Bawak: Life and Times Issue by Spears Media Press

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Resource Persons: Mr. Conrad Ashu Enyong Dr. Heidi Iyok Mrs. Mabel Yuyun Miss Anna Cangelosi Dr. Jude Fokwang Dr. Lilian Ndangam Fokwang

EDITORIAL Helen Bawak Wamey: Channeling Our Collective Grief

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e did not see this coming. Yes, we could never have imagined that we would be bidding farewell to our loving daughter, compassionate niece, caring cousin, loyal friend, dedicated church servant, honor student, gifted dancer, talented cheerleader and more at the youthful age of 17. Our grief has stretched and humbled us at the same time. We scrambled for words to give hope to mom, Belinda, but our words continue to sound hollow even in our own ears. Yet, over the past three weeks we have marveled at the impact Bawak a.k.a Helen had on the community during her short time on earth. From her little acts of kindness for those on the margins in or out of school, some among us had been aware of her extraordinary zeal to change her community. Fortunately, she did not leave us in doubt as to her intentions or wishes. She stated in an interview: “If I could change one thing in our society, I would make everyone just get along with one another, be a little kinder, and have a little empathy…” Now that we are witnesses to her wish and dream, may we pledge to channel our collective grief towards the continuation of Helen’s legacy for a kinder and more empathetic world. Our hope is that this tribute magazine will live on as an outlet for celebrating and promoting Helen’s ideas and a rallying point for her diverse community of friends. Sincerely yours,

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Dr. Joyce Ashuntantang Interim Editor, Bawak Magazine

Contents Give me the Strength to be Okay Belinda Enyong

In her own Words Helen B. Wamey

The Poetry of Pain Ashu Enyong

In Memoriam: Helen Wamey From Marist School Community

Memories Unfiltered

From Helen’s World of Dance

Bawak’s World of Cousins & Beyond

Bawak Earns Posthumous Honors As Honorary Member Of Exssa USA

All We Have Left are Memories She Was Just Another Teenager

Life is not a Matter of Milestones Obituary

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GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO BE OKAY W

hile I was pregnant one of my pastimes was to sit at the balcony watching the cherry blossom trees bloom. During those moments I would touch my stomach and speak aloud, “I don’t know who you are yet, what you are going to look like, what sex you are going to be, who you are going to look like, but one thing I am certain of is that you will be mine and that you will be very much loved.” I was so excited to finally meet you on January 12th, 2004, at 8:03 a.m. The delivery room was filled with laughter, and at the beginning of my c-section I mentioned to the OBGYN that I felt like we were at a cookout having some BBQ. Then came the hour of truth when my heart was overwhelmingly overjoyed after it was announced, “it’s a girl,” and you were placed on my chest. I took one look at you and noticed how beautiful you were, and announced, “she has my luscious lips!” That was the beginning of our love story that ended abruptly on September 29th, 2021! Where do I begin, where do I end? I sit here and memories flood me and I have replayed the movie of your life—our lives—a million times. As a single parent and you being my only child, our days were intertwined intimately. You were an easy baby. By two months old you slept through the night. Your Uncle Ashu was on hand to give me all the special help I needed during those early months. I still remember your favorite pink blankie and all your Barney toys and videos. Tears envelop me as I sing the Barney theme song, “I Love you, you love me; we are a happy family…” I knew we were not a conventional family, but I was going to do everything for you to grow up happy and well-adjusted to reach your full potential. I did not leave your Cameroon ancestry out. I sang my childhood songs to you from “Awumbele” to “Hunter Man Hunter Man Don’t Touch My Bone.” What shop did I not use to dress you up? It seemed as if I was a shareholder of Gymboree. When you were just three months old, your aunty Imelda gifted you sun glasses and you were the confirmed celebrity in my life.

Your first word “ma-ma” rings in my ear! That was your signal for food. Bawak, what do I tell? What do I leave out? By the time you went to kindergarten you were already reading and doing simple addition and subtraction. The “Hooked on Phonics” lessons and all the other online resources I bought paid off. From the age of one, all your toys were educational. I was very intentional about that. I was also intentional about feeding you with nutritious food from my ethnic background. No mac and cheese or fries. You were my only child but I did not spoil you. I made sure you had firm boundaries and were values-driven with a sense of responsibility for your actions. I remember the day you told me, “Mommy, I am crying and you are not saying anything.” You were about four years old. You learned quickly that tears were not enough to get you off the hook. You could be feisty, even sassy, but extremely hardworking. I can’t deny you that. You breezed through elementary to senior year and overcame the typical challenges of a young black girl in a predominantly white environment. You craved perfection and so you excelled: class ambassador from kindergarten to your senior year, spelling bee champion, oratorical competition winner, dance queen, alter girl, honor student, etc. Your go-to mantra was, “failing to prepare is preparing to fail.” Some tell me your death is God’s will? How can I accept that? You had plans. You made plans: U When I get to college I want to have just one roommate. U I want to attend an HBCU even if I get an Ivy league college admission. U Mommy, when I become a doctor, an oncologist, you will stop working. You need to rest. U Mommy, you have to teach me how to cook eru and ekwang because when I get married and have children they have to eat that.

