Ayant pass\u00e9 6 ans de ma vie dans une universit\u00e9 dans cette partie du pays, je n\u2019arrivais pas \u00e0 me faire \u00e0 l\u2019id\u00e9e v\u00e9hicul\u00e9e par certains m\u00e9dias que les nordistes \u00e9taient des terroristes. C\u2019est dans ce climat d\u00e9l\u00e9t\u00e8re que je d\u00e9cide en 2017 d\u2019aller au Nord du pays afin de t\u00e9moigner de ce qui s\u2019y passe.<\/p>\r\n
\u00c0 Gazawa, ville situ\u00e9e \u00e0 une trentaine de kilom\u00e8tres de Maroua o\u00f9 a eu lieu l\u2019attaque la plus sanglante de Boko haram, j\u2019ai rencontr\u00e9 ceux et celles qu\u2019on appelle \u00ab\u00a0Les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s<\/strong>\u00a0\u00bb. Il s\u2019agit des Camerounais\u00b7es vivant dans les villages et villes frontaliers au Nig\u00e9ria qu\u2019on a d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s vers des endroits o\u00f9 la pr\u00e9sence de l\u2019arm\u00e9e est effective. Leur installation bien que temporaire a \u00e9t\u00e9 la source de beaucoup de probl\u00e8mes. L\u2019acc\u00e8s \u00e0 la terre leur est refus\u00e9 par la population autochtone. Le logement est presque inaccessible \u00e0 cause des loyers \u00e9lev\u00e9s.<\/p>\r\n Les ONG telles que la Croix Rouge (CR) se sont mobilis\u00e9es. La CR a administr\u00e9 les soins m\u00e9dicaux et a mis sur place un programme d\u2019aide alimentaire (de juin \u00e0 septembre 2017). D\u2019autres projets ont \u00e9t\u00e9 mis sur pied par la CR afin de rendre ind\u00e9pendants les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s camerounais\u00b7e\u00b7s. Ces projets, \u00e0 mon avis, n\u2019ont pas \u00e9t\u00e9 forg\u00e9s sur une \u00e9tude s\u00e9rieuse du terrain. Je prends pour exemple le projet du moulin \u00e0 moudre le ma\u00efs. La CR a demand\u00e9 aux femmes en situation pr\u00e9caire de se r\u00e9unir afin de g\u00e9rer un moulin dont l\u2019achat a \u00e9t\u00e9 financ\u00e9 par la CR. L\u2019argent produit par le moulin est cens\u00e9 am\u00e9liorer le quotidien des familles et acheter le gasoil n\u00e9cessaire au fonctionnement de la machine. Le b\u00e9mol dans cette histoire \u00e9tant le gasoil. Comment rentabiliser une machine qui fonctionne au gasoil dans une contr\u00e9e o\u00f9 il y a de l\u2019\u00e9lectricit\u00e9 \u00e0 bon prix et des machines \u00e0 moudre qui fonctionnent \u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9lectricit\u00e9? La machine est \u00e0 l\u2019abandon et ne profite \u00e0 personne!<\/p>\r\n Le camp des r\u00e9fugi\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s g\u00e9r\u00e9 par le HCR est \u00e0 quelques encablures de Gazawa et n\u2019accueille pas les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s camerounais\u00b7es. Les r\u00e9fugi\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s nig\u00e9rian\u00b7e\u00b7s qui y vivent sont pris en charge \u00e0 100 % et cette situation est une source de frustrations pour les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s qui se sentent abandonner par l\u2019\u00c9tat camerounais et la communaut\u00e9 internationale.<\/p>\r\n J\u2019ai voulu \u00e0 travers ces portraits montrer ces visages qui endurent ces maux, cette douleur, cette injustice. Ces personnes qui n\u2019ont pas demand\u00e9 \u00e0 \u00eatre l\u00e0, ces personnes qui ont perdu chacune des membres de leur famille. Ces personnes qui ont pour unique r\u00eave soit un toit, soit de la nourriture.<\/p>\r\n Ces Camerounais\u00b7es, ces humains qui par notre faute, le fait que nous pr\u00e9f\u00e9rions regarder ailleurs, risquent de se transformer en des extr\u00e9mistes\u2026<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n Cameroon, its northern regions and the Far North experienced in 2015 the atrocity of terrorist attacks perpetrated by the Islamist sect Boko Haram<\/strong>. The government declared war on this abomination and the Cameroonian people followed by mobilizing behind their army. Terrorist attacks have not stopped and psychosis has set in. Psychosis that has damaged the unity of the country. In the South distrust of northerners has settled down and northern Cameroonians have felt abandoned by the inhabitants of the South.