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Sierra Leone News: Tribute: Unending memories of Mr. Samuel John

Sameul John

Sameul John

Someone once said, time is valuable, once passes, it is gone forever.
‘De Pa’ as I loved to call you, there was indeed a time I received instructions from you, laugh together, gossiped, argued, provoked and ate together but all of that is gone now, all that is left now are the memories.
I first met Mr. Samuel John in November, 2008 when I was introduced to him by the Managing Editor of Awoko Newspaper, Mr. Kelvin Lewis, as my Boss and since that time we had a very good relationship.
As a quiet girl from secondary school who wanted to learn a job, I will sit quietly in Awoko’s usual 9’o clock meeting and I will listen to the late man critiquing the paper page by page especially headlines in fact, my colleagues will agree with me that Late Samuel John knows how to give precise headlines to stories.
I admired his enthusiasm in making sure that the paper comes out without mistake and also hoping to see the paper in the morning sharp and colourful.
One thing we are always angry about is when he used to bash us when we do very long sentences or long headlines especially when he sees Mr Lewis but honestly that puts us on our guide when we are writing and it helped us to improve our writing skills.
One thing we appreciate him for is his cover-up attitude for his besties. He will always accept blame for us and later advise us.
Awoko will forever miss Mr. John especially his advice and approach to us not to be lazy in doing our work.
I personal experienced the sympathetic nature of Mr. John. When I am almost always sick in his soft voice “Emmanuella small small, this Sickle Cell kill me brother overseas.”
Considerate
He is always tapping my pack as a sign of caution. He is so considerate. He will say “way rain dae cam sidom na ose” but most of the time I will risk it and as soon as I arrive at the office he will shout “go home. I was not expecting you here. Nor cam gee we trouble oh.”
He is always the first to visit me when am admitted to the point that the nurses at 34 Military Hospital will ask me if is he is my father.
One thing I will always remember him for is his advice after I had given birth “enti you see how u suffer for born eh! Go sidom leh da boy gi you belleh back ya. In fact nor ever born again oh because if you mistake we dae put da boy nar cell”.
I remember when I came back from a week absent because I was sick. He was saying that Mr. Lewis is annoyed because we are not taking our work seriously. I bowed by head quietly while he was bashing at us and after everybody had left the office he came to me, tapped my back and said don’t mind me. My anger is not for you but for those that are giving irrelevant excuses.
Mr. John is fond of showing his anger on some body behind his back and when the person is around, he will pretend as if he never says anything about that person. If I am around I will say “Pa John di posin don cam oh,” then he will say “ nor mix me oh” then I will laugh. You will forever be missed sir.
Mr. John is very impatient when talking on the phone. One hardly understands what he is saying. All you hear is yes, yes, ok, ok, no problem, alright, bye.
Mr. John will never absent in the office even when he is sick. He had an accident on Saturday when he was returning home from work. On the Monday morning we saw Mr. John with a big plaster on his forehead walking to his chair. We were all surprised because we were expecting him to be resting at home.
A month before his death, he was asked by Mr Lewis to rest for a week, we were not surprised to see him every day at the office. The staff will tease him to go home but all he will say is “I came to see doctor I will soon leave” but trust me he will sit in the office quietly without doing nothing till the evening. He feels nobody can do his job better than he does. Awoko has really lost a friend, brother, father, and a devoted staff.
The last encounter with ‘De Pa’ was on Friday the 9thbefore his death on Monday 12th when I was going home, he was joking and asking if I am rushing to my son’s father, I laughed and replied, I will spend the weekend at your house. We laughed over it and I went home.
I was shocked when a colleague called on the 12th to say that we have lost Mr. John.
This is your time boss, ours will surely come. In everything, we all can say, Jesus gives and take, blessed be his holy name.
Mr. Samuel John, till we meet again to part no more. Sleep well in God’s loving arms and I pray that God comforts your family and everyone else who loved you.
By Emmanuella Kallon
Friday September 30, 2016

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