Agonizing tales of Internally Displaced Persons and how they sleep under Cashew Tree and under bridges
Mrs.
Ramatu Peter from Plateau State was enjoying her blissful marriage until the
fateful day members of the Islamic insurgents, Boko Haram, unleashed mayhem,
sorrow and blood on their hitherto peaceful village, burning houses, shooting
and killing everyone in sight.
Many,
according to her, died but the fair- complexioned mother of one was lucky to
escape through the bush with her husband before finding themselves in Abuja
where they were forced to spend some weeks, living under the bridge at the
mercy of hostile weather.
Although
they have left their initial abode under the bridge, their situation has not
improved at a small settlement at new Kuchikworo, an outskirts of the city, and
there are strong indications that she might deliver her second child in the
cement-bag maake-shift hut they live in right now.
Life
under the bridge
Narrating
the torturous story of her battle as victim of insurgency, she recalled: “My
husband and I were among the Jos natives that survived the invasion of our
village by unknown gunmen.”
“It
happened about two years ago when some people they identified as Boko Haram
members invaded our village and killed so many people, burnt many houses and
rendered many homeless. We were very lucky to be among those that survived the
attack and escaped to Abuja.
“When
we arrived Abuja, we had nowhere to stay except under the bridge. We were there
for almost one month and even sometimes stayed without food for a whole day. It
was when my husband started working in the site that we had some level of
respite even though the work was not regular.
“We
were lucky to leave under the bridge and build a batcher with cement bags
somewhere at the outskirts of Abuja called new Kuchikworo where we still live
now with my only child. As I speak to you, I am pregnant and would still
deliver my baby in this place because we are not planning to go back.
“The
experience of watching those Boko Haram members burn houses and slaughter
people still hurts. And we don’t even have enough money to feed let alone
traveling home,” she noted.
Distraught
mom
Fatimah
Abdulahi is a mother of two beautiful girls. She is aged 20, married to Yusuf
Abdullahi, a farmer from Adamawa State. They are blessed with Fatima aged two
and Zainab, who is just three weeks old. The couple lived peacefully until the
enemy struck and unfortunately made them homeless.
Fatimah
and her two children had a sordid experience before escaping the Boko Haram
attack, sleeping in the bush for more two days. The attack by the insurgents,
eventually, rendered them homeless, forcing them to swell the increasing number
of Internally Displaced Persons (IDPs). Today, Fatimah is not even sure if her
husband is alive or otherwise.
The
agonising tale by a 52 year-old father of nine children from Shendam Local
Government Area of Plateau State, Mr. Job Pitman, is even touchier. Speaking to
Abuja Metro, he lamented how his family lived in an uncompleted building on
arrival in Abuja to their present residence under the shed of a cashew tree.
According
to him, sleeping inside the batcher under the tree in Lokogoma, a developing
suburb of Abuja has left him with only pain, tears. He lamented that it was
either thousands of ants invading them or rain drenching the entire family.
Pitman
said: “I first came to Abuja during Olusegun Obasanjo regime and started
working as a helping hand in construction sites. I left my family in Jos
because I was not making enough money from my work to sustain all of us in
Abuja. I put my head anywhere night caught up with me because I had no home.
While
I was still battling to survive and sustain myself here, I received a distress
call from home informing me that all my family would perish if I did not return
to rescue them from the raging communal conflict that broke out in Jos then.
I
had to risk my life, travelled back home and was lucky to rescue my family. I
brought them to Abuja, bought a small land from an indigene at Kuchikworo and
built a small batcher for about 11 of us – my wife and my nine children.
Certainly,
there was no comfort in such place that was not even spacious enough for one
person to live let alone 11 of us, but irrespective of the situation, it is
still better than leaving my family to perish at home.
When
I thought I had got some respite, government demolished the whole place
including my house. I had no choice than to keep the family in an uncompleted
building in one of the sites we go to look for job.
The
site job at a point became irregular because there were more people always
seeking for the few available jobs. I was lucky that the same man who owns the
uncompleted building I kept my family offered me job as security man with a
monthly salary of N10,000. It was not enough but I had to provide my family’s
basic needs.
However,
on completing the building, he evicted us. Frustrated, I relocated my family to
a spot under the shed of cashew trees where many others in our condition live.
It
was a pathetic experience especially during rainy season when we had no choice
than to sleep in the rain-drenched batcher. Sometimes, uncountable number of
ants would invade the whole batcher and make life unbearable.
A
rescue
One
day God sent a messiah in the person of an NGO owner, Adaora Onyechere, to
rescue us. She started helping us, sometimes she would bring us food, but she
later started sending her driver to bring bag of rice, oil, garri and many
other foodstuffs. It was a joyful moment especially when she assisted two of my
children to enroll in school.
When
you stick to the old saying that home remains the best, you would actually
count Pitman out. Apart from admitting that his family still lives in fear even
here in Abuja, the reports they get about their home in Shendam does not
encourage a return.
“I
have no plans of going back home because apart from my inability to raise the
transport fare, my family still tells me they have not recovered from the
trauma of that communal conflict.”
“The
fact is that we are afraid to return home, and from my interactions with the
villagers, they advise me not to come home now because they are fears and
rumours of intentions to attack again by the assailants. I am not
thinking of return for now.
“They
told me that the situation is still very bad and I should stay put where I am
in Abuja. In fact, they even want to join us in Abuja because of the critical
situation they face back home.
“Although
three of my children are married now, however we are just surviving with the
help of Adaora who is still catering for my family because my employer has not
been paying me regularly. Sometimes, he would pay once after owing for two
months. Honestly, life has not been easy for me and my family,” he lamented.
NGO
rescue
The
Pitmans are certainly not the only family living in the agony as about 200
other people find refuge in many deplorable shelters under cashew trees.
However, with the intervention of a Non-Governmental Organisation (NGO),
YellowJerrican Save a Child Foundation, there may soon be light of hope.
According
to the initiator, Adaora Onyechere, it has become very imperative to address
the challenges the IDPs face. She also warned that improper care of the
vulnerable group could pose serious security threat in the FCT and elsewhere.
The
TV presenter also calls that government ought to create a reliable database of
such destitute community and step up action to cater for them. She further
wants NGOs and the governments to work in collaboration to properly address
their needs.
“The
urban procession of these displaced persons is not only a major template for an
increase in violence and crimes but also a corrosive fabric for rebellion and
anti-government, movements through these persons who are highly vulnerable.
“Their
living conditions are very pathetic and there seem to be no deliberate measures
to monitor the movements of these victims. It goes beyond giving them rice and
oil without caring about their health. Some of them are taking to street
hawking but we should know that they are potential tools in the hands of
desperate politicians.
“It
is time for the government agencies and some NGOs to work together and build a
database on IDPs because it will help even in the distribution of resources to
them. More importantly, we have to think of providing rehabilitation skill
acquisition facilities to help make them self-reliant after leaving the
resettlement centres,” she suggested.
Written
by Romanus Ugwu
Agonizing tales of Internally Displaced Persons and how they sleep under Cashew Tree and under bridges
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