<\/p>\r\n Having spent 6 years of my life in a university in this part of the country, I could not get used to the idea conveyed by some media that the northerners were terrorists. It is in this deleterious climate that I decide in 2017 to go to the North of the country to witness what happens there.<\/p>\r\n In Gazawa, a town about thirty kilometers from Maroua where the bloodiest attack of Boko haram took place, I met the so-called \"The displaced<\/strong>\". These are Cameroonians living in villages and border towns in Nigeria that were moved to places where the presence of the army is effective. Their installation although temporary was the source of many problems. Access to land is denied to them by the indigenous population. Housing is almost inaccessible because of high rents.<\/p>\r\n INGOs such as the Red Cross (RC) have mobilized. The RC administered the medical care and set up a food aid program (from June to September 2017). Other projects have been set up by the CR to make IDPs independent. These projects in my opinion have not been forged on a serious study of the field. I take as an example the mill grinding mill project. The RC asked women in precarious situations to meet to manage a mill whose purchase was financed by the RC. The money produced by the mill is supposed to improve the daily life of the families and buy the diesel necessary for the operation of the machine. The downside in this story is the diesel. How to make a machine that runs on diesel in a country where there is electricity at a good price and grinding machines that run on electricity? The machine is abandoned and does not benefit anyone!<\/p>\r\n The refugee camp run by UNHCR is a stone's throw away from Gazawa and does not accommodate displaced Cameroonians. The Nigerian refugees living there are 100% cared for and this situation is a source of frustration for the displaced who feel abandoned by the Cameroonian State and the international community.<\/p>\r\n Through these portraits, I wanted to show those faces that endure these evils, this pain, this injustice. Those people who did not ask to be there, those people who have lost every member of their family. These people whose only dream is a roof, or food.<\/p>\r\n These Cameroonians, these humans who by our fault, the fact that we prefer to look elsewhere, may turn into extremists...<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n I come from Mitica village where I was married to a Nigerian who stayed there. I live for 4 years in Gazawa with my son. To meet my needs, I make chechias at a rate of one per week that I sell on the Gazawa market at 2,000 FCFA. I would love to eat so much. I miss my husband, but the fear is still too much for me to return to Mitica. I lost my mother-in-law during a Boko Haram attack.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n Je m\u2019appelle DJANABOU MOUMINI<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\r\n Je viens du village Mitica o\u00f9 j\u2019\u00e9tais mari\u00e9e \u00e0 un Nig\u00e9rian qui y est rest\u00e9. Je vis depuis 4 ans \u00e0 Gazawa avec mon fils. Pour subvenir \u00e0 mes besoins, je confectionne des ch\u00e9chias \u00e0 raison d\u2019une par semaine que je vends sur le march\u00e9 de Gazawa \u00e0 2\u00a0000 F\u00a0CFA. J\u2019aimerais tant manger \u00e0 ma faim. Mon mari me manque, mais la peur est encore trop pr\u00e9sente pour que je retourne \u00e0 Mitica. J\u2019ai perdu ma belle-m\u00e8re lors d\u2019une attaque de Boko haram.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n Je m\u2019appelle KOMI ALADJI SALE<\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n Je viens de Fotokol o\u00f9 j\u2019avais une activit\u00e9 florissante dans l\u2019agriculture. \u00c7a fait 3 ans que j\u2019ai \u00e9t\u00e9 d\u00e9plac\u00e9 \u00e0 Gazawa par l\u2019arm\u00e9e camerounaise. Ici, je n\u2019ai pas acc\u00e8s \u00e0 la terre. Pour survivre je me suis recycl\u00e9 en marabout. J\u2019ai 7 personnes \u00e0 charges donc 4 enfants de mon grand fr\u00e8re. Les terroristes ont assassin\u00e9 ma m\u00e8re, mon grand-p\u00e8re et 2 de mes oncles. Malgr\u00e9 l\u2019ins\u00e9curit\u00e9, je compte rentrer \u00e0 Fotokol, car la vie \u00e0 Gazawa est tr\u00e8s difficile.