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Oh Bawak! So I will not see you be or do all these things? Bawazee! Bawuzi! Mama! My baby! You have turned your “strong” mother into a weak woman. You went so fast. It did not occur to me that this was the end. I was prepared for a challenging time. I was ready to nurture you for weeks ,even months, but knowing you would get well. I counted on our advanced healthcare system. Then it happened. Your sudden demise has made me vulnerable and broken me in pieces. Yet, I can hear you saying, “Mommy, it’s ok.” the way you did that Tuesday, September 28, a day before you left for good. As usual, I watched you drive off to school and you noticed I was still at the door as you drove off. You read my mind, so you backed up the car and told me, “Mommy, go in and go back to work; I will be ok.” You knew my fear. Your last words to me in the hospital were, “Ok Mommy; ok Mommy,” as I spoke words of hope and affirmations of healing. My new angel, please give me the strength to be ok, so I can tell the world about you, so I can help mother other girls who may need someone like me. What else to say? I love you. I will miss you a lot! Mommy

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IN HER OWN WORDS Helen was only 17 when she died, but she had figured out her place in the world. She was already making an impact in her community and was ready for more as she prepped for college! Here are brief excerpts from her class assignments, college application essays and public interviews.

I AM WHAT I AM I am what I am The daughter of two Cameroonian immigrants. A first generation American. Hardworking to make not only my parents, but my family in Cameroon proud. I am what I am The only daughter and child of my single mother, who has taught me strength and independence even in times of struggle. I am what I am A girl with a love for an art form that began at four years old. Dance has taught me to express myself nonverbally, through movement. Dance has given me a second family, who I’ve known almost my whole life and who shares the same love with me.

I am what I am Eager to provide others with the comfort of joy and laughter, often putting others joy and laughter before mine. I am what I am Different and insecure. I do not look like most of my peers nor relate to the things they do. I am what I am Different. Special. Learning to be proud of my differences. Helen Wamey

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THE POETRY OF PAIN: Uncle Ashu Writes!

If I could change one thing in our society, I would make everyone just get along with one another, be a little kinder, and have a little empathy,”

From the moment I burst through the doors As you came into the World I knew one thing was real: That my heart you unfurled A bond so deep I gave you my all From the feeds and the naps The crawling, walking and the terrible twos, Then came Fariel, I thought I would fly With him and big sister, my joy was sublime In no time you became a young teen With limited make-up and all SMILES Then the dancing As I watched you blaze trails My heart sat outside my chest You danced through the sweat and hurt You gave your heart And hustled through every situation Not because challenge called you But because YOU called it There was nothing but pride and loud cheers We were blessed Alive you made me feel The hopes and dreams The plans we had made All snatched from this world where our story first played And now I know not what to do with this pain I am not ready to let go I want you to know that So we can both savor every moment we had The good and the bad We both know, no matter what I do next You will always be on my mind Rest well Bawak Till we meet again Love you always, Uncle Ashu

“Bawak, be grateful, because kids in Africa do not have enough to eat” was the response I got when I was being picky about what I wanted to eat. “I am bored” was never to exit out of my mouth because it meant more chores around the house. I had to iron my clothes and hang them up every Sunday afternoon in preparation for the week, and when I complained it was hard work, my mom would say, “no one has ever died from hard work.”

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IN MEMORIAM: HELEN WAMEY FROM MARIST SCHOOL COMMUNITY H

elen Wamey ’22, beloved Marist School student, left this life on September 29, 2021, and entered into the life hereafter following a brief illness. Helen was a joyful, delightful young woman, and her intelligence, empathy, and talent greatly enriched the Marist community. She was a dedicated student who loved biology and volunteered with the American Red Cross. Helen’s interest in medicine began at an early age when her aunt was diagnosed with cancer, and she wanted to become a doctor and work to heal others. As a volunteer for the American Red Cross, she served as a Blood Donor Ambassador, helping check in people, offering support for blood donors, and training new volunteers. For Helen, dance was one of her most significant and meaningful activities outside of the classroom. She began dancing at the age of four and performed and competed year-round with FootNotes Dance and Acrobatics Studio in Roswell, Georgia. Her love for dance also found expression as a cheerleader at Marist. Helen joined the cheerleading squad in 9th grade during

her first year at Marist School and was a varsity cheerleader at the time of her passing. She enjoyed watching football games just as much as supporting the team and encouraging the crowd. Helen also was involved in Girls Support Girls, a club which empowers female students to be their best selves, and Mosaic, a student-led group committed to learning about, valuing, and celebrating each other’s cultures and unique abilities. Of Cameroonian descent, she was a founding member of Marist’s Black Student Alliance where she was helping to build a sense of community and belonging for Black students at Marist. She also actively participated in student-led retreats offered by Campus Ministry. Marist School Principal Mr. Kevin Mullally said, “We are heartbroken over the passing of Helen, an extraordinary person and cherished member of our school community. We are grateful for the blessing of her life and will remember and honor her as we support one another in this time of sorrow.” Marist will hold a prayer service in celebration of Helen’s life

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for students, faculty, and staff on Wednesday, October 6. Please join the Marist School community as we offer the following prayer for the repose of Helen’s soul, for her mother Belinda, and for her family and friends: Even in our sorrow, Lord, we lift up our gratitude to you for the gift of Helen’s life. We thank you for the light she was in our community, and to all others who were touched by her life. We pray that her presence remains in our hearts, until the day when we are united in the joy of Heaven. Lord, God of compassion and love, we commend our sister Helen to you. We pray that you take her hand and lead her to her home in heaven. For those of us who remain tossed around by the storm of grief and loss, we ask that you hear our cry, heed our call, and hold our hands, lest we fall. Fill our hearts with your love and care, through Jesus Christ, our brother. Amen. Mary, Seat of Wisdom, pray for us. Li

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The Cheerleader

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“I Miss Helen Dearly”

Ashley Hope DeGracia, Varsity Football Cheerleading Head Coach

I was lucky enough to watch Helen grow as a cheerleader from her 9th grade into senior year. All of us cheer coaches noticed her and wanted her on Varsity immediately, but we knew we would have to be patient. She was worth the wait and added an indescribable kind of talent, mindset, honesty, love, and hilarity to our squad. At one practice, Helen and I discovered we were both fans of a television show called All American. We so badly wanted to exchange thoughts and discuss characters, but Helen was careful to delve into too much detail as she didn’t want to spoil anything for me since I was a bit behind. And that was Helen. She wanted to give everyone the chance to have an equal experience, and she wanted to connect with people. She thought of other people and their feelings before her own. She was so loved. She is so loved. Occasionally, my 2 y/o daughter and 5 month old twins, would come to practice. My 2 y/o was enamored by Helen. Helen would carry her around the track, and Jane would beam with pride. As was Helen’s way, she would also make sure the twins would get attention even though they were just in their car seats and stroller. She wanted all to feel included, and she was successful in this. I miss Helen dearly and am grateful she gave me these memories to hold dear to my heart.

