Bama
and Damboa, two towns in Borno State, were recently siezed by Boko
Haram. As the military seeks to retake the towns, survivors and
residents recount their stories of horror to Kayode Idowu
‘I’m looking for my two wives, eight children’
How did you escape from Bama?
I
was driving in my car when I heard gunshots everywhere. I rushed back
home to pick my eight children and two wives and I drove towards the
army barracks. As we entered the barracks, suddenly an Air Force fighter
jet started dropping explosives. We were caught between the Boko
Haram’s Armoured Personnel Carriers and the military fighter jets. As I
opened the door of the car to see how we could escape on foot, a stray
bullet grazed my head and I was drenched in blood. In confusion, I ran
but when I saw one of my children running after me, I rushed back to
pick him up and placed him on my shoulders. When I looked back, I saw my
car in flames because it was hit by a bomb. My fear is that my family
could have been killed in the explosion. Up till now, I cannot locate
them despite several and continuous searches. I think they died in the
explosion.
How did you get to the camp?
While
running with some people, including soldiers, we came to a river which
we managed to cross and we continued on foot until we reached Konduga.
The journey took us two days. I paid N700 to transport myself to
Maiduguri. When I got to Maiduguri, I saw some people who had fled Bama
and together, we managed to get the attention of some government
officials who provided buses that conveyed us to Internally Displaced
Persons’ camps at Yerwa and the National Youth Service Corps orientation
camp.
According
to some government officials, the Bama motor park where we initially
stayed was not safe as it was on a major highway and the fear was that
we could be attacked as our number was growing by the hour.
How do you eat in the camp?
We
are provided with adequate food and shelter at the camp but that is not
enough for me as it will not bring back my family. Every day without
them is a nightmare.
Will you return to Bama after the crisis?
If
peace returns, I will like to go back to see what remains of what we
left behind. But my concern is to know if my family members are still
alive, every other thing comes second.
How do you feel about living in a camp?
I am satisfied with the sanitary condition; we have toilets and bathrooms for males and females.
— Umar Aisami, 30-yr-old driver
Some infants died of thirst — Mohammed
How did you leave Bama?
During
the early morning prayer time, there were sounds of gunshots
everywhere. In confusion, my family ran out and I also ran. We all ran
towards the army barracks, but there were gunshots coming from that
direction too. We had to run back towards the river. When we got to the
river side, the little ones were taken to safety by some swimmers
because the river was wide. The men among us ran through the bush. On
our way, we saw bodies of infants who died due to thirst and harsh
conditions. We saw two corpses. We trekked from Bama to Kawuri in
Konduga through the bush before getting a vehicle that conveyed us to
Maiduguri. We slept over in some empty houses in Kawuri and continued
the journey to Konduga the next day on foot. I was with one of my
children and a bicycle I was able to retrieve while fleeing. We paid
N600 to transport ourselves to Maiduguri.
How did you get to the camp from Maiduguri?
When
we got to Bama Motor Park in Maiduguri, I saw many people who had fled
from Bama. When we saw one another, we all burst into tears and wept
badly. Then we were told that arrangements had been made for us at the
NYSC orientation camp and Yerwa Girls Secondary School. It was from the
park that we were transported to the NYSC camp.
It was when I got to the camp that the reality dawned on me that I could not locate my family members.
How many are they?
There
are 12 of them: eight children, one wife, my elder brother, my mother
and father. Only one of my nine children is with me. Till this moment,
it has been hard to sleep deeply because I keep thinking about them. I
cannot eat well too. Whenever I see people with children, I weep
wondering what could have happened to my family.
How is life in the camp?
We
have a place to sleep at the camp. We are given food three times in a
day but the pains of not seeing my family is telling on my health.
Where do you sleep?
I
have been sleeping in the open on the parade ground. They have given us
mosquito nets, mattresses and blankets. Though I would have loved to be
given a room, my major concern is the return of my
We fled as soldiers ran — Abubakar
Why did you leave Bama?
We
started hearing gunshots and explosions around 4:20am while some of us
were praying and others were preparing to join in prayers. We were used
to the military giving warnings but this time, the sound was quite
unusual and we came out of our houses with the little arms we had, some
with cutlasses, swords and other defensive tools. We started noticing
movement of soldiers from the different roadblocks mounted by the
Nigerian Army. What was unusual about their movement was that they were
moving with their baggage which made us suspect that they were also
fleeing. Then we also took to our heels moving towards the barracks.
Fortunately, for us, when the insurgents attacked the barracks, a
soldier took us in his Hilux van and we ran. But while fleeing, he
rammed the van into a fence and from there we escaped, leaving behind
the van. Those of us fleeing were about 40. We left Bama around 10am on
the fateful day and reached a village called Ajiri near Kawuri at about
2pm. We later moved to Kawuri where we met some soldiers who were
stationed there. We also met some volunteers who came with vehicles from
Maiduguri to convey the displaced persons. The soldiers in our midst
stayed with their colleagues at Kawuri and we moved to Maiduguri. We
were dropped at a primary school near Bama Motor Park in Maiduguri. We
slept over there and food was provided for us from well-meaning people
of the society. From there, the government brought us to the NYSC
orientation camp.
How do you feed?
We
lack no food and we have been accommodated. The food is so much that
even some have been coming from within the town whenever it is time for
lunch to eat with us.
What of your family?