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n My name is <\/em>KOMI ALADJI SALE<\/em><\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\r\n I come from Fotokol where I had a flourishing activity in agriculture. It\u2019s been 3 years since I was moved to Gazawa by the Cameroonian army. Here, I do not have access to the land. To survive I recycled myself into a marabout. I have 7 dependents so 4 children of my big brother. The terrorists murdered my mother, my grandfather and 2 of my uncles. Despite the insecurity, I intend to return to Fotokol because life in Gazawa is very difficult.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n I am a farmer who unfortunately cannot access the land in Gazawa. This is the solution found by the natives so that we, the displaced, do not settle here. We do not receive any help and to feed my family (15 people) I am forced to beg my children in the market place.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\nJe m\u2019appelle ALADJI OUMATE<\/strong>.<\/em>\r\n Je suis un agriculteur qui ne peut malheureusement pas acc\u00e9der \u00e0 la terre \u00e0 Gazawa. C\u2019est la solution qu\u2019ont trouv\u00e9e les autochtones afin que nous, les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s, ne nous s\u00e9dentarisons pas ici. Nous ne recevons aucune aide et pour nourrir ma famille (15 personnes) je suis oblig\u00e9 de faire mendier mes enfants sur la place du march\u00e9.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n Je m\u2019appelle NAFISSATOU HAMAN DJOUMA.<\/strong><\/p>\r\n Avant ma venue \u00e0 Gazawa il y a 3 ans je menais une vie paisible avec mon mari et nos 4 enfants \u00e0 Assighassia o\u00f9 il vendait de l\u2019essence. Il a \u00e9t\u00e9 sauvagement tu\u00e9 lors d\u2019une attaque terroriste et depuis je dois m\u2019occuper toute seule de nos enfants donc un est sourd. Pour m\u2019aider \u00e0 nourrir mes enfants la Croix Rouge m\u2019a admis dans un groupe de femmes responsables de la gestion d\u2019un moulin \u00e0 moudre le ma\u00efs qui fonctionne au gasoil. L\u2019op\u00e9ration a \u00e9t\u00e9 un \u00e9chec, le gasoil \u00e9tant plus couteux que l\u2019\u00e9lectricit\u00e9 qu\u2019utilisent les propri\u00e9taires de moulins install\u00e9s \u00e0 Gazawa. Je souhaite que mes enfants fassent des \u00e9tudes en m\u00e9decine.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n My name is NAFISSATOU HAMAN DJOUMA<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\r\n Before I came to Gazawa 3 years ago I led a peaceful life with my husband and our 4 children in Assighassia where he sold gasoline. He was savagely killed in a terrorist attack and since then I have to take care of our children alone so one is deaf. To help me feed my children, the <\/em>Red Cross admitted me to a group of women who are in charge of running a grist mill running on diesel fuel. The operation was a failure, the diesel being more expensive than the electricity used by the owners of mills installed in Gazawa. I wish my children to study medicine.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n My name is BOUKAR YAMKA<\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n After the death of many members of my family following an attack by Boko Haram, I ended up with about 15 dependents so 5 live with me in Gazawa for 3 years. I work as a seasonal worker in onion fields to feed my family. I hope to return one day to my village in Assighassia.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n Je m\u2019appelle BOUKAR YAMKA<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\r\n Apr\u00e8s la mort de nombreux membres de ma famille suite \u00e0 une attaque de Boko haram, je me suis retrouv\u00e9 avec une quinzaine de personnes \u00e0 charge donc 5 vivent avec moi \u00e0 Gazawa depuis 3 ans. Je travaille comme saisonnier dans les champs d\u2019oignons afin de nourrir ma famille. J\u2019esp\u00e8re retourner un jour dans mon village \u00e0 Assighassia.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n Je m\u2019appelle A\u00cfSSATOU ADAMOU<\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n J\u2019ai perdu dix membres de ma famille dont mon grand-p\u00e8re et deux de mes enfants. Pour nous nourrir mon mari fait des petits boulots dans les champs d\u2019oignons o\u00f9 la journ\u00e9e de travail (6h-17h) est pay\u00e9e 1\u00a0000\u00a0F\u00a0CFA.