“SHE NEVER WANTED ANYONE TO FEEL FORGOTTEN OR LESS THAN”. By Dr. Kathryn Hamrlik Teacher and Department Chair of Theology at Marist School

had Helen in my theology class during her junior year, and she was a terrific student. But long before she was a student in my classroom, I knew Helen as a dancer, since she and my daughter Caroline are both part of the Vibe Performance Company at Footnotes Dance Studio in Roswell. I also drove Helen to and from school and dance every day during her freshman and sophomore years at Marist. Her loss has so many of us feeling heartbroken, but I am honored to share with you the Helen I knew and loved. Helen had so many gifts, but I want to talk about four of them in particular. Her first gift was her ability to sleep. That girl could sleep anywhere and at any time. When she would arrive at my house each morning, she’d go straight to the couch and catch a few minutes of sleep before we needed to leave for school. Sometimes my dog would jump on top of her or lick her face. She’d push him aside, groan “Go away, George,” pull a blanket over her head, and get right back to sleep. After school, when we’d have

some time before I needed to drive her to dance, she’d go straight to our guest room and nap there. We started calling it Helen’s room. It was not uncommon to see her sleeping in the Ivy Street lobby, in my car or her car, or anywhere else she could. It was truly a special talent. Her second gift was her way of always advocating for and including others. In my Peace and Justice class, she was one of the most talkative students. She cared deeply about social justice issues and was never afraid to express her opinions and challenge those around her. She often extended this fire outside of class as well, always eager to debate with anyone and never tolerating any sort of mistreatment. It all stemmed from her caring, compassionate heart. She never wanted anyone to feel forgotten or less than. One of her dance teammates shared that when younger dancers were new to the team, Helen “made them feel so welcomed and so included… She makes me feel like I belong.” Her friend Kaycee describes Helen as “so passionate about promoting the well being of others and bettering her community as a whole.” Helen never hesitated to stand up for others, including me. One time when we were all in the car, my daughter was giving me a bit of sass - nothing terrible, but an attitude that most middle school girls give their mothers. After a while, Helen said to her bluntly, “OK, you’re not going to like me for saying this, but I don’t care. You’ve got to be nicer to your mom. I used to do the same thing you’re doing. But one day you’re going to realize that she does a lot for you, and you’re go-

ing to regret treating her like this.” Helen won a permanent place in my heart that day. Her third talent: Dance. My goodness was she a magnificent dancer. She was incredibly strong, and her leaps were higher than I’ve ever seen. Helen had a presence that absolutely lit up the stage. Her teammate Anna says, “At a dance competition last year, Helen finished first and won the overall category that she and I were in. She was shocked to have won. She did not always realize how good she was.” Helen would listen to her dance music in our car ride, and I will miss how she and Caroline would shake the car doing moves from the dances they were in together. Finally, her smile. Helen had a smile that could make anyone’s day. It was positively radiant. Her friend Sydney remembers her as the first one to make anyone laugh when they were having a hard day. Helen also had a remarkable knack for breaking the tension in awkward situations by cracking a joke. I will miss seeing that huge smile in the hallways or her popping into my classroom just to say hello or offer a hug. Helen was funny, sassy, energetic, and so much fun. This last week has been hard. And I know that during the next several days, weeks, months, and beyond we will continue to miss her and feel this loss. But even while we grieve, I think we can all take something from what Helen has given to us: Don’t forget to rest. Be inclusive and stand up for others. Dance whenever and wherever you can. And try to laugh and smile, brilliantly and beautifully. I love you, Helen.

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MEMORIES UNFILTERED FROM HELEN’S WORLD OF DANCE

ear Helen, i don’t know what to say. i miss you, that’s obvious, but what is really getting me is that i didn’t realize truly how our relationship was. you are my big sister. i always wanted one, especially because i am one myself. i wanted to know what it would feel like to have one, and I’m now realizing that i had that with you. you are by far the absolute funniest person i have ever met in my entire life. even when i was going through times where i felt like you were trying to get everyone to hate me, i still laughed at your jokes because you are genuinely the funniest person to exist. no matter how many videos i have that i show to people to try and get them to understand just how funny you are, they will never actually understand. they would just have to have known you like i did. i don’t know how to explain it but our relationship was so sisterly. whether it be you getting on to me, helping me with my hair or makeup, helping me with boys, with friends, or being there when i needed someone to talk to, or our little petty arguments, or tiktoks, or making me laugh until i pee and my cheeks hurt. i truly love you. and i will continue to miss you every day for the rest of my life. with that being said, i will do everything in my life for you because i know you didn’t get to. i am finishing school and going to college for you, I’m getting married and having kids for you, I’m going through all of life’s greatest moments because you don’t get to. your life was cut way too short and i