I
have a wife and four children but I am with only one of my children. My
mother, my wife and three children are still missing. Even though there
is so much food, I have lost appetite because I’m yet to see my family.
— Abubakar Mohammed, 38
Everything I worked for is gone — Manjari
How did you escape from Damboa?
On
that fateful day, I was at home preparing for my next business trip to
some villages which was to come up the following day. Suddenly, we heard
deafening sounds of gunshots and explosions. It then dawned on us that
we were in trouble. On Friday morning, when the insurgents began to go
on rampage, killing and burning at will, I tried staying indoors
thinking that women were not targeted but I was dead wrong. The
insurgents invaded our home and ordered me to take my praying mat and
leave the house without anything else and from that moment till now, I
have not recovered because right before my eyes all I laboured for went
in flames as they set the house ablaze. Thank God, my children are all
alive but we have to start all over again.
Will you go back to Damboa?
Yes,
I wish to return to Damboa one day to see how I can re-launch myself.
There is no place like home and mine is not different, Damboa is still
on my mind.
— Zainab Bukar Manjari, 50-yr-old businesswoman
I don’t know the fate of my relatives — Bukar
How did you leave Damboa?
The
insurgents attacked our town on Thursday evening. That day, I was busy
trying to tidy up our house because we were expecting some relatives who
were displaced from some villages by the insurgents. Then on Friday
morning, the insurgents came to our house and ordered me (being the only
occupant) to vacate it, they also instructed that I take nothing with
me while leaving. I managed to leave the town through the bush path and
resurfaced around the Mandaragarau area of Biu before help came our way
from the Biu Local Government Council. After a few days in Biu, we moved
through Gombe to our final stop in Maiduguri.
Will you return to Damboa?
Our
stay in Maiduguri is temporary because once our town is fully
reclaimed, I will not waste time in returning to see what remains of my
property. My prayers are for my relatives to be alive and safe wherever
they may be because till this moment, I have not heard from them or
about them.
My pregnant sister was kidnapped — Grema
How did you flee your town?
I
was doing the usual domestic chores when I heard gunshots from almost
all directions. It was as if we were surrounded and the residents became
apprehensive that the insurgents must have come to attack the town. It
was a Thursday evening. We fled to a village on the Damboa/ Biu road and
returned the next morning thinking that it was the usual way of their
operations which would only last for a few hours but we were wrong.
Alas! On Friday, the insurgents were more ferocious, they went on a
killing and burning spree which forced us to flee to Biu. We were driven
by a family friend in my husband’s car to Gombe, then we came to
Maiduguri where we were able to finally secure an accommodation. My
greatest worry is the abduction of my pregnant younger sister and three
children who were orphaned when the insurgents killed their father. We
left Damboa with nothing but we thank God we are alive.
Do you want to go back to Damboa?
I will return to Damboa if the town is secured.
Boko Haram wanted to burn us alive — Bulama
How did you escape?
On
that Thursday evening when the insurgents struck, I was at my
neighbour’s house to see their daughter who was ill and suddenly, there
were gunshots from all directions and people were running
helter-skelter. There and then, I knew we were in trouble. For close to
five hours, sounds of gunshots and explosives rent the air and no one
seemed to know the situation as we all remained indoors. After sometime,
the firing stopped and we heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the
insurgent must have finished the business for the day and left but, we
were dead wrong as they went from house to house checking for males to
kill. Meanwhile, all I was thinking about was my home and children who
were also traders at the main market; there was no way for me to move
out of the neighbour’s house due to the fear of the unknown as one could
never tell with insurgents who are always unpredictable. As I battled
with these thoughts of my home, children and the insurgents, we resorted
to prayers which seemed to be answered, when the insurgents started
shouting out that, women were not their target and were free to stay in
the town. I managed to move out after closely watching the movement of
some women within our area which indicated that the insurgents were
keeping their words. On reaching home, I met everything turned inside
out. A few minutes after my arrival, my sister-in-law came in and
informed me that my two sons had escaped through Chibok disguised as
women in clothes she provided them with. I felt relieved and thanked
her.
When did you leave?
We
spent the night in great fear but kept on praying. The next morning,
which was Friday, the insurgents started burning and killing again and
ordered us to vacate our homes or risk being burnt alive. We had no
option than to run away, leaving behind all our properties. In fact, I
left home in a faded dress and headed towards Chibok through the bush
path on foot and continued the journey to Biu which took me two and a
half days to complete. I survived on water and fruits. In Biu, I met
some of our people who had also fled from Damboa and was told that our
houses were burnt down by the insurgents and it was a painful one for me
especially, because all my earnings were kept at home that day. From
Biu, I moved again to Gombe where my sons relocated to, after their
escape from Damboa; together we moved to Maiduguri before they returned
to Gombe to start a new life.
Have you ever considered returning to your home town?
I
am grateful for the lives spared and would gladly return to Damboa
anytime peace is restored to the town because there is no place like
home.
I spent two days in the forest — Zara
How did you get here?
I
went to Damboa for holiday. I am a student of Yerwa Government Girls
Secondary School in Maiduguri. I had barely spent a week when the
insurgents attacked our town, Damboa, on a Thursday evening. And it
became worse on Friday. We managed to escape on Saturday morning. My
step-mother took us towards Biu through the bush path for two days; it
was a horrible experience that will forever remain with me.
Do you wish to return to Damboa?
No one will convince me to return to Damboa after what I went through. I am done with the town for now.
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