal daughter. She gave me the chance to start again and my gardening took me from Tanzania and now Belgium.

I have so far been able to pull a lot of the pieces of my life together but yes how I miss my boys whom I fondly call “mes 3 mousquetaires”. They however are my greatest motivation for starting all over and working harder each day.

I am not ashamed to be learning some basics like using a Google Calendar or Google Drive, eating properly on the dining table or simply operating either a dishwasher or a washing machine.

I have learnt a lot since starting out here, got into social networking and yes am faring, woah I am even getting to virtually meet so many inspiring people.

I just wish some younger girls get some inspiration herein and if this post could save even just one or motivate yet another to start again, or hang on, then I will have accomplished something.

So there you go for this weekend in my Garden, feel free and sure welcome to leave a comment or suggestion as you leave…

 

5 Bob Marley Quotes to Live By!


5 Bob Marley Quotes to Live By!.

When I came upon this post on everydaypowerblog.com,  I couldn’t help but reblog it.

I first looked up our legend on google and got to his site. The recap of the great Bob on his site is so illustrative of his influence and greatness that I merely quote from it:

“The Bob Marley biography provides testament to the unparalleled influence of his artistry upon global culture. Since his passing on May 11, 1981, Bob Marley’s legend looms larger than ever, as evidenced by an ever-lengthening list of accomplishments attributable to his music, which identified oppressors and agitated for social change while simultaneously allowing listeners to forget their troubles and dance…”

Even in my Country Cameroon, his anniversaries are always celebrated by many and his legacy indeed lives on…

Sometimes I wonder if he wasn’t even a disguised ‘prophet’ what do you think?

My First and Best Heroine!


My First heroine is surely my best of all times. To find out more, we will have to read to the end. She will most probably be the only woman in these series of mine, to have a a twin picture  profile  which depict her flow both in the office and at home.  Read on, be inspired and leave a comment …

“When you fall, seek from within yourself how you could have prevented it. You will find a clue on how next to jump higher without falling” Bibiana MBUH TAKU

 

My Mother My Model                        Mum and brother                                     

 

Mrs. Mbuh Taku is the founder and Chief Executive Officer of Diversity Management & Consulting ltd which provides business advisory services to Businesses, the public sector and NGOs. She champions the causes of women, especially “grass root women” in the fight against poverty, encourages the insertion of young people into business especially entrepreneurship and is a convinced supporter of networking. She has a passion for women’s capacity building, young people and civil society organizations and is currently one of IFC’s Business Edge certified trainers and Master trainer.

She has worked extensively in the Republic of Cameroon: in the Civil Service as Treasury accountant having served in various positions of responsibility, over 16 years of service in the Crude Oil Exploration and Production in PECTEN CAMEROON company finance department with strong inter- faces with the technical departments, Plan International as Operations Support Manager and Assistant Underwriter for American Life Insurance Cameroon respectively.

Like her mother who was a community leader, Bibiana is a development crusader and is one of the founding members and the National Coordinator of Helen Atabong Asaba’s Foundation that has carried out several development activities including the fight against HIV/AIDS in Lebialem, studies on “Bondage of women” in Wabane Sub-Division, and several other studies and works in Taxation, Law and the Environment. She has attended and facilitated at several training workshops and events and has travelled extensively in Africa, Europe and the U.S.A.

Bibiana is a member of several networks including the; Groupement de Femmes d’Affaires du Cameroon (GFAC).

She holds several university certificates including Diplome d’Ecole Superieure de Commerce (DESC) with a major in Management, Finance and Accountancy, Master in Public Administration with a major in Treasury Management, CIMA’s bachelor in Business Accounting, UNITAR’s certificate in effective public debt management. She is perfectly bilingual in French and English. She loves advocacy, counselling, reading, gardening and travelling. Born in Lebialem Division, Republic of Cameroon, on 19th December 1959, she is the mother of 4 biological children and the natural mother to many children.

Now all the above said, this dynamic and graceful woman happens by Divine Grace to be My Mother – My First Model. I am the second of her children and our love affair is 34 solid years old. It will surely be the subject of several other posts but suffice it to state here that such a woman is an inspiration to many and definitely a role model!

I learnt the meaning of unconditional love from her and same with the meaning of sacrifice. I learnt to be a strong and dynamic woman and above all, I learnt that accomplishment was intrinsically linked to how many others you inspired or helped along the journey…

 

 

 

 

“Equality in the boardroom – Introducing quotas for women in the workplace”


I often wonder how equal women and men would ever become? Maybe this equality depends of the angle from which we approach a given subject?

Today I share with you this update by the European Parliament with regards to achieving equality in the boardroom although it may (jokingly) take a long long time for this to be achieved or implemented. This is however to me a good step in the right direction!

Read on and leave a comment…

Equality in the Boardroom

In an ideal world gender equality in business would be a given, but in reality corporate boards are still dominated by men. To ensure more equal access to the top of the corporate ladder, the European Parliament voted for binding rules requiring that at least 40% of non-executive boards members at EU-listed companies are women. (Read more: Giving women equal opportunities in the business world ) 

Introducing My Garden


Marie's Garden 

We all love roses right?

Do we all love the thorns or the delicate and difficult nature of tending a garden of roses? Maybe, maybe not. One thing I know for sure is that I decided to turn my life into a garden of roses.

Hm, I have got lots of them but all have thorns. They smell so good at the end but most often the stench of the manure that bred them was unbearable even to me!

So I also thought of opening up my garden to the public and already have a few visitors. Some just stroll by to smell and maybe smear, others to pluck off one or two (they are free) and others still to help me in one way or the other in my gardening.

I will equally and in total appreciation of their works, expose the flowers of my guests but this will be strictly on special occasions and some may need to be called Rose, thinking of my Ashley Rose!

I open my garden officially on Friday the 22nd with a single rose (the weather is uncooperative hugh) and I hope you remember to leave a comment and of course be inspired!

Please, do us all a favour by reading this post which is an addendum to my Introduction: http://marieabanga.com/2014/09/07/a-befitting-disclaimer-for-a-sunday/

Is this so hard to understand?
Is this so hard to understand?

My Inspiration for today


Inspiration for 131120

We all are certainly aware of this and yet we go on worrying!

So when I came across this gallery that captivates the fact as well as graphics do, I could not help but share this.

I had decided long ago to minimize my worrying and yes I must admit it is hard to stop worrying at all for we sure do agree we often need a rocking chair to sothe us while we cry thanks to sprains of life.

The lesson for me is, if you sure want to get somewhere, and who wouldn’t? You have to do something about that worrying or,  what do you think …

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