will never understand God for why He did that. i will stay faithful to Him in hopes that i will see you again in heaven, and we’ll be dying laughing again like we always did. you have no idea how much i love you and miss you. i will see you again, but for now please continue to watch over me and help me with everything life brings my way like you have been doing since we were little. I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU SO SO MUCH HELLY forever and ever. Kami Hewitt  Hey Helen, probably sound like a broken record at this point, but I miss you more than words could ever describe…Even though I have been gone for a couple months, I never felt like there was a distance between us. I loved our clear admiration toward one another: we would both send “how are you” texts to each other about once a week. I mean it when I say that you are the most confident, funny, and loving person I have ever met. I wish I told you this before it was too late, but I have always admired your unstoppable confidence. You are just so loving toward not only yourself but others which is so special. Oh, and I can’t forget to mention your humor. It was just unlike anybody else. Helen, you made me laugh on my worst days and that is a tough thing to do…. In your letter to me before I left for college, you said “I cannot imagine what

life would have been like without you.” Well Helen, let me say, I simply cannot imagine what my life would have been like without you in it. You changed me for the better and I will be forever grateful. With love, Kaia Murphy (Mommy)  Helen, t’s near impossible to write this message and even more impossible to keep living without you. You mean everything to me. I speak in the present tense because although your corporeal body may not be with us, your spirit always is… You were the first person to reach out to me when I was unwell last year. You FaceTimed me and told me that you couldn’t stand to see me so unhealthy. That has made such a profound impact on me and my trajectory towards recovery, and I regret not telling you that. You seriously make me feel more loved than anybody else ever will…I wanted us to graduate together, to read our senior letters together, to get our acceptances, denials, and referrals alongside one another. I wanted us to do the senior section of production. I wanted us to have our Nicki hip-hop. It feels so wrong to do everything without you. I promise I will do everything I can to make sure everyone knows Helen Wamey. We all will. It’s only right. I love you so much, Helen. Talk to you tomorrow, Kaycee (the youngest in vibe) Tamel

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Helen, bove all I want you to know how loved you are and how much we all miss you…You meant the world to me and it kills me to know that I’ll never get another chance to ask you to hangout or get closer with you again. You never stopped being my best friend and I will eternally be grateful for you. Thank you for everything Helly. I really do believe that you are always with us even if it’s shown through small things. I love you so much and I hope you are at peace now. Sofia Coppola. 

I miss you Helen so much. You were always so sweet to me and carpool has never been the same without you. I miss getting sushi with you from fresh market every Thursday before dance and i miss talking in the car about our problems. you always gave me the best advice and i love you so much. you were so inspiring to me and such an amazing person. i miss all of our memories before school every single day. i miss saying hi to you in the hallways at school and on the track at cheer. you were such an amazing role model and i love you. i hope you’re still smiling up there. love, Caroline Hamrlik. 

y most favorite thing about Helen was that she always, always looked out for me. She made me feel wanted and included. She made sure to say hi and bye in the hallways. She played with my hair at mass and made me speak and step out of my comfort zone when I was brand new. When she went to sit with other people at lunch she made sure to bring me along. I was walking with her Monday the 27th (She died Wednesday, 29th), and I went into my class mindlessly without saying goodbye, and as I walked to my desk I heard 5 seconds later from down

the hall “oh! bye Hadlee!!!” so I ran out and said “bye Helen!” She never forgot me, never looked past me, and when she was talking to me and when I was talking to her, she made me feel important and invested in. She believed in me and pushed me to believe in myself. I love that sweet angel, and she will always inspire me to look out for people just like she did for me. She still changes my life every single day. Hadlee Ackerman 

lways a hand full (lol) and always a pleasure to be around. I have loved every moment with from the very first time she danced with me! She was an adorable “Fraggle”!!! Mrs. Christy Cox 

elen, thank you for being the best friend I have ever had. You taught me so many things, and you never even knew it. You never failed to brighten everyone’s day, even if you weren’t having a good day yourself. Your smile and constant jokes will always make me happy. Whenever I am upset, I look back at all of our tik toks and videos to see you smile and laugh. Your presence made everyone’s day so much better, and I hope you know the positive impact that you had

on everyone. You had so many amazing things about you. I can remember one time on a Thursday after rehearsal, you had a bio lab report due at 10, and dance ended at 9:30. As soon as we got out of rehearsal, you ran to your car to finish up your lab report and turned it in before 10. Not only were you a hard worker, but you were also selfless. You choose to go to rehearsal so we could work on our dances, even if it meant that you had to cram in finishing your report in the car after dance. You also cared so much about all of your friends. Although you made sure I was

BAWAK okay many times, one time in specific stands out to me. One day before dance, I was sitting in my car crying. You were the only person who checked on me to make sure I was okay. After I told you why I was upset, and that I would be okay; you immediately made a joke you knew I thought would be funny. (This time in specific it was about Kaycee’s horrible parking.) You made me and everyone feel so loved. You also showed me that you cared about me when you were always brutally honest, when you knew I needed to hear the truth. You were always the person I could go to when I needed an honest opinion, and you could give the best advice. You also influenced my personality and humor allowing me to be the person I am today. When I was younger, I was generally pretty quiet, and kept to myself. You helped me come out of my shell, and become the outgoing person that I am today. After recently talking with your school friends, I noticed that the person you are at school is the same at dance… that isn’t the case for most people. You are always authentically you, no matter who you are with. This inspires me to not change who I am to please others. Because of these things, I will live my life like you lived yours, and let you live through me. Helen, you are truly one of the most amazing people I have ever met, and I am so thankful that you are my best friend. I don’t know what I am going to do without you. I am forever grateful for the positive impact that you had on me and others. I miss you so much, Helen, and I will continue to talk to you every day. I hope the ring pops up there are good. I love you endlessly. -Anner (Anna Cangelosi) 

