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SYLVERIA AS AN ACTRESS
►Acted in a serial FACING DESTINY► Acted as Laura in POTENT SECRETS, directed by Ako Abunaw.
► Acted in films for STV, directed by Marie Solange Mbarga (broadcast on STV).
► Acted in ENTANGLED directed by Doreen Fonju $ Sylveria A. Anye.
► Acted in CITY MASKS as Madi, directed by Kwasen Gwangwa’a for CRTV (Coming soon).
► Acted in HARDROAD TO SCHOOL for CRTV directed by Caroline Kilo Bara.
► Acted in BEFORE THE SUNRISE, directed by Fred Amata
► Acted in BUSH MEAT GO FINISH OH, sponsored by WWF directed by Kilo Bara.
► Acted in Holiday Jamboree and Monday Show for CRTV directed by Kwasen Gwangwa’a.
THE DREAM TEAM OF “ENTANGLED” ( Co-written and Co-directed by Doreen FONJU and Sylveria AWAH ANYE)
CASTS
Sylveria AWAH ANYE
Doreen FONJU
Roseline BAWE
SUNJO Petra BANINLA
Matilde MALADO
Nicoline LUM LAMI
TIFUH Triphina TEACHE
TITA TABI Emmanuel
Adeline SIRI
Desdevo YINYU
AZEMCHAP Brain
Leslie CHEBIENKA
Peter LYONGA
NDZISHANGONG Emeline
CREW
SOUNDTRACKS
LARRY ( Lawrence Tsitsoh)
Richard Kings
SIL.VER
CAMERAMEN
Rene NDJOUBO
Raymond KAMTO
SCREENPLAY
NDZISHANGONG Emeline
EDITING
Tafor ATEH K.
Cletus Mbinghopoh
SYLVERIA AS A DIRECTOR
► Co-directed ENTANGLED with Doreen Fonju.
SYLVERIA AS A PRODUCER
► Producer of LAKESIDE, Executive Producer Albert Wandago , Director / Narration Doreen Fonju.
► Co-Produced ENTANGLED with Doreen Fonju.
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TRIBUTE TO KWASEN GWANGWA’A
That Thursday, that dark Thursday 2007 that I will never forget. Kwasen you were an inspiration to me and to many others. Thank you my Friend and Director. You will ever remain in my heart. By Sylveria Awah Anye.
Ni was a very inspirational person to me, kindhearted and understanding. We will all miss you Ni
I am called Adeline. I am not an actists but I know Ni. He was that very simple quiet and easy going man, why can death be so cruel.
May his good works continue to shine and may the Good Lord forgive all his sins.
May your soul rest in Perfect peace
Ni, we will always love and remember, may the Almighty bless and protect your family.
The Path They Chose
By Akere-Maimo J. Ano-Ebie
Cameroon in deep, deep distress
Hearts outpoured and eyes sore
A nation plunged in a mist of mystery
The heavens threaten, the clouds roar
We wonder: "Are the gods crazy?"
That fateful night all was sullen and dreary
The brakes screeched to eternity
And life squeezed from the literary trinity
Like birds of same feather they flock to eternity
The hands of death struck with much cruelty
A path they chose, a journey of no return
Yonder sky heights they climb
With fast wings and a mission to accomplish
Driving and chattering…Oh! Great Minds!
Towards celestial clouds they soar
To a world of their kind
As I pour out my shattered feelings
My pen stagger, paper watered with hot tears
For a university that lost seven in just two years
A dirge I sing unpleasing to the ears
Cry not…Ugh, poor families and friends
Take courage mamas and children
Life's journey though mysterious we stray
Never too late to say good-bye as we go away
Adieu, les ecrivains...
Quo Fata Vocant Where The Fates Call For B.B & Co.
Poubom Lamy Ney
I
The fates are not retired
Never do they get tired
Clotho encore spins the thread of life
Lachesis still determines its length
Atropos atrociously always cuts it off
And shouts loud A DIEU
II
Even the Nkpe have heard
That B.B has changed Waka in Sawa land
Leaving behind words as miraculous weapons
Orphaned
III
So are they wailing by the unknown wall:
The last supper as book launch
Was a launch with death dessert
Served on the road
For an out-of-earth journey
I can see the trap-like saucer
Deep with seeds of sorrow
For tears over years in fear
And its icy contents of broken lives
As cold as non-life and food for thought
In a glassy car mirroring corpses
If twins are born together
Who would name who die together
Coining the word and their world
Is no more
Say Bate the Bee-song
His honey was more than money
Sugaring the literary coffee
Of all who wish to break the fast
He has left no chance for Ambe
To stage his Disgrace with grace
And far none for Kwasen
To ever reintroduce him in banquets
IV
The zombies are now freer
To read
To bear cruel death as their title
They laugh like beasts of no nation
Who still will denounce their misdeeds
And pronounce and announce their disgrace
When in public Grace-the-country weeps
For being undressed without dowry
For being raped
The Path They Chose
By Akere-Maimo J. Ano-Ebie
Cameroon in deep, deep distress
Hearts outpoured and eyes sore
A nation plunged in a mist of mystery
The heavens threaten, the clouds roar
We wonder: "Are the gods crazy?"