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n J\u2019esp\u00e8re un jour rentrer chez-moi \u00e0 Djibrili.<\/p>\r\n My name is A\u00cfSSATOU ADAMOU<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\r\n I lost ten members of my family including my grandfather and two of my children. To feed us my husband does odd jobs in the fields of onions where the working day (6h-17h) is paid 1,000 FCFA.I hope to return home one day to Djibrili.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n My name is DAOUDA ABOUBAKAR<\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n I come from Assighassia and it\u2019s been 2 years since I settled in Gazawa. Under my roof I have the responsibility of 16 people so 12 children. I had<\/p>\r\n a good life in Assighassia, here it is misery. We are waiting in vain for the help of the Cameroonian government that has moved us here. My dearest wish is to be able to feed my family and to house it in more decent conditions.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n Je m\u2019appelle DAOUDA ABOUBAKAR<\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n Je viens d\u2019Assighassia et \u00e7a fait 2 ans que je suis install\u00e9 \u00e0 Gazawa. Sous mon toit j\u2019ai la responsabilit\u00e9 de 16 personnes donc 12 enfants. J\u2019avais une belle vie \u00e0 Assighassia, ici c\u2019est la mis\u00e8re. Nous attendons en vain de l\u2019aide du gouvernement camerounais qui nous a d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s pour ici. Mon souhait le plus cher est de pouvoir nourrir ma famille et la loger dans des conditions plus d\u00e9centes.<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n Je m\u2019appelle MAHAMADOU KALOVA<\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n Ma famille a \u00e9t\u00e9 d\u00e9vast\u00e9e par les islamistes de Boko haram. J\u2019ai perdu lors de l\u2019attaque de mon village Djibrilli mon fils, mon fr\u00e8re et mon beau-fils. Je vis depuis 2 ans \u00e0 Gazawa avec 4 personnes \u00e0 ma charge. Manger et nous loger convenablement sont notre obsession quotidienne.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n My name is MAHAMADOU KALOVA<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\r\n My family was devastated by the Islamists of Boko Haram. I lost during the attack of my village Djibrilli my son, my brother and my son-in-law. I live for 2 years in Gazawa with 4 people in my charge. Eating and housing properly are our daily obsession.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n My name is AMINA OUMAROU<\/strong>.<\/p>\r\n I am the wife of BOUKAR NAHARG<\/strong>. We both arrived in Gazawa 3 years ago. There is no work for my husband. We have four people in charge here and eleven who stayed in Djibrili because they do not have a national identity card. I lost a child, killed by the terrorists.<\/p>\r\n ***<\/p>\r\n Je m\u2019appelle AMINA OUMAROU<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\r\n Je suis l\u2019\u00e9pouse de BOUKAR NAHARG<\/strong>. Nous sommes tous les deux arriv\u00e9s \u00e0 Gazawa il y a 3 ans. Il n\u2019y a pas de travail pour mon mari. Nous avons quatre personnes en charge ici et onze qui sont rest\u00e9es \u00e0 Djibrili parce qu\u2019elles n\u2019ont pas de carte nationale d\u2019identit\u00e9. J\u2019ai perdu un enfant, tu\u00e9 par les terroristes.<\/em><\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n Born in 1982 in Cameroon where he lives and works, the visual artist Yvon NGASSAM <\/strong>has timidly arrived at the visual arts through urban music (producer of beats with his label FREEK\u20191 Entertainment). His curiosity and his appetite for knowledge in the field of art will gradually lead him to meetings that will change the course of his career. Originally from the region of West Cameroon, he enrolled at the University of Ngaound\u00e9r\u00e9 in the Faculty of Economics and Management (in the northern part of the country) after obtaining a bachelor\u2019s degree in mathematics and physics. But sometime later, the desire to quench his growing curiosity makes him leave this part of the country and attracts