ams- I will never forget our final moment in person together: a month ago when we were getting in our cars leaving dinner u mouthed I love u through ur car window and drew a heart with your hands. Our friendship was so special, you knew how to make me feel my best no matter what mood I was in and I will forever cherish that. I have never met anyone funnier, smarter, or of course sassier, but in the best way possible. I can’t stop looking at our memories, our texts, and especially your funny messages

saved on the SMES group chat (I laugh at them every day). I love you forever & ever. Keep dancing up there. Ellen Claxton 

irst day of sixth grade and you were also new. We sat together in math class because everyone else knew each other already and being new is absolutely terrifying. Middle school was an absolute struggle (to say the least) but you always made me laugh. It was better being friends with someone who go it, was also getting used to a new school. Wamey you are the funniest person I have ever met and I also admired how you were never afraid to say what was on your mind. Ever. You were, and always will be, an amazing friend. Your laugh was the best sound and I cannot rest enough how funny you were, how often I had to hold in laughs in class because of comments you made. I am eternally grateful we went to our SMES dinner this summer and I got to see you. Even though we’ve grown so much since our eighth-grade graduation, Marist didn’t change you. You still were hilarious, upfront, and one if the smartest people I’ve ever met. I am forever thankful I met you. I’ll miss you forever and I’ve been praying a lot more than I used to, I feel like praying lets me speak to you as stupid as that might sound. I love you forever Wams. Cordelia Tranfield 

will miss Wams so so much, and I can’t stop thinking about her. It made me so happy that we stayed friends even after we went to rival high schools. I will never forget our orange juice and chicken biscuits we ate every morning before we walked to school together. I’ll never forget her massages that she always gave me without me even having to ask. And her birthday party at Benihana with a sleepover after, where we ate even more snacks after we had just stuffed ourselves at a huge dinner. We listened to music and talked all night long about our deepest secrets, and we all felt comfortable to share. I’ll also never forget when me and Helen went to Get Air trampoline park and did flips into the foam pits. She also was never afraid to say exactly what was

VOL 1. ISSUE 1 on her mind, which is something I think is an amazing quality to have. She could speak up for herself when needed, and always made sure to stick up for others as well. Wams always lit up a room, and her memory will continue to light up the lives of everyone who knew her. Love, Kendall Buchanan  Dear Helbaby,

’ve never met someone quite like you. You truly did have the most contagious smile. You were by definition ~the brightest of all lights~ I never thought I would meet someone with a personality bigger than mine… and I think that’s why I loved you so much. People never argue with me and you did and I remember thinking “ok this is my new favorite person.” I will always remember our first Madison class together my senior year. MY GOD you were the funniest person ever. First off… you started barking and meowing with me (and she hated it) but we sure weren’t gonna stop. Watch over the dance girls for me because I know class and rehearsal won’t be the same without you. Me, Isa and Tegs were so glad that you were the one to fill our shoes when we graduated, to make sure the personality was brought to the table. Helen it makes me so upset that you aren’t here anymore because you are just one of those people was destined to make an impact. You had already started making the world a better place. I just know you left this world making a huge mark that no one will ever forget. I keep telling myself everything happens for a reason but you leaving so soon doesn’t seem right. I just know there is a reason. I just wish I could have one more laugh with you but I know you will be watching over my shoulder (definitely as my bad influence LOL). I know that you are having a blast up there in heaven dancing, leaping and barking at everyone! If you see my grandparents feel free to say hi! I’m sure they would adore you and your beautiful smile! Laine Plunkett  My sweet Helen, don’t know exactly where to begin with this one because i know you

won’t be here to read it with me. i am lost knowing that i won’t see your smile again or hear you crack another joke in ballet. however, this doesn’t mean that you won’t be remembered - your beautiful smile and joyful spirit will stick with me forever. you have been my rock since 1st grade, Helen, and i can’t thank you enough for all the things you taught me during our time together. you taught me to have high standards; you were so strong-willed. you taught me my own worth. you perfectly exemplified joy and what it means to be a good friend. you were the light of my day after having a rough morning at school. you taught me to be honest in my emotions; you were the most passionate girl i know. i try not to sugarcoat my words because i know you never did. i try to think with others in mind before myself because i know your heart was always giving. you are my best friend, and to know you is to feel loved. i hope you know that i love you just the same. you will never be forgotten, angel, and i wish that i could see your smile one more time. i love you bunches Helen. Kenz (Makenzie Madison) 

have so many memories of Wams and things I want to say but here is my favorite most recent memory of her. Last music midtown i was standing on a hill looking down at my phone or something and I got tackled full force by someone. We began to roll down the hill and when we stopped I realized it was Wams just giving me the biggest hug ever. We laughed about it for so long and still made jokes about it recently. I will never forget the unimaginable amount of love Wams had for me, you, and all of her friends. I will miss her smile, her laugh, her jokes, her sarcasm, and her spirit every single day and i cannot wait until the day i am able to see her again. I love you and am praying for you. Mia Piston 

ey Hellycakes, there’s so much that I wanted to tell u. I wanted to tell u how much I talk about u to my friends in college. How I brag that my smart friend also had the best persona-

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BAWAK lity in the world. You mean so much to me and I know that u are here with me and everyone who loves u every second of the day. U brightened literally every room that u walked in to and u brighten my days now even when I think about u. Funny thing is I asked u for so many signs this past wknd and u delivered and I followed. Helen, I love u so much and u r truly a one of a kind person. I miss u so much already but I know u r in a better place than this world had to offer u. I will always remember u and I can’t wait for u to see the tattoo I am getting of u! I will never forget u my beautiful friend. I love u. To Ms. Belinda: u raised a beautiful daughter inside and out. She was the perfect human being and she truly made my days better. My prayers are with u and so is Helen! Helen always talked about u and how smart and beautiful u are. I hope you know that all of us are with u. I love u so much! Nico Watson 

