" group A. Fifty laps "
"Group B. One hundred push ups"
"Group C. Proceed to the electric studio"
Our chief in command announced our punishments for not obeying the rules. In our place, here in Africa. You need to be strong, brave enough to face the war that came from angry countries. We need to survive and win this battle, no matter what. Our principles are not enough to stop the other countries from making such horrible things just so our country, will die on its place and say goodbye to our beloved mother earth.
"You all need to be strong! Guard your heart, open your eyes, prepare your mind, and protect this country!. Protect our continent." Our chief in command reminds us the reality. We broke the rules, so we need to be punished. We stole some heavy guns, bombs, trucks, and even old people. Just to save them from any harm. That surely will come.
I now realized our mistake. I now realized how cruel this people who only thinks about their selves, selfish indeed. I am not a soldier for nothing. I'm not giving orders instead I'm the one who served. I'm not brave but I have my own strength. I'm not afraid of someone but I'm afraid of something. I am Yna Carleen Marzanto, woman of Africa. And I have my own beliefs 'Africa my beginning, Africa my end. I was born here, and I will die here'. This is my place. This is my continent. No one can kill me, not in other countries. But surely here in Africa.