Yvon to elsewhere. Always in search of knowledge but still more, of know-how, Yvon enrolls in the school of the self-learning, notably by cumulating the experiences of ground, in the field of the cinema where he rubs thanks to solicitations outside, on camera, but in a much more professional way. With the photographer Herv\u00e9 DANGLA in Cameroon, he will carry out mini-documentaries on nature-building cohabitation with the photographer Herv\u00e9 DANGLA in Cameroon, shortly before and during the triennale SUD (Salon Urbain de Douala), as part of the \u201cCarnet de Villes\u201d project. will lead to more interest in the importance of photography or documentary as a trace of time. The artist expresses herself through photography, video art, sound and sculpture recently. Yvon NGASSAM was part of the official selection of DAK\u2019ART 2018<\/strong>, curated by Simon NJAMI. His work explores several thematic fields, such as memory (in its historical and anthropological aspect), body, space, travel.<\/p>\r\n Landry MBASSI<\/strong>, Curator<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n N\u00e9 en 1982 au Cameroun o\u00f9 il vit et travaille, le plasticien Yvon NGASSAM <\/strong>est timidement arriv\u00e9 aux arts visuels en passant par la musique urbaine (producteur de beats avec son label FREEK\u20191 Entertainment). Sa curiosit\u00e9 et son app\u00e9tence de connaissances dans le domaine de l\u2019art vont progressivement le mener \u00e0 des rencontres qui vont changer le cours de sa carri\u00e8re. Originaire de la r\u00e9gion de l\u2019Ouest-Cameroun, il s\u2019inscrit \u00e0 l\u2019Universit\u00e9 de Ngaound\u00e9r\u00e9 en facult\u00e9 d\u2019\u00e9conomie et de gestion (dans la partie septentrionale du pays) apr\u00e8s l\u2019obtention de son baccalaur\u00e9at en math\u00e9matiques et physique. Mais quelques temps apr\u00e8s, le d\u00e9sir d\u2019\u00e9tancher sa curiosit\u00e9 grandissante le fait partir de cette partie du pays et attire Yvon vers l\u2019ailleurs. Toujours en qu\u00eate de savoirs mais plus encore, de savoir-faire, Yvon s\u2019inscrit \u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9cole de l\u2019auto-apprentissage, notamment en cumulant les exp\u00e9riences de terrain, dans le domaine du cin\u00e9ma o\u00f9 il se frotte gr\u00e2ce \u00e0 des sollicitations ext\u00e9rieures, \u00e0 la cam\u00e9ra, mais de mani\u00e8re beaucoup plus professionnelle. Il r\u00e9alisera avec le photographe Herv\u00e9 DANGLA de passage au Cameroun, peu avant et pendant la triennale SUD (Salon Urbain de Douala), dans le cadre du projet \u00ab\u00a0Carnet de villes\u00a0\u00bb, des mini-documentaires sur la cohabitation nature-b\u00e2tisse qui l\u2019am\u00e8neront \u00e0 s\u2019int\u00e9resser davantage \u00e0 l\u2019importance de la photographie ou du documentaire comme trace du temps. L\u2019artiste s\u2019exprime \u00e0 travers la photographie, la vid\u00e9o d\u2019art, le son et la sculpture depuis peu. Yvon NGASSAM a fait partie de la s\u00e9lection officielle du DAK\u2019ART 2018<\/strong>, commissari\u00e9e par Simon NJAMI. Son travail explore plusieurs champs th\u00e9matiques, comme la m\u00e9moire (dans son versant historique et anthropologique), le corps, l\u2019espace, le voyage.<\/em><\/p>\r\n Landry MBASSI<\/strong>, Commissaire d\u2019exposition<\/em><\/p>\r\n ","rendered":" R\u00e9sum\u00e9 : <\/strong><\/p>\n Les Oubli\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s<\/em> est une s\u00e9rie tir\u00e9e de l’exposition TRACES pr\u00e9sent\u00e9e en premi\u00e8re \u00e0 l\u2019Espace doual\u2019art du 16 octobre au 27 novembre 2021. Appareil photo \u00e0 la main, l\u2019artiste Yvon Ngassam a point\u00e9 son objectif sur les invisibles de la crise de Boko haram qui affecte s\u00e9rieusement la stabilit\u00e9 du bassin du Lac Tchad. C\u00f4t\u00e9 Cameroun, on y d\u00e9couvre des drames individuels qui font retentir la d\u00e9tresse collective des populations d\u00e9plac\u00e9es. Dans la douleur des atrocit\u00e9s, l\u2019humain r\u00eave entres autres de pain, de retour \u00e0 la stabilit\u00e9, d\u2019un avenir radieux pour sa descendance, pour l\u2019humanit\u00e9 et lui-m\u00eame, sans jamais pouvoir v\u00e9ritablement panser les cicatrices de ce pass\u00e9 qui peine \u00e0 s\u2019effacer. Enfants, femmes, jeunes, vieux et vieilles vivent le d\u00e9placement en \u00e9coutant leur exp\u00e9rience et leurs esp\u00e9rances. L\u2019espoir n\u2019est jamais bien loin pour ces gens dont on ne parle que le temps d\u2019un reportage, d\u2019un article ou d\u2019une exposition. \u00c0 la r\u00e9alit\u00e9, chaque artiste utilise son moyen d\u2019expression pour parler \u00e0 la conscience humaine, appeler \u00e0 plus de responsabilit\u00e9 et pousser \u00e0 l\u2019action. Dans ce travail, l\u2019art est mis au service de l\u2019humanit\u00e9 en donnant la parole aux sans-voix.