“My Favorite memory of Helen was the day I first met her I was auditioning for Bravo and she made me feel included in everything and cheered me on. I was always grateful for her help and went to her for advice and someone to talk to. She truly is my role model and I could never ask for someone better to look up too.” Taylor Lasoff

“Helen, ever since 7th grade at SMES I’ve been amazed by you. Your bluntness and ability to tell people what they need to hear (whether they want to be told or not) have inspired so many to be more confident. I miss hearing you argue with teachers about how to pronounce Wamey. I miss hearing your sarcastic comments. They always, always made me laugh. I miss your smile. You have such a beautiful smile, and a presence and energy that captured everyone’s attention. I miss seeing you cheer on Fridays, and I miss your incredible dancing. Helen, I regret not being closer to you after we got to Marist. I wish I had tried harder to get to know you. I promise we will all be a little kinder and love each other and continue your legacy. I will never forget what a radiant person you were and what a tremendous impact you made on my life. I love you. Paris Adams 

ey Helen, girl I miss you so much. Like I keep thinking about how whenever ANYONE at cheer would say something funny you and I would give each other the look and just start dying laughing. And when we were uncontrollably laughing about lipstick, I can’t that was too funny. Your energy and sassi-

ness are what I am going to miss in my life and on the squad. You are such an icon and an inspiration to me and sooo many others. Your beauty is overpowering and the way you carried yourself was truly amazing. I miss your smile in the hallways, how you never failed to say hey to me. Or how we bossed the little girls at cheer camp around when they played four corners. They could not listen to the instructions. I miss telling you about drama and the stupidest things because you made them seem so important. I miss everything Helen. I know you are in heaven and with God, but why does it have to be now? I have so many questions. But how ever angry and upset I get about this all, whenever I think of who you are, I smile. You were the light on our squad, and in everyone’s lives who you impacted. Your excitement and positivity were unmatchable. Dude I miss you so much. And i love you so much. Love, Savannah Fleming  ....my first year in the vibe was hard. my first convention ever, i was old enough to be in the senior room as a dancer from encore. i didn’t talk to anyone, not even the girls in elite, or premier and i stood alone in the back. i hated it. out of all the girls in elite and premier, Helen you were the only one to talk to me. you checked in on me and just made conversation with me. i felt so welcomed and actually apart of the team. from then on you have been my role model. i look up to you for dance, school, and see you on Instagram. though you’re in heaven now, i still think about you all the time. how amazing you were and i strive every day to at least be a little of what a good person you are. i miss seeing you at dance everyday making everyone laugh, and i miss hearing random barking sounds from the room over and yes, we all thought an actual dog was in the studio. I hope your dancing up there, i hope you’re eating all the ring pops, jumping high, and of course i hope your smiling. the most beautiful smile ever. i pray for you every day angel. you are so loved and so missed. Saylor Brown

VOL 1. ISSUE 1 Dear Hellycakes, can’t believe this is even real. I remember the first time we spoke. You had the biggest smile on your face and welcomed me with open arms. I can’t believe it was over 2 years ago we would come in at the same time straight from school with the same Kroger sushi. I remember you telling me all your freshman year stories and how excited you were to be in high school. But now you won’t even be able to finish, and that is heartbreaking. Helen, I wish you could see how much of an impact you made on everyone, I’m sure if you could see all the posts you’d love the attention. I was so excited to spend more time with you, you were in almost all of my best memories within the vibe. This doesn’t feel real and I’m waiting for you to walk back into the studio doors with that big smile on your face. I miss your hugs, and i miss the way you would always get so excited before competition and if any of us were tired you would try to perk them up, and it always worked. You were and still are such a bright light Helen Wamey. I can’t believe your time has come to an end. Now for you i will always be myself, i will always say how i feel, i will always enjoy cheezit snack mix and blue ring pops whenever i get the chance and i will always tell the people around me how much i love them. Thank you for everything you’ve taught me. Please offer all of us guidance throughout this next year and after that. I love and miss you Helly. I always will. Forever dancing for you -Zahra Pacheco 

When our friends first met Helen- she would not tell her middle name. She was embarrassed that it was a ‘weird’ name to

“She represented her studio and her team with so much spirit and loyalty.”

“Hi Hellycakes, I just want you to know how much I loved you. There was no one who could make me laugh as hard as you. You were truly the brightest light in anyone’s life. I miss you tremendously. I now have no one to make fun of my duck lips, hype me up when I’m trying to impress Ethan, and make my sad days better with endless jokes. I love you so much and I can’t wait to dance again with you some day. Rest easy beautiful angel. Sydney Fluent 

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CHERYL POZZUOLI, OWNER/DIRECTOR, FOOTNOTES DANCE & ACROBATICS STUDIO

eing a dance teacher and having the privilege to watch our students grow up is one of the best things about my “job”. It is an honor to have been able to be a part of Helen’s journey in this life since she was four years old. She and Belinda are family to us. Not only was Helen an incredibly talented dancer, her smile and her light reached people she never even knew. Her bright, fun and sometimes sassy spirit was certainly the best part of anyone’s day who was lucky enough to know her. She was humble, hard working, driven, determined and kind and always a pleasure to have walk through the doors to what many considered their second home. She represented her studio and her team with so much spirit and loyalty. To be in her light was to feel safe. You knew you were loved and I can only hope she knew knew how much she was loved in return. Her impact on every community she was involved in was immense. ch she was loved in return. Her impact on every community she was involved in was immense. We will keep that fun, bright, vivacious spirit alive in our community, in the studio and on every stage when we dance for Helen. Helen left behind a beautiful legacy that we will continue to honor and remember forever. #WeDanceForHelen

