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Teach Me To Fish Foundation (TMTF) was founded to make dreams come true through education. We support underprivileged children through school by providing them with basic school needs like books, pencils, uniforms and most importantly their school fees.

 Our goal is to teach them to fend for themselves by equipping them for the future through education. We seek to better their lives, their families and the country as a whole.

 It is an unquantifiable way of helping the poorest children in our communities. With a donation that costs next to nothing, we can show them the way to a better future instead of leaving them to grow on the streets, on the farms, on the markets and at unknown places which could endanger their lives and their future when they could be in a classroom learning all they require to lead a better life forever.

“My dream is to create a country where at least 50% of underprivileged children, boys and girls have access to education and consequently become educated.

An organisation like TeachMeToFish is made for IMPACT- the difference it creates for it’s beneficiaries and community as a whole is unmeasurable but evident regardless of time. I am here to make sure that impact does not go unnoticed. I am here to bring change to a group of people who never saw it coming”

Dorothy Akoh-Arrey -Founder of TMTF

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Click here to Support the Penjo4Education Initiative 

Penjo for Education is a Program of Penjo Entertainment aimed at bringing Education to brilliant kids in remote communities who cannot afford the very basic Education to which they have a right to enjoy.

PJ4E identifies children in remote communities whose families cannot afford to sponsor them in school and works with its donors and partners to provide basic school needs like School Fees, Books, Uniforms, etc.

The Program was birthed in 2008 from the dedication of Renowned Cameroonian Photographer Peter Njodzeka popular known as Penjo Baba to use his savings to contribute his very little towards making his community a better place through his Water Projects in different Communities around the country.

As the number of children increased over the years, Penjo’s kept increasing his savings for them. But in August 2016, some amazing friends and benevolent people showed interest in joinning the initiative by providing more support and volunteering in this journey.

Join PJ4E today as we’re looking forward to creating more impact and changing the lives of many more children.

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Employability skills or “soft skills” are the key to career success, but Cameroon youths are void of them as a result of academic orientation and culture to an extent.

21st Century employability skills are a set of skills and behaviors that are necessary for every job and career progression. They are sometimes called soft skills, foundational skills, work-readiness skills, or job-readiness skills. Personal qualities, habits, and attitudes influence how you interact with others. Employers value employability skills because they are linked to how you get along with coworkers and customers, your job performance, and your career success ;

Diamond digs deeper into some key soft skills and why Cameroon youths/graduates struggle with unemployment in the job market 
Listen, understand, and ask questions

Students are taught to speak only when spoken to at home and at school, self-expression is not encouraged curbing creativity and ingenuity, hence we do not ask questions or do so with very minimal understanding.

Read and understand written materials

Assuming is something youths and adults do a lot. They’ll say ‘I be feel say’, no! read it again and again understand the brief don’t cram it, understand it.

Exert high levels of effort and perseverance

Well, I will give the youths this one, what’s there not to persevere in difficulty when that’s all the life they know.But this is a job perseverance where even when it’s difficult, the people your work with are difficult, hang in there and learn a thing or two, the hours are long, the job is demanding hang in there while seeking a way out.

Complete tasks on time and accurately

This is something Cameroon youths are good at doing because the educational system teaches you to regurgitate material in a given time within an examination, but nothing prepares you for the accuracy, quality and standard of interpretation and own logic because all your life you are use to regurgitating textbooks after text books . Well the bad news is we need this skill to survive in the corporate market or else you’d come across as incompetent

Maintain personal hygiene

There is no point reiterating this, the way you present yourself matters. You cannot look untidy unkempt and aim for a job in a bank or a marketing company or anywhere at all. At the interview, all of this is taken into consideration. It’s a plain judging the book by the cover. Keep makeup and perfume to a minimal _ none of that that will do the job for you unless you are more interested in sexually transmitted jobs.

Interpersonal Skills

It has always baffled me that people feel snubbing or carrying a face like cold fufu works . Sorry in the business world all your 32 teeth will be out from 9-5 and after if required. Even when working with subordinates. A superior in Cameroon needs a red carpet to everywhere, but the PM of England takes the train _ can someone help me understand. One of the reasons people do not queue in Cameroon, I am this and that and immediately you are above everyone else. Nope . Be gregarious, it pays in many ways.

Take constructive criticism



CEO Of West Africa Vocational Education, Misan Rewane tells us where the cankerworm eats most. We couldn’t have said it any better. Watch her interview below.





