"You saw how clueless I was when my baby began crying. The women here had to step in and take over. If I was back in Nigeria I would never take a baby out of the house on my own.  said a frazzled 'deji as he started contributing to the discussion" The Nigerian in me sensed his panic earlier when his baby began fretting. He kept rocking the buggy to lull the crying child without any success. A British woman tentatively intervened. This caused other women to chip in. Much as I wanted to help, Chemo was being a bitch and getting

"My young son shat on himself because someone was in the toilet and he could no longer hold it in" I quipped in a low voice laced with pain as I recalled that incident. I saw curious surprise on some of the faces in the room. It was a session where the topic was how to help new arrivals integrate into the community. The large divide in the room was so wide. Some of the attendants has never had any interaction with a black person outside of the office. And seemed clueless on anything to do with the BAME community. "He was

I shuffled wearily into the hall and sat on the first sofa by the door. Camp was taking its toll on me. The seat closest to the door was vacant and I made a beeline for it. A middle-aged female sat there. I plopped myself beside her. And as it happens, we eventually got talking. She drove in to camp from the Netherlands with her mother. "Netherlands?" That far? I thought #Newwineunited was only for people here in the UK" "No. People come from all over" "So where are you originally from?" "Nigeria" I smiled wearily " I hear it is beautiful"

.....missed Part 1? here getting stronger" his plaintive tone cut into me At some point in the conversation; Ruth stood up to get more coffees and after much insistence from both of them, I agreed to a Cappuccino. Although it had begun to rain on a day with a sunny forecast, my stomach roiled at the thought of another coffee. I have already had a latte and a mocha within an hour of arriving at camp. What I craved now was some steaming food. Yet, my Social Intelligence prevailed. "My grouse is from the fact that God can disallow this from happening

The man who sat across from me stood up and nodded his goodbye. Ruth, the woman beside me, went back into her book. Earlier when I walked over, she had offered a warm smile and we had started talking. Found out she was another Brit who had lived in Nigeria. She was here with her husband and their former church family and they drove over from Cardiff to Shepton Mallet . Burrowing further into the warm sofa, I retreated into my cocoon. My phone was back at the tent and there was nothing to do but soak in this stillness. Soon enough

Did you miss Part 1? Here.   ......that God left us examples of people who cried out as they struggled; ElijahJonahJeremiah "All these men despaired enough to voice their grievances. Yet God stooped down to engage and assuage each one" "Why did he not get angry enough to shush them up and make them be big boys and deal with it themselves?  He sent Elijah food. Built Jonah a shade from the scorching sun. If the manufacturer of a product realises how tiring it can get for his creatures and their need for support during trials who are we to ask them