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Mots-cl\u00e9s : <\/strong>art<\/a>, Boko haram<\/a>, Cameroun<\/a>, d\u00e9plac\u00e9<\/a>, terrorisme<\/a>, Yvon Ngassam<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n Abstract : <\/strong><\/p>\n Les Oubli\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s<\/em> is a series from the exhibition TRACES premiering at Espace doual’art from October 16 to November 27, 2021. With his camera in hand, artist Yvon Ngassam has focused his lens on the invisible people of the Boko Haram crisis, which is seriously affecting the stability of the Lake Chad basin. On the Cameroon side, we discover individual dramas that echo the collective distress of displaced populations. In the pain of the atrocities, humans dream, among other things, of bread, a return to stability, a bright future for their descendants, for humanity and for themselves, without ever being able to truly heal the scars of this past that is struggling to fade. Children, women, young people, old people live the displacement by listening to their experience and their hopes. Hope is never far away for these people, who are only mentioned in a report, an article or an exhibition. In reality, each artist uses his or her medium to speak to the human conscience, to call for more responsibility and to push for action. In this work, art is put at the service of humanity by giving a voice to the voiceless.<\/p>\n Translated with www.DeepL.com\/Translator (free version)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n Keywords : <\/strong>art<\/a>, Boko haram<\/a>, Cameroon<\/a>, displaced<\/a>, terrorism<\/a>, Yvon Ngassam<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n Historique de l’article<\/strong> <\/p>\n Le Cameroun, ses r\u00e9gions du Nord et de l\u2019Extr\u00eame-Nord ont connu en 2015 l\u2019atrocit\u00e9 des attentats terroristes perp\u00e9tr\u00e9s par la secte islamiste Boko haram<\/strong>. Le gouvernement a d\u00e9clar\u00e9 la guerre \u00e0 cette abomination et le peuple camerounais a suivi en se mobilisant derri\u00e8re son arm\u00e9e. Les attaques terroristes n\u2019ont pas cess\u00e9 et la psychose s\u2019est install\u00e9e\u00a0; psychose qui a mis \u00e0 mal l\u2019unit\u00e9 du pays. Au Sud, la m\u00e9fiance envers les ressortissants du Nord s\u2019est install\u00e9e et les Camerounais\u00b7es du Nord se sont sentis abandonner par les habitant\u00b7e\u00b7s du grand Sud.<\/p>\n Ayant pass\u00e9 6 ans de ma vie dans une universit\u00e9 dans cette partie du pays, je n\u2019arrivais pas \u00e0 me faire \u00e0 l\u2019id\u00e9e v\u00e9hicul\u00e9e par certains m\u00e9dias que les nordistes \u00e9taient des terroristes. C\u2019est dans ce climat d\u00e9l\u00e9t\u00e8re que je d\u00e9cide en 2017 d\u2019aller au Nord du pays afin de t\u00e9moigner de ce qui s\u2019y passe.<\/p>\n \u00c0 Gazawa, ville situ\u00e9e \u00e0 une trentaine de kilom\u00e8tres de Maroua o\u00f9 a eu lieu l\u2019attaque la plus sanglante de Boko haram, j\u2019ai rencontr\u00e9 ceux et celles qu\u2019on appelle \u00ab\u00a0Les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s<\/strong>\u00a0\u00bb. Il s\u2019agit des Camerounais\u00b7es vivant dans les villages et villes frontaliers au Nig\u00e9ria qu\u2019on a d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s vers des endroits o\u00f9 la pr\u00e9sence de l\u2019arm\u00e9e est effective. Leur installation bien que temporaire a \u00e9t\u00e9 la source de beaucoup de probl\u00e8mes. L\u2019acc\u00e8s \u00e0 la terre leur est refus\u00e9 par la population autochtone. Le logement est presque inaccessible \u00e0 cause des loyers \u00e9lev\u00e9s.