Nacho College celebrates Teachers Day in style with an outstanding Aso-Ebi donned by both male and female brains behind the instituion. In an earlier statement to mark the day on social media the school sent out the below message;

A great teacher goes beyond developing subject matter expertise. From our experiences in education great teachers share two common characteristics: an extraordinary sense of humility; and, a strong commitment to continual improvement, based upon a fundamental motivation to inspire student success.
Happy teachers day to the fashionable staff of Nacho college. We appreciate all your efforts to make nacho the number one in technical education.

Pictures courtesy of Nacho College _ see full story about how the day unfolded on IREPCAMER blogsite.

Share your amazing & nostalgic teacher stories… Keep Calm & #ThankATeacher! with this hashtag as we remember all the hard times some of them put us through with a meme that sums it all;

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We will be nothing without our best guides – simply put our teachers were awesome.







Preparing for a skill base interview – Diamond Style

Almost 95% of job interviews are based on skill testing which consist of either a 2nd 3rd or 1st part of an interview. We cannot compare with a lot of UK base graduates when it comes to technological/software  skill testing – and a lot of candidates regardless of how good you are get knocked out at that stage.

Prepare for your interview with extraordinary vigor, it’s a battle and you need to fight and prove you are the right candidate, but more importantly execute exercises on time and efficiently when it comes to that time – a very helpful resource is YouTube. On you tube you can see how all Microsoft packages are used in a very visual manner and easy to learn and copy mode – do not take the videos for granted – top directors and managers still turn to these sources for basic office chores – in line with your job specification make sure every single computer requirement is tried and tested before you get to interview – the list below will help you understand what to prioritize and how to prepare – good luck

Arriving for the interview

Try to arrive ten or fifteen minutes early. This doesn’t just give you the opportunity to visit the loo – time spent waiting in the reception area can be very useful if there are publications about the employer or their field of work to read. Be polite to everyone you meet, including receptionists, porters and security staff.

First impressions

These are very important – they set the tone for the rest of the interview. A SURVEY of 273 managers by Monster.co.uk found that interviewers take on average less than 7 minutes to decide if a candidate is right for the role.

Factors influencing whether an interviewee is viewed as employable were

A candidate’s timekeeping (96% of managers agree this is influential)

Level of a candidate’s interview preparation (93%)

Ability to hold eye contact (82%)

Personal appearance (73%)

(two thirds of employers said they were put off by tattoos)

Quality of banter or small talk (60%)

Strength of handshake (55%)

The five most important factors interviewers considered when hiring were:

Work experience (36%)

First impressions of the candidate (24%)

Education (12%)

Professional qualifications (10%)

References (9%)

(Statistics from Kent.ac.uk)



Any topic relating to sexual intimacy and sex is considered taboo in our African community especially  the reclusive parts of Africa with development impact on their communities almost non existent. Women are known to be introverts to the point of muting their emotional plight. It’s shocking that a survey revealed 57% of women do not know what ‘An Orgasm’ or ‘G-Spot’ is.

Well, the fact is there is a generational revolution regarding this issue- things are changing and more women are becoming vocal about their feelings, what they want, how they want it and how they feel. The earlier women stand up and make this a true issue for concern, the sooner men will be compassionate and pay a little bit more ‘ATTENTION IN ACTION’- Women matter, their say in Sex and how it is orchestrated on their body should be noted and accepted- little wonder cultures in Namibia give their wives to their guest as a sign of friendship- what happened to a bottle of beer? – that’s no longer a wife, She has become a tool.

It’s a shame no one as of this day knows who to hold responsible for something as ‘pertinent’ as female sexual gratification . Here is an opportunity within our African community to out the ‘Culprits’ .

Let’s be candid and get this out and over with- majority wins the vote. If voting isn’t good enough go further and leave your comment .

Let’s Vote

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1I have profound respect for women who marry men in power. If we are vigilant enough we will realize that most of these women were part of these men’s lives way before they became anything to write home about.

Powerful educated women have a certain hold over the success of their husband- that i see in Mrs latest first lady of Nigeria plus the bonus of her eloquence and good looks .

Welcome ‘Mi lady’ , the list is endless but lets start with Boko Haram – i know you can drive the agenda of peace and  protection for the lives of women and children who are vulnerable in times of strife. Give us some update on the 200 missing girl, who if we are actually going by the news from every angle may be less than 200 now plus a few babies and counting pregnancies (pass me a sick bucket)

The endless bloodshed is actually real – no longer a game or a distant fuzzy concoction for political gains. Women and children are dying, while young men and old men sit in the corners of their straw houses and mansions, conjuring war for innocent family heads and beloved sons & husbands of women.


