On 11th February 2019, I was at a bar somewhere in Yaounde, using my phone to watch the Presidential Speech. In the bar, there was allot of noise coming from one end, and from their articulate English pronunciations, you could tell these were anglophones possibly internally displaced. Despite their noise, i still managed to go through the speech. And after that, i sat at my corner, digesting the "somewhat disappointing speech". Then something came up, one of the guys got so drunk, that he unzipped his trouser, pulled out his prick and was peeing by the pillar inside the bar. The whole bar was in shock. I immediately left. That experience was more traumatizing to me than the presidents un-hopeful speech, and i wonder if i can ever forget. On my way back i couldn't help but think, If these are the Youths of Cameroon, then is my fight for the past 6 years as a youth activist worth it. Then i started having flashbacks of the wonderful things that were finally beginning to...
CCI Admin and Social Activist