<\/p>\n Les ONG telles que la Croix Rouge (CR) se sont mobilis\u00e9es. La CR a administr\u00e9 les soins m\u00e9dicaux et a mis sur place un programme d\u2019aide alimentaire (de juin \u00e0 septembre 2017). D\u2019autres projets ont \u00e9t\u00e9 mis sur pied par la CR afin de rendre ind\u00e9pendants les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s camerounais\u00b7e\u00b7s. Ces projets, \u00e0 mon avis, n\u2019ont pas \u00e9t\u00e9 forg\u00e9s sur une \u00e9tude s\u00e9rieuse du terrain. Je prends pour exemple le projet du moulin \u00e0 moudre le ma\u00efs. La CR a demand\u00e9 aux femmes en situation pr\u00e9caire de se r\u00e9unir afin de g\u00e9rer un moulin dont l\u2019achat a \u00e9t\u00e9 financ\u00e9 par la CR. L\u2019argent produit par le moulin est cens\u00e9 am\u00e9liorer le quotidien des familles et acheter le gasoil n\u00e9cessaire au fonctionnement de la machine. Le b\u00e9mol dans cette histoire \u00e9tant le gasoil. Comment rentabiliser une machine qui fonctionne au gasoil dans une contr\u00e9e o\u00f9 il y a de l\u2019\u00e9lectricit\u00e9 \u00e0 bon prix et des machines \u00e0 moudre qui fonctionnent \u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9lectricit\u00e9? La machine est \u00e0 l\u2019abandon et ne profite \u00e0 personne!<\/p>\n Le camp des r\u00e9fugi\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s g\u00e9r\u00e9 par le HCR est \u00e0 quelques encablures de Gazawa et n\u2019accueille pas les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s camerounais\u00b7es. Les r\u00e9fugi\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s nig\u00e9rian\u00b7e\u00b7s qui y vivent sont pris en charge \u00e0 100 % et cette situation est une source de frustrations pour les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s qui se sentent abandonner par l\u2019\u00c9tat camerounais et la communaut\u00e9 internationale.<\/p>\n J\u2019ai voulu \u00e0 travers ces portraits montrer ces visages qui endurent ces maux, cette douleur, cette injustice. Ces personnes qui n\u2019ont pas demand\u00e9 \u00e0 \u00eatre l\u00e0, ces personnes qui ont perdu chacune des membres de leur famille. Ces personnes qui ont pour unique r\u00eave soit un toit, soit de la nourriture.<\/p>\n Ces Camerounais\u00b7es, ces humains qui par notre faute, le fait que nous pr\u00e9f\u00e9rions regarder ailleurs, risquent de se transformer en des extr\u00e9mistes\u2026<\/p>\n Cameroon, its northern regions and the Far North experienced in 2015 the atrocity of terrorist attacks perpetrated by the Islamist sect Boko Haram<\/strong>. The government declared war on this abomination and the Cameroonian people followed by mobilizing behind their army. Terrorist attacks have not stopped and psychosis has set in. Psychosis that has damaged the unity of the country. In the South distrust of northerners has settled down and northern Cameroonians have felt abandoned by the inhabitants of the South.<\/p>\n Having spent 6 years of my life in a university in this part of the country, I could not get used to the idea conveyed by some media that the northerners were terrorists. It is in this deleterious climate that I decide in 2017 to go to the North of the country to witness what happens there.<\/p>\n In Gazawa, a town about thirty kilometers from Maroua where the bloodiest attack of Boko haram took place, I met the so-called \u00ab\u00a0The displaced<\/strong>\u00ab\u00a0. These are Cameroonians living in villages and border towns in Nigeria that were moved to places where the presence of the army is effective. Their installation although temporary was the source of many problems. Access to land is denied to them by the indigenous population. Housing is almost inaccessible because of high rents.<\/p>\n INGOs such as the Red Cross (RC) have mobilized. The RC administered the medical care and set up a food aid program (from June to September 2017). Other projects have been set up by the CR to make IDPs independent. These projects in my opinion have not been forged on a serious study of the field. I take as an example the mill grinding mill project. The RC asked women in precarious situations to meet to manage a mill whose purchase was financed by the RC. The money produced by the mill is supposed to improve the daily life of the families and buy the diesel necessary for the operation of the machine. The downside in this story is the diesel. How to make a machine that runs on diesel in a country where there is electricity at a good price and grinding machines that run on electricity? The machine is abandoned and does not benefit anyone!