|Janine, Remi Sulola, Jessica Amadi and Chibuogwu Nndiegbulam|
By Chibuogwu Nnadiegbulam
I was the one to prepare breakfast today, so I woke up earlier than usual, took my bath and went into the kitchen. I started by doing the dishes from last night, before going to the supermarket opposite MRS filling station, to buy bread and eggs.
There were no eggs but they had different shapes and sizes of bread. It was my first time at that supermarket but Faith had already told me that I would have to pay 100 CFA for a nylon bag.
I asked for eight loaves of bread, the long one we have been eating all week, and it amounted to 1000 CFA. I gave the cashier 2000 CFA note and she gave me my change.
When I remembered I had not paid for the nylon bag which I would use to carry the bread, I gave the cashier back the 1000 CFA, but she did not have 900 CFA change to give to me. After I explained that I did not have any smaller money, the lady who was already wrapping my loaves of bread with a paper, just left it.
I stood there for like five minutes, thinking these people would "shake body". But they went about their business like I was not even there. And it's not even like I didn't have the money to pay or wasn't willing to pay, and yet someone does not care if I stood there till eternity with the loaves of bread staring at me.
Thank God I still had to buy eggs. But what if I had nothing else to buy?
I left the store to look for where I could buy eggs, and was directed to a shop at the nearby Musango park. After buying the eggs, I finally got coins. Then I returned to the supermarket to bail my loaves of bread.
After breakfast and all, we left for the stadium at 2:30pm, so we could watch the first semi-final between Cameroon and Ghana at 4pm.
In the bus, the Cameroonian journalists were boasting that their Lionesses would defeat the Black Queens while Nigeria would lose to South Africa. One of them went on to joke that he had consulted the god of the mountain to that effect. But we told him we had a God greater than his god.
We stopped by at a Police training school en-route the stadium to pick up a policeman, but still arrived in time for the match.
We all watched the match with keen interest at the media working area. I even had to watch standing. After Cameroon defeated Ghana 1-0 the Cameroonian journalists could not hide their excitement. During the match, one of the volunteers, who was watching the game with us, shouted "Ghana must go". And go they did, to fight for third place.
At half time, I gave my analysis of the match on one of their radio stations. Mr. Nana, their commentator live at the stadium, asked me a few questions regarding the match.
It was during the second half of the game that Nigeria and South Africa arrived the stadium. I filmed their entrance. Both teams sang and clapped, and I wondered who would sing best on the pitch.
When we got into the main bowl of the Limbe Omnisports Stadium, we found out that the big screen was also showing the Cameroon versus Ghana match and there was a sparse crowd watching.
The match between Nigeria and South Africa was so tension-soaked that Busayo went spiritual, while Faith and Tobi would not stop screaming.
A larger portion of the crowd was supporting South Africa, as per underdogs, and hailed their every touch on the ball. Banyana Banyana were truly a thorn in the flesh of the Super Falcons, but in the end Desire Oparanozie's freekick had the final say.
With that, we were done with the Limbe Omnisport Stadium at this tournament.
When we got back home, we were treated to 'Ndole'. A Cameroonian dish, that Tobi has not stopped talking about since he first tasted it. It was prepared by Carine's elder sister, and brought to the house for us.
It was indeed a great way to sign out of Buea. We were leaving for Yaounde by 7am tomorrow.