That fateful night all was sullen and dreary
The brakes screeched to eternity
And life squeezed from the literary trinity
Like birds of same feather they flock to eternity
The hands of death struck with much cruelty
A path they chose, a journey of no return
Yonder sky heights they climb
With fast wings and a mission to accomplish
Driving and chattering…Oh! Great Minds!
Towards celestial clouds they soar
To a world of their kind
As I pour out my shattered feelings
My pen stagger, paper watered with hot tears
For a university that lost seven in just two years
A dirge I sing unpleasing to the ears
Cry not…Ugh, poor families and friends
Take courage mamas and children
Life's journey though mysterious we stray
Never too late to say good-bye as we go away
Adieu, les ecrivains...
Quo Fata Vocant Where The Fates Call For B.B & Co.
Poubom Lamy Ney
I
The fates are not retired
Never do they get tired
Clotho encore spins the thread of life
Lachesis still determines its length
Atropos atrociously always cuts it off
And shouts loud A DIEU
II
Even the Nkpe have heard
That B.B has changed Waka in Sawa land
Leaving behind words as miraculous weapons
Orphaned
III
So are they wailing by the unknown wall:
The last supper as book launch
Was a launch with death dessert
Served on the road
For an out-of-earth journey
I can see the trap-like saucer
Deep with seeds of sorrow
For tears over years in fear
And its icy contents of broken lives
As cold as non-life and food for thought
In a glassy car mirroring corpses
If twins are born together
Who would name who die together
Coining the word and their world
Is no more
Say Bate the Bee-song
His honey was more than money
Sugaring the literary coffee
Of all who wish to break the fast
He has left no chance for Ambe
To stage his Disgrace with grace
And far none for Kwasen
To ever reintroduce him in banquets
IV
The zombies are now freer
To read
To bear cruel death as their title
They laugh like beasts of no nation
Who still will denounce their misdeeds
And pronounce and announce their disgrace
When in public Grace-the-country weeps
For being undressed without dowry
For being raped
Bate Besong: Inextinguishable Flame…Timeless Spirit
Kangsen Feka Wakai
Death: a cruel but inevitable transition
Let your blood be libation to the gods
For the sanctification of a benighted nation
Your words are engraved
On the impenetrable caves of eternity
Yours is a timeless echo
That will forever ignite earthquakes
In our consciousness
You:
Patron saint of impassive bards
You:
Medium of clarity-agent of restless ancestors
You:
Pristine conscience of a fragile land
You:
Doughty mercenary of primordial origins
You:
Obasinjom Warrior-spirit in flesh
You:
Genius!
Timeless two-legged sphinx
Your cameo in this tragicomedy
Of ours is not over!
Yours is an eternal song
BB on the mic
Francis Bebey playing Fela's horn
Mongo Beti on drums…the gods are clanging their gongs
You:
Molyko's inextinguishable flame
Singing cantatas and with Okigbo
Scribbling post-modernist epistles with U-Tam'si
You:
Immortal louse inhabiting the bushy hair strands
Of accursed demagogues [our leaders]
They'll forever be sleepless
Your words are a terminal virus
In the shit-filled entrails of these humanoid vultures
BB
Lone pearl in a mound of coarse granite
Your sparkle will forever illuminate us
You:
Volcano of a spirit
Voice of protest
Voice of reason
Voice of hope
You:
Son, brother, father, husband, poet
You:
Teacher, playwright, scholar, critic, muse
You:
Artist, rebel, writer, mentor, friend…
Mind over matter…spirit over flesh…mind over matter…BB lives forever
You:
Inextinguishable flame…timeless spirit
The news came like a dream and I could not believe it
will one day be true. Ni the mentor,Ni the teacher,Ni
the director,Ni the father,NI OUR ALL. It is hard to
accept for the indelible mark he left in my life as a
budding Audio Visual Practitioner.We are buried behind
our different MASKS full of shame wondering what
answers to give the hundreds, the thousands and
millions of impatient fans of CITY MASKS. May the good
Lord Grant YOU Eternal Rest!
Adieu NI!
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He was simplicity, professionalism, humility and sincerity all together to make his incredible, wonderful, beautiful personality, that aura that i have never seen again today. For the little while I knew him, he never made me feel to little, i was not even his student he just appreciated talent and nurtured it. He has left a huge mark in my heart. I hardly celebrate womens day because my sister and I can never forget the hurt we felt when we received that horrible news. I thank God for hi life, If I never had met him, I will never know there truly exist beautiful strangers in this selfish world!!!!!!
PatienceFominyen
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