I thought my life was changing for the best, but inside the camp is another stage of life. I used all my savings to buy things for the camp. Things were expensive inside their market and you can't go out to buy what you needed. At the gate the officer will welcome you nicely and search if you have any iron metal in case there's a fight in the hostel. I did my registration, got my ticket meal and my uniform. The next day, we were out for the military training as Corp members ,they call it semi training. My own was not the training but I have no money to eat well. And I heard they will not pay us until the last week. I need to survive in that camp I starting making friends that we feed me . Meanwhile they serve us food three times day but the queue is too much, being a mother makes me eat a bit too much. I was happy in the camp. The training and the starving and my mind telling me I have no money is weighing me down. I started asking people for help, I will be scrolling my contacts list to check who to call or not, I called one of my friend in school Christian who helped me with sum amount of money, I greeted him. I went to Miami market buy things I need in the camp and sent some money home because of my daughter. Their tea in that camp is just colored hot water, the only food you enjoyed there is rice which they only cook on Sunday. The water we used in the camp changed my skin color and rashes. I experience real hungry, stress, and frustration inside the camp. At least who rescued me was Chidi, he started sending me money every two for my up keep , I now have the energy to participate in the marching competition and games organized by the government . We started communicating again, he never missed to call me after work. We continue our little love on the phone. He gave me that assurance that I was looking for in a man again. He has time for me now, things we changing for the best. One day inside the camp I ask myself do I really want to be a second wife and I heard myself said no I don't want. I started avoiding he calls, I know he is not happy but I can't help it . I did my three weeks camp in peace. I was posted to one community to complete my one year program. The year has it own lesson , trial, challenges and hardship with I face it all, believing that one day it will be a story to tell the young generation.