us. When she finally told us some time later, we thought it was beautiful. She informed us of the importance of her name, Bawak, and what it meant to her Cameroon heritage… Another one of my favorite memories of her is her teaching us the “Soulja boy” dance. We all thought she was the coolest for knowing that dance, and even cooler for teaching all of us. Every middle school dance, when that song would come on, we would round each other up, and impress everyone with our dance skills, taught by your incredible daughter. She made us laugh like no other. The last time I got to see her was Music Midtown, and I can only say how lucky I am I got one more big ‘Helen hug.’ I simply cannot imagine the feeling of your loss at this time. I hope that you know Helen will never, ever be forgotten. We were so lucky to be some of her first friends, and that we still continued to be friends to this day…Ms. Belinda, I am so sorry. We all love

and care for you, and can’t wait to see Helen again one day. Thank you for bringing her light into this world. Ansley Graves 

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BAWAK’S WORLD OF COUSINS & BEYOND H

elen finds she can let go and be most herself when she is with her family. “My mom is so strong,” she says emphatically. Helen relies on her cousins, aunts, and uncles, almost all of whom lived with her at one point when they arrived in the United States. “I think I’m closer to my cousins than the average person. We are all super close. Maybe it’s a Cameroon thing, I don’t know,” she smiles. “In my family, in our culture, these bonds will never be broken.” Helen Bawak Wamey, 16 quoted in Seen and Heard Youth Blog.

“In my family, in our culture, these bonds will never be broken.”

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ome will say „You don’t know what you have until it’s gone”, but I disagree because when Helen was around she needed no introduction, no entrance because you knew she was always there. All the laughs, the surprise visits, our all-nighters, morning cooking sessions and yes, our sisterly arguments are a collection of memories that I not only hold dear to my heart but something that replays daily on repeat in my mind. Our best talks were always when we were brushing our teeth... silly I know but it’s like we had so much to say to each other than, now I wake up every one morning thinking you’ll waltz into the bathroom telling me „I have to tell you something”. I’m writing this thinking that if say goodbye or let you go that you’ll one day comeback to us, to me .... because when you love someone you let them go, but again I disagree if you love someone you honor them, and you remember them, you make them proud. This and everything I do is for you my sweet sister ... I love you forever and a day. With Love, Gianina Chindia (Daughter to Mom’s twin sister Imelda)  Helen f I had known it would have been our last…I would have hugged you a little tighter, laughed a little louder, and loved a little harder. I’ve been trying to avoid all of this because it makes it all seem real. I miss you so much words could never explain. I wanted us to grow up together and achieve everything we had ever put our minds to. There’s so much you wanted to do and it hurts that I’ll never get to see you accomplish them. I miss your big and bright smile, I had always loved it. I miss all your little mannerisms and crazy ways that would always make me laugh. Whether it was just us sitting up in your room, or us out and about, there was never a dull moment. We truly just enjoyed one another’s company. I wait for you to respond to our group chat messages, in hopes that this is all just a bad dream I will wake up from. I love you so much and miss you dearly. Although you are not here physically, I find comfort in knowing you are here spiritually. I find comfort in knowing so many other people loved you just as much as I did. I’m forever grateful for the 17 years I got to have with you, and I will cherish and hold all those

moments and memories forever. I love you forever, Helen.” Valeska Chindia (Daughter to Mom’s Twin sister, Imelda 

elen was kind, friendly, and amazing. She was an amazing person to be around and someone you could talk to about anything. She had a positive mindset and cared about everyone around her. We grew up around each other and so she just wasn’t my cousin, she was my sister. One of my best memories with her was our time at Disney. She wanted to go to the ‘tower of terror’ which is a long elevator ride that takes up and drops down. It wasn’t really a good idea as I knew she would be screaming all the way but If anyone convinced you to do something

OCT 23, 2021 it was Helen. I will never forget the screams and when we finally reached down I had to ask, “want to ride again”? I think you know by now who was screaming the loudest and the answer to the question. Hey, that was Helen: spirited, fun going! We had so much fun over those few days we were there. So many memories past and present and I will truly miss you. I came across a phrase that gave me comfort and I hope it gives you comfort too. “Those we love don’t go away, they walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near so loved, so missed, so very dear. Fariel Enyong (Son to Mom’s brother, Conrad) 

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BAWAK EARNS POSTHUMOUS HONORS AS HONORARY MEMBER OF EXSSA USA Love is our Bond, Unity is our Strength, Sisterhood is our Wealth

x Saker Students Association, (ExSSA) is the alumnae association of former students of Saker Baptist College, fondly known as Sakerettes. Founded in 1962, Saker Baptist College, the prestigious all-girls Christian boarding secondary school, Limbe is one of the most renowned in Cameroon. The USA branch has over 300 members found in 12 chapters spread across the United States. Each year, ExSSA USA holds an annual convention during the first weekend of August. Ms. Belinda Enyong, class of 1988 is a dedicated member of ExSSA USA who has held many local and national leadership positions in our association including being the chapter president of ExSSA Georgia. Bawak, as she was known in ExSSA USA circles, was born on January 12, 2004. A few short months later, Belinda brought Bawak to her first ExSSA USA convention held in August that same year.

2004: The beginning! Belinda with 6 month old Bawak at the 3rd annual ExSSA USA Convention in Atlanta, Georgia.

For the next 17 years Bawak not only accompanied her mother to ExSSA Georgia chapter meetings, but accompanied her to many ExSSA USA conventions often clad in our official uniforms. Bawak had become a de facto member and our collective daughter. She participated actively during events for kids and was a beloved Carat, as a child of a Sakerette is called. Indeed, during the 2012 ExSSA USA Convention, she won by a landslide 66% the Swim attire, Pose and Attitude contest that ExSSA LA Member, Dr. Judith Caspa Foyabo had organized. As Dr. Foyabo recalls, “She was everyone’s daughter; she happily moved from hand to hand posing in pictures with her mothers.” Then she morphed from a young girl to a vibrant teenager and became very handy as she ran errands between hotel rooms during conventions, helped in hospitality suites and volunteered as a chaperon for

VOL 1. ISSUE 1 younger kids. She was already garnering the accolades of an honorary member and there is no doubt that had she lived, she would have made more outstanding contributions to ExSSA and Saker Baptist college. When she died suddenly on Wednesday, September 29th ExSSA USA plunged into uncontrollable grief as wails engulfed phone lines and many boarded flights to rush to Belinda’s side. We had collectively lost a daughter and the fact that she was an only child to our sister made our grief inconsolable. On the 10th of October 2021, the National Executive Council (NEC) of ExSSA USA voted unanimously to award honorary membership to Miss Helen Wamey Bawak following Articles 4 Section 3 of our Bylaws. We know we cannot bring her back, but we can honor her memory. She identified with us from birth and we are sustaining that relationship even with her death. In addition, the NEC considered the fact that Helen Bawak Wamey represents a realization of our association’s mission, which is to empower and advance the future of the girl child. Based on what we experienced through meeting her all these years, and what we have since learned from her schoolmates, their parents and her teachers, her story will serve as an inspiration to young girls and women alike. In Love, Unity and Sisterhood Ms Esther Egbe Ayuk National President, ExSSA USA

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All We Have left are Memories

verything is different now that you’re gone. My days are longer and my nights feel shorter. I miss being your sister. I miss being able to text you whenever I want, knowing that you will always reply. Writing has never been difficult for me but to put this feeling into words, I fail. I’m at a loss. I’ve lost my ability to think without your face making its way into my mind. I’ve lost the future we could have had together. I’ve lost the secure feeling I used to have kno-

wing that you will always be there. And I’ve lost you. And I miss you so much big sis. Jaida Wamey  Hi Helen. I have been missing you a lot and I love you very much. Julinn Wamey  I love you Helen. I wish you were still here. Helen you helped me a lot. Raylan Wamey

Hey Baby Girl, I know you are in a better place looking down at us and protecting us. From the day you came into this world, you brought immeasurable love into my life and to everyone you touched. I miss you. You exceeded every expectation any parent could ask of their child. You grew up so fast and had such an understanding of this world far beyond your years. You always put others feelings far above yours starting with me and your mom, Jaida, Raylan, Julinn, Auntie Sylvie, Grandma, Grandpa, your uncle Elvis and all your extended family. They all love you and miss you. God could not have given us a better daughter. I love you more than words can express. You Rest in Peace; I will always live up to what I know are your expectations. God gave you to me perfect as can be and you leave this world pure and untarnished by our shortcomings and the inequities of this world. That gives me tremendous comfort. It hurts like nothing I have ever experienced that you are not here in the flesh; That I cannot continue to experience this life with you. God has called you to his side as our guiding angel. He wants you by his side. I pray to God to give us the strength he gave Mary as she watched her child taken from her on a cross. I will continue to cherish every moment, every second we shared in this world. You have now attained a greater understanding of our world and beyond. Rest in Peace Baby Girl. Daddy will join you when Gods sees it fit. I Love you so much! I will continue to listen to our Reggae/Hip-hop fusion. Our memories live on! You are in my heart for eternity. Te amo mucho mi amor, Daddy

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LIFE IS NOT A MATTER OF MILESTONES, BUT MOMENTS

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OBITUARY Ms. Helen Bawak Wamey, age 17, of Johns Creek, Georgia, entered into rest on Wednesday, September 29, 2021.

elen was born in Atlanta, Georgia on January 12, 2004, daughter of Belinda Enyong and Innocent Wamey. From the moment Helen was born, we knew she was destined for great things—and she did not disappoint. There are no words under heaven that could adequately describe the impact Helen left in this world. When meeting Helen, it was her smile, confidence and kindness that emanated from within her. Helen was a high achiever and a gifted child, strong in her heritage, strong in her passions, and even stronger in her faith. Helen was a parishioner, and an Altar Servant at St. Jude the Apostle Catholic Church in Sandy Springs and a theological leader in her school. Helen attended Woodland Elementary then transferred to St. Martin’s Episcopal and was currently a Senior Honor student at Marist School. After high school, Helen planned to attend one of the Ivy league schools for premed and eventually to medical school. Due to her empathetic nature, we know she would have excelled at this as well and would have been a superb oncologist (her preferred specialty had she had the opportunity). She played several sports in her early youth, but her greatest passion was dancing. Helen began dancing at the age of four with the FootNotes Dance and Acrobatic Center. Her dancing talent was incredible, leading her to win several dance competitions and received countless accolades.

Helen was an amazing young lady and the center of her mother’s world. She was a wonderful daughter, sister, cousin, niece, and friend; Helen will certainly be missed by all who knew and loved her. Helen was preceded in death by her grandparents Helen and Sylvester Enyong. Helen is survived by her devoted mother, Belinda Enyong, aunts, uncles, siblings and father Innocent Wamey. In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to the Helen Bawak Wamey Memorial fund set up by her family in her memory. https://www.gofundme.com/f/in-memory-of-helens-young-but-impactful-life https://helenwameymemorial.com/

Funeral Information U Visitation: 3 pm–7 pm on Friday, October 22nd at the Roswell funeral home Chapel. U Funeral mass honoring Ms. Helen Wamey: 11:00 am on Saturday, October 23rd in the Auditorium of Marist School. U Interment services: Waterside Estates of Green Lawn Cemetery in Roswell.