Ten Good People I Met by Chance

I was trying to look back the other day, feeling somewhat dizzy, as I sat  in the  scorching heat that is characteristic of this city of Douala. The breeze was beginning to be generous to me. I was looking back when my mind settled on this rather strange thought. I discovered that most of the people that had put a smile on my face are people I had met by sheer coincidence; then along the way a strong bond had developed. You know that I am not the emotional type that easily is carried away by feelings. I strongly believe in reason. But I firmly believe that even Aristotle appreciated the feeling of friendship. I am about to talk to you about ten people I met by chance; but the chance of meeting them made my life better.

Babe Glory

Akongoh and Babe Glory

Yeah, babe glory, she is not my daughter; I know what might be running through your mind. She was the daughter of a neighbor. A bilingual, little, intelligent, young charming girl of about three. We lived in the same building and she was so keen on the guitar that I used to practise. On weekends and the days she did not have classes at school, she would run and come stairs to play the guitar with me. It was fun and she played it with all her might and enjoyed it even when there was hardly much harmony in the playing.  She would hold the strings and twang them in all directions as if to say one could produce beautiful music by chance. Sometimes babe Glory turned the knobs of the guitar such that the instrument went out of tune. But it was good company having her. 

Actually, what first brought us together was her little drawings. She was fond of drawing little beautiful young girls of her age from her reader (she did not present any boy among her drawings) after which she would  colour them; She believed so much in her little drawings and would have no negative criticism about them. Most of her drawings were very beautiful; but she and I  also agreed that even those drawings that were not of my taste were also amazing drawings!😊 

What I enjoyed most about her was her innocent passions for the things she liked and wanted to do and how it was difficult to forbid her from the things she had a drive for. As obedient, as she was she knew she wanted to twang the guitar, draw little girls and be happy in life, and she did it with innocent passion. She and her parents moved house, but I still enjoy her company, the company of Babe Glory. Whenever I look back, I usually feel I need to be as passionate as she, as innocent as she and as happy as she, yes as happy as Babe Glory!

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