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31/05/2026

THE SILENCE OF MAY TAUGHT ME HOW TO SPEAK

I disappeared from the media for a while, and if you know me, you know why. May is that month that never asks permission. As a teacher, May means sleepless nights, red pens, final grades, and pouring the last of yourself into other people’s futures. So I logged off. Not to hide, but to breathe. To build. To listen to my own life without the noise.

And in that quietness, something powerful happened. When you step back, you start to see clearly. You see the patterns. You see the games. You see the truth.

I saw how easy it is to lie without saying a word. Ladies, I have to say this with love: some of you are breaking hearts in high definition. You’ll let a man give you his time, his energy, his hope... while you’re already committed to someone else. You call it “just vibing.” But when he falls, wish he will, that fall is on you. If you’re dating, be dating. If you’re not free, don’t advertise freedom. The most beautiful thing a woman can wear is honesty.

And gentlemen, we’re not innocent either. We let confusion live in our houses. We let a woman cook in our kitchen, wash our clothes, spend her weekends making our life softer... and we never give her the security of a title. We call her “just a friend” to everyone else while enjoying every benefit of a girlfriend. Brother, that isn’t smart. That’s selfish. If she’s doing wifey things, you owe her either commitment or clarity. Indecision is a decision to hurt her.

May stripped all the excuses away for me. It showed me that a lot of our heartbreak isn’t bad luck. It’s bad communication. It’s blurred lines we’re too scared to redraw.

So as we close this heavy, beautiful, exhausting month, I’m coming back with a different energy. I’m still building what I started in the silence, and when it’s ready, you’ll be the first to know. But for now, this is my prayer for all of us heading into June:

Relax. Breathe deeper. Say what you mean. Ask for what you want. Stop entertaining what you don’t want. Let people go who need to go. Hold the ones who deserve to stay.

Life is too short for half relationships and half truths. Let’s make the next month softer, clearer, and real.

Evangelist Emmanuel Fondze
One love💕

24/05/2026

Breast vs. Nyash: How I Bombed Church Secretary Interview in 30 Seconds Flat 😭😂

Hello everyone, this is my life now — JOBLESS with receipts! 📝💀

Y’all, I went for a Secretary interview at a church today and let’s just say… the Holy Spirit left the chat early. The pastor was testing my faith, but I think I tested his blood pressure instead.

Who knew “breast as a pillow” wasn’t in the church employee handbook? Now I’m out here asking the saints: was I wrong, or was the question just setting me up for failure? 😂

Anyway, here’s the full tea. Judge me in the comments 👇

Interviewer [ Pastor, clearing throat]: Good Morning Mr. Evangelist Emmanuel Fondze.

Me [straightening my tie, sweating already]: Good Morning M.O.G! Man Of God!

Interviewer [peers over glasses]: How are you doing today?

Me: I am Good, thank you Sir. The Lord has been faithful... to bring me to this job interview.

Interviewer [leans forward]: Mr. Emmanuel. Are you sure you really need this job?

Me [nodding like my life depends on it, because it does]: Yes sir, I really do. My landlord is also a man of God and he said “render to Caesar” by the 30th.

Interviewer [suddenly squints, spiritual warfare mode activated]: Hmm. Let me ask you a tactic question to test your faith.

Me [in my head: Lord, not today]: Amen, sir.

Interviewer: What is it that attracts you to a lady?

Me [brain: Wait, is this for filing church bulletins or...?] …The Breast, Sir. 😂😂😂

Interviewer [Bible almost slips from his hand]: What?!

Me [committed now]: The breast Sir! Not the nyash, because nyash is against my faith. But the breast can be used as a pillow… and your thing can pass through it. 😂😂😂

Interviewer [standing up]: Your WHAT?!

Me [panic.exe has stopped working]: I… I don’t know Sir. The Holy Spirit didn’t finish the sentence.

Interviewer [pointing to door]: Please Mr. Emmanuel, leave my office. You failed a simple question. I thought you would have said “my body is the temple of the Holy Ghost!”

Me [desperate, hands up]: It is sir! Sir please allow me to explain. And if you have any church sister available, I can demonstrate the temple and pillow theology, sir. For educational purposes.

Interviewer [grabs anointing oil like it’s holy pepper spray]: USE THE DOOR! Get out of my church! You are a bad seed!

Me [walking out, still jobless]: But Sir, what about my CV?!

Interviewer [shouting after me]: The devil is a liar! And so is your CV!

My brothers and sisters in the Lord, what did I do wrong? 😑

Was it the “pillow” part or the “demonstration” part? Be honest, should I apply to the mosque next? Let’s go! 😭😂

20/05/2026

54 Years, One Heartbeat: How 20th May Forged a Nation From Two Legacies

"National Unity: Backbone of Our Defence System, Bedrock of Cameroon's Development"

This 20th May, Cameroon doesn’t just mark another holiday. We celebrate 54 years of choosing each other.

Before We Were One

The story starts in pieces. French Cameroun gained independence on 1st January 1960, stepping onto the world stage with a new flag and an army inherited from the colonial administration. To the west, British Southern Cameroons achieved independence on 1st October 1961 by joining the Republic of Cameroun — bringing with it a distinct legal and educational heritage, and a police force shaped by British tradition.

Two dates. Two systems. Two ways of marching.

Why 20th May?

After the historic Foumban Conference of July 1961, and the plebiscite of 11th February 1961, the two Cameroons became the Federal Republic of Cameroon. But true unity needed a date that belonged to no one, yet belonged to everyone.

So on 20th May 1972, Cameroonians voted in a referendum to move from a federal to a unitary state. That day became National Day — not 1st January, not 1st October, but a neutral ground where both histories could shake hands. A date that said: Our future is bigger than our past.

From Separate Shields to One Defence

Unity did more than change maps. It changed how we protect ourselves.

Before 1972, French-speaking Cameroon leaned on its Army, while English-speaking Cameroon operated with a Police Force. Each did what they knew. But a united Cameroon needed united strength.

After 20th May, we built a single defence architecture: One Army. One Police. One Gendarmerie. And later, the elite Rapid Intervention Battalion — the BIR — was born to defend every inch of soil, from Bakassi to Kousseri, from Limbe to Garoua.

What was once “yours” and “mine” became “ours.” The uniform changed, but the mission didn’t: protect every Cameroonian child, whether they say bonjour or good morning first.

Unity: Our Greatest Weapon

This year’s theme — “National Unity: Backbone of Our Defence System, Bedrock of Cameroon's Development” — isn’t a slogan. It’s a fact we live daily.

• Backbone of Defence: Because BIR troops from Buea train beside comrades from Bertoua. Because Gendarmes in Bamenda and Bafoussam swear the same oath. When we are one, no border is too long to guard, no threat too big to face.

• Bedrock of Development: Because the road linking Kumba to Dschang matters as much as the bridge from Yaoundé to Douala. Because a coder in Buea’s Silicon Mountain and a cotton farmer in the North are laying the same foundation — Cameroon.

54 Years Later, The Message Is Clear

We are the generation that inherited a choice made in 1972. Our grandparents chose unity over division, compromise over conflict. Today, our schools teach in English and French. Our athletes sing the anthem in both tongues. Our soldiers salute one flag.

So this 20th May, as the march-past drums roll and the green-red-yellow flies high, remember:

We were not born united. We chose to become united. And that choice is why Cameroon stands.

Happy 54th National Day, Cameroon. One People. One Nation. One Destiny.

Fonyuy Emmanuel Fondze/ Teacher/ Author/ Business man/ Designer/ Mc/ Public figure/ A Cameroonian Citizen

15/05/2026

We Throw Parties for Birthdays, Not for Breakdowns: The Lonely Side of Survival in Cameroon

In Cameroon, we know how to celebrate.

We’ll empty our pockets for a birthday bash. We’ll hire a brass band for a funeral. We’ll wear matching fabric and shut down neighborhoods when someone graduates, gets promoted, or finally “blows.” Success has a sound here — bottles popping, DJs shouting names, Facebook flooded with “congrats boss.”

But silence? That’s what struggle gets.

No one claps for the 3 years you spent hustling your small business with zero profit. No one brings cake when you’re on your third hospital visit and the bills are swallowing you. No one posts your picture when you’re depressed, confused, and fighting to keep your dreams from dying at 2am.

We celebrate the fruit. We ignore the root.

That’s the sad reality I was born into. From Douala to Bamenda, from Yaoundé to Buea, we’ve mastered the art of showing up after the battle is won. We don’t gather for the fight — only for the victory parade.

So people learn to suffer quietly.

• The young tailor who hasn’t had a customer in 2 weeks? He smiles at the birthday party, but his rent is due.
• The girl pushing her startup business with no capital? She’ll cheer at your wedding, but she’s skipping meals.
• The uncle battling diabetes in silence? We’ll cry at his funeral, but we never visited his sick bed.

No one celebrates the struggle. So the struggle becomes a secret.

And secrets, when they grow heavy, become graves. That’s why some of our brothers and sisters choose to die with their pain — because they learned early: vulnerability doesn’t get a guest list.

But what if we changed it?

What if we normalized saying “I’m proud of you for not giving up” before the money comes?

What if we showed up with a plate of food, not just a gift at the graduation?

What if we clapped for the man who failed 4 times but is trying again?

What if “How far with that project?” replaced “When are you blowing?”

Because real community isn’t on your best day. It’s a hand on your shoulder on your worst one.

In this Cameroon we’re building, let’s make struggle something we witness, not something we hide. The next big success we celebrate might just depend on who we chose to stand beside when there was nothing to celebrate yet.

Let’s start clapping for the fight, not just the win.

12/05/2026

NOLLYWOOD LOSES A LEGEND: ALEX EKUBO IS DEAD AT 40.

Nollywood has lost one of its finest. Popular Nigerian actor Alex Ekubo has passed away after a battle with kidney cancer. His death was confirmed by TVC News. He was 40 years old.

The actor was rushed to hospital on Monday and passed away on Tuesday afternoon after hours on life support.

His exit did not come without warning signs. Ekubo had been off social media since December 30, 2024, sparking widespread concern among fans and colleagues. Many did not know he was quietly fighting for his life.

Family, friends, and fans are deeply devastated by the heartbreaking loss. His passing has left a void in Nollywood, where he was celebrated for remarkable performances across several blockbuster films.

May his soul rest in perfect peace. 🕊️

07/05/2026

HEADING TO DR. PAUL & DR. (MRS) BECKY ENENCHE’S CRUSADE TODAY? YOUR PURITY MANUAL AWAITS YOU!

ATTENTION TO ALL SAINTS HEADED TO THE DOUALA FIRE CRUSADE!

Dr. Paul Enenche & Dr. (Mrs) Becky Enenche are coming to set Douala Omnisports Stadium ablaze with the Word and Power of God!

But before you enter the stadium… PAUSE AND EQUIP YOURSELF! 🔥

Right at the entrance, grab your copy of WALKING IN PURITY: How To Maintain Purity In This Generation – the survival guide this generation didn’t know it desperately needed.

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Purity is possible in this generation. This book shows you HOW.

See you at the gate. Come hungry for God, leave armed for purity.

04/05/2026

This Is How I Laugh At Those Who Try To Bring Me Down

Not the laugh of arrogance — the laugh of a man who knows his worth. You throw stones, I build empires. You speak doubt, I deliver results. You bet on my fall, I double down on my rise.

Emmanuel Fondze is a force to be reckoned with. Forged in pressure, fueled by every “you can’t,” and focused on a vision too big to be shaken.

To my enemies: Thank you. Your resistance tested me. Your opposition trained me. Every attempt to break me only revealed that I am unbreakable.

So keep watching. The louder you get, the higher I climb.

01/05/2026

New Month, New Momentum: Happy New Month of May & Happy Labour Day to the Hands That Build the World.

May is here — fresh, bold, and full of promise. As we flip the calendar and step into this brand-new chapter, let’s pause for a second to breathe it in: new goals, new grace, new grind.

Today isn’t just the 1st of May. It’s Labour Day — a global standing ovation for you. For the early risers and night shifters. For the dreamers who clock in, the builders who break a sweat, the creators who burn midnight oil, and the caregivers who never really clock out.

To the teachers shaping minds, the nurses holding hands, the drivers connecting cities, the coders debugging at 2am, the farmers feeding nations, the artists feeding souls, the entrepreneurs betting on themselves, and every single person putting in honest work — this day is yours.

Labour Day reminds us that progress isn’t magic. It’s people. It’s your resilience on Mondays, your grit on Wednesdays, and your quiet determination when no one’s watching. The world moves because you do.

So as May begins, here’s my wish for you:

1 Rest that actually feels like rest

You’ve earned more than a day off. You’ve earned peace. Sleep in. Laugh loud. Dance in your kitchen. Let your phone die for a few hours. Recharge without guilt.

2 Momentum that doesn’t quit

May this new month bring fresh opportunities to your doorstep — promotions you’ve prayed for, ideas that finally click, doors that swing open because your work spoke first.

3 Dignity in every hustle

No job done with integrity is small. Whether you wear a suit, scrubs, steel-toe boots, or slippers at your home desk, your contribution matters. Deeply.

4 Community that sees you

May you be surrounded by people who notice the extra hours, who say “thank you,” who share the load, and who remind you that you’re not just a worker — you’re a human, worthy of joy.

5 Courage to dream bigger

Labour Day was born from people who dared to ask for better: better hours, better pay, better conditions. Keep that spirit. Ask for the raise. Start the side project. Take the course. The same courage that built weekends can build your next level.

To everyone in Douala, across Cameroon, and around the world: Happy New Month! Happy Labour Day!

May your May be kind. May your work be seen. May your breaks be sweet. And may the next 31 days surprise you with exactly what you’ve been working toward.

Put your feet up today. You’ve carried a lot to get here. Tomorrow, we go again — stronger, prouder, together.

Cheers to you. Cheers to us. Cheers to the work, and the worth behind it. 💪🏾

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