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‘AFRICA’ IN CUBAO
in Cameroon, Philippines, September-October 2005By Sr Emma de Guzman ICM
After 30 years in
To the beat of drums, shouts of joy, clapping of hands and swaying dances, we celebrated an African Mass on Sunday, 27 February. Everything was African except the place -
‘We love you,
Old acquaintances embraced and greeted each other in English, French, Twi, Kikongo, Lingala, Swahili, Pidgin and other African languages. I was literally transported to
Religious present included Xaverians, Holy Spirit Sisters, ICM Sisters, Mercy Sisters, Daughters of Charity, SVD’s, Mercedarians, Conceptionists, Claretians, Scalabrinians, CICMs, among others. I was overwhelmed at the number of CICM confreres and Cameroonian theology students at MST (Maryhill School of Theology) whom I had known in
The well-prepared Mass booklet had a map of
Before the Gospel reading, the Bible was brought in, beautifully adorned on a palanquin and carried on the shoulders by two participants. They danced to the beat of the drums and the singing of the assembly. This was no ordinary Sunday Mass. Everyone was clapping their hands. No one can resist swaying to African rhythms. We sat down during the reading of the Gospel, the custom in
Highlights of the Mass included the processional dance at the offertory, and the giving of the sign of peace: warm hugs, embraces and handshakes. We had to forego the less exuberant Filipino smile.
After Mass, we sat in a circle for the blessing of the agape. To everyone’s delight, the food was typical African and Filipino dishes. A program and dancing followed until past
The program included sharing experiences in small groups. Additional highlights were dramas of a marriage in
The exchange of addresses and warm goodbyes after an afternoon of dancing were not easy. One felt that the celebration should go on. In my enthusiasm, I asked when the next African Encounter would be. Sr Mercy Benson SSpS, a Ghanaian member of the coordinating committee, answered me in Tagalog: ‘Isang beses lang po sa isang taon,’ ‘Once a year.’ I couldn’t help asking ‘Why?’ ‘It’s not easy to gather them all coming from the different islands of the
‘We love
A Cameroonian acquaintance, Anicet, offered me his badge. I asked why he was giving his souvenir of the day to me. He answered: ‘I know you’ve left your heart in
Whoever said the world has forgotten st1:place w:st="on">Africa wasn’t with us in ‘
You may contact Sister Emma at ICM District House,


