Enjems, my Dearest Friend,
I used to call you and your soft voice will reply — Jules. This voice I will never hear again. Just returning from our staff meeting on August 12th with my bag already packed to leave for Yaounde to see you on the 13th, when the news of your sudden death was announced to me. You will not imagine the wailing in my house. I ran out naked only in my pant and bra only for me to discover later I was in a kaba. My SNOW-WHITE, your passing away has broken my heart. Tears have not stopped streaming down my chicks.
We were envied by many because of the friendship we shared. For more than 30 years your parents, relatives, brothers and sisters have taken me as one of theirs. If I have to say anything to you, it will take a whole book. You were a piece of beauty; loving and you lived a 'soft' and decent life. Your words to me were always, full of hope and encouragement. Death has quickly snatched you away without you reaping the fruits of your labour .Memories of you will stay forever in me.
Enjems, we were three friends - you, Eli Elad and myself. When Eli left for the U.S, we both stayed back. Now you are gone forever. Why have you left me? Our planned visit to Yaya Motutu was long overdue and you envisaged it when you came back from Yaounde.
Where have you left your parents, children, brothers and sisters you so much cherished? I promise to remain close to your family as always. May God's angels receive you and give you perfect sleep.
GOOD NITE MY ENJEMS.
Julie Mbwaye Mofoke (Friend)