BY ISRAEL USULOR Early in the morning of the second day of camp, we congregated in a small hall which could barely contain…
BY ISRAEL USULOR “Go there go do registration”, said the security man at the gate after frisking through my Ghana Must Go Bag.…
BY ISRAEL USULOR The red saloon car glided past Benue Links Motor Park and halted just before Wurukum Roundabout. I was the first…