<\/p>\n The refugee camp run by UNHCR is a stone’s throw away from Gazawa and does not accommodate displaced Cameroonians. The Nigerian refugees living there are 100% cared for and this situation is a source of frustration for the displaced who feel abandoned by the Cameroonian State and the international community.<\/p>\n Through these portraits, I wanted to show those faces that endure these evils, this pain, this injustice. Those people who did not ask to be there, those people who have lost every member of their family. These people whose only dream is a roof, or food.<\/p>\n These Cameroonians, these humans who by our fault, the fact that we prefer to look elsewhere, may turn into extremists…<\/p>\n My name is DJANABOU MOUMINI<\/strong>.<\/p>\n I come from Mitica village where I was married to a Nigerian who stayed there. I live for 4 years in Gazawa with my son. To meet my needs, I make chechias at a rate of one per week that I sell on the Gazawa market at 2,000 FCFA. I would love to eat so much. I miss my husband, but the fear is still too much for me to return to Mitica. I lost my mother-in-law during a Boko Haram attack.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle DJANABOU MOUMINI<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n Je viens du village Mitica o\u00f9 j\u2019\u00e9tais mari\u00e9e \u00e0 un Nig\u00e9rian qui y est rest\u00e9. Je vis depuis 4 ans \u00e0 Gazawa avec mon fils. Pour subvenir \u00e0 mes besoins, je confectionne des ch\u00e9chias \u00e0 raison d\u2019une par semaine que je vends sur le march\u00e9 de Gazawa \u00e0 2\u00a0000 F\u00a0CFA. J\u2019aimerais tant manger \u00e0 ma faim. Mon mari me manque, mais la peur est encore trop pr\u00e9sente pour que je retourne \u00e0 Mitica. J\u2019ai perdu ma belle-m\u00e8re lors d\u2019une attaque de Boko haram.<\/em><\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle KOMI ALADJI SALE<\/strong>.<\/p>\n Je viens de Fotokol o\u00f9 j\u2019avais une activit\u00e9 florissante dans l\u2019agriculture. \u00c7a fait 3 ans que j\u2019ai \u00e9t\u00e9 d\u00e9plac\u00e9 \u00e0 Gazawa par l\u2019arm\u00e9e camerounaise. Ici, je n\u2019ai pas acc\u00e8s \u00e0 la terre. Pour survivre je me suis recycl\u00e9 en marabout. J\u2019ai 7 personnes \u00e0 charges donc 4 enfants de mon grand fr\u00e8re. Les terroristes ont assassin\u00e9 ma m\u00e8re, mon grand-p\u00e8re et 2 de mes oncles. Malgr\u00e9 l\u2019ins\u00e9curit\u00e9, je compte rentrer \u00e0 Fotokol, car la vie \u00e0 Gazawa est tr\u00e8s difficile.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n My name is <\/em>KOMI ALADJI SALE<\/em><\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n I come from Fotokol where I had a flourishing activity in agriculture. It\u2019s been 3 years since I was moved to Gazawa by the Cameroonian army. Here, I do not have access to the land. To survive I recycled myself into a marabout. I have 7 dependents so 4 children of my big brother. The terrorists murdered my mother, my grandfather and 2 of my uncles. Despite the insecurity, I intend to return to Fotokol because life in Gazawa is very difficult.<\/em><\/p>\n My name is ALADJI OUMATE.<\/strong><\/p>\n I am a farmer who unfortunately cannot access the land in Gazawa. This is the solution found by the natives so that we, the displaced, do not settle here. We do not receive any help and to feed my family (15 people) I am forced to beg my children in the market place.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle ALADJI OUMATE<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n Je suis un agriculteur qui ne peut malheureusement pas acc\u00e9der \u00e0 la terre \u00e0 Gazawa. C\u2019est la solution qu\u2019ont trouv\u00e9e les autochtones afin que nous, les d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s, ne nous s\u00e9dentarisