By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa
Sandwiched between two tumultuous and rollercoaster generations, 70s and 80s, our class, the ‘79 eclectics could not but pick up and valorise the positive traits of these generations; bonding, networking, curiosity, innovation, taste, and solidarity.
When on September 1979, Bishop Rogan College welcomed a not too significant number of young freshmen from diverse backgrounds but with one goal, aspiring to the catholic priesthood, Buea, the one-way-in and one-way-out town ‘splashing with rust’ then, and particularly the village of Small Soppo, Bolikawo host to the college campus for the past 60 years had not broken with the past in terms of weather; cold, chilly, drizzling, foggy, and rainy.

On day one, we did appreciate the well-manicured velvety greenish carpet-like tea plantation that formed an arc around the campus. At the entrance, by the main road, leading to the college grounds proper, the century old cathedral and its imposing columns and towers of stone, on the left, and the grand Father’s House of pure German masonry, on the right, were apparently a foretaste of the challenges we would face in this citadel of knowledge and excellence.
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