It could have taken him 12 lives like a cat to die …for he believed in his own infallibility and it betrayed him

He saw his life flash before his eyes as he lay on the muddy soil, the earth where his umbilical cord was planted, he was no stranger to this land but today he stood out a pariah. He had known too many people , he was a very popular person better still a local hero and all that meant nothing today, his popularity had nothing to do with his predicament, this day was bound to come. Yet when he lay dying the echo’s of the wind called on other things and not the people he knew. the wind sang his crimes, his betrayal, failures, dirty wealth and his legacy as a colossal failure to his family. How did he get here, his thoughts drifted as his life ebbed away his death was eminent.

Suddenly the revering voice of the mob brought him back to life and to his predicament.
”kill him burn him
”Lynch him and let the dogs eat his flesh”
The mob yelled – no mercy – there was no mercy

The pain in his head was unbearable but the stab wounds in his chest and lower belly were way past painful, they were killing him. Yes that’s what will kill him if the crowd did not rush him to the hospital…he lay there and listened to the voices fading and cascading a very dirge-y feeling, bemoaning a recap of his funeral. A few onlookers who knew better than to intervene with what the vigilantes had decided was the new rule of the land stood adrift with unreadable facial expressions – neither sorrow nor joy for his predicament. Perchance he could have redeemed his life months ago if he had made himself part of this group, but instead he dragged his feet knowing the source of his wealth will be unearthed easily, so he contented himself with self glorified accolades of a White goods importer/trades man with friends in high places.

Ten feet away a mother slumped into the muddy earth, holding unto other women , wailing, a very dry raspy rubbery cry that could barely be heard from the strain in her throat. It took her every will to cry but she cried, that was all she could do as a mother, watching her son being slaughtered by the crowd for being something she knew nothing about. As a single parent she contributed and invested nothing but good in his life, good manners, education, food on the table, clothes on his back, borrowing when she could barely afford a meal or school fees, but as a mother her aspirations were ever high, ever high for the day her son will become the man she dreamed of him.

Today she stood and watched all her hard work dissipated with no pity, no mercy. Her womb ached and her veins throbbed and pulsated from the struggle and strain of trying to reach her son. Yes! she now knew exactly what Mary felt watching her son Jesus’ Crucifixion, but at least Jesus was crucified for the good of the humanity, what was her son being murdered for ? she reached out her hand but could only grab the wind and for a moment their eyes met- she could read her son, her baby , and his eyes screamed HELLPPPPP! she was helpless as she watched the leader of the vigilante cast a huge car tire over her only son and demanded for fuel- she screamed so loud, buried her head into her thigh so deep she could smell the dampness of her femininity and the source of her pain, she sobbed so intensely that the source of her tears felt like pulling water from a drought battered earth…

Time had passed and he must have slipped in and out of consciousness, when he awoke. his first reaction was to flinch from the pain on his right side , he reached out to feel his abdomen where the pain was coming from but his hands could barely stretch, then he saw the handcuffs. He had been handcuffed to a bed, a hospital bed and there was no one else in the room. He knew he was naked for there were no clothes underneath him but the cold caress of rumpled sheets with the logo ‘general hospital’.

The pain suddenly meant nothing, his mother probably had managed to get the police there on time to take him off the hands of the vigilantes, there was no other explanation for going scout free this time around. He decided against calling out because he barely had the energy to raise his voice. He slowly shut his eye and slowly went back to sleep, this time peaceful enough to mutter three words ‘thank you God’. As the darkness seized him again he ventured into some place he had never been in his mind, a place of remorse … he was remorseful for the pain he had caused the family he had robbed at gunpoint, beaten the father and son to a pulp and molesting the mother, he was remorseful for many other things he had done which suddenly felt so real he wanted to dissociate himself from, but it was too late he was known as a thief, a deadly criminal and a rapist, what difference was his remorse going to make ?

Somewhere down the street a mother hastily cooks and stacks the food filled dishes in a food basket, eyes bloodstained from crying and throat sore from screaming, she hurriedly covers the basket with her best knitted quilt hoping to just keep it another minute warmer for her son in the hospital. As she walked down the street the whole world stared, amazed at what a mothers love could do… some verbal enough to express their disgust for a thieves mother.

She quickened her steps and let the voices pass over her, she had one single worry , whether her son will make another day, in jail or in hospital all she wanted was for him to be alive, so she walked and prayed.

(property of Dorothy Diamond – not to be reproduced or duplicated in any form)







Visit our website and see how you can support the work we do to educate/facilitate education for  less privileged children in Cameroon. We provide them with books and school uniforms and most importantly pay their fees.

Teach Me To Fish  can do more but the resources are very limited especially financially- so help us if you can, every pound of penny makes a huge difference , the equivalent of sponsoring a child is £20 a year. Your support is very much appreciated.