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There were so many things I found despicable about Boko Haram … well, except one thing. I am not quite sure if ‘admiration’ is the right word to use here, but how well-organized they were as a terrorist group was worthy of admiration. They were so organized and circumspect in every activity that it was […]

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It was 3:50 am and I was up already before the call to prayer. I still wasn’t used to the 5 daily prayers and all that came with being a Muslim. But there was something I liked about Fajr: the dawn prayers. Very few of the militants showed up. The ones that did, joined us […]

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My mind was empty as I sat hugging my knees in the bed of the truck. I had lost the creative ability to form a thought in my head. It all happened so fast I wish I could just call for a time out and step out of the nightmare to have a better view – […]

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We arrived at the church premises later than we expected. It was my idea that we walk from the junction to the church after alighting at the bus stop.  Senyo took charge of the conversation as we walked the dusty road leading to the church. He kept talking at such a pace that he ran […]

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