Mama, 
I remember your sweet and very soft voice. 
I remember your love for us as your pulpils.
I remember it was your car I first drove.
I remember your dedication to duty as staff of the school.
I remember your simplicity.
I remember the way you walked with dignity and honour.
I remember much later as wife of a professor, yet in your humility you were friend to all: no discriminations.
I will always remember as your memories remain indelible in my heart.
Mama, we are missing you already.
Weep not Sis Bibi because Mama has gone to her proper home. She is resting in peace. 
Emeka Osigwe 
--- one of her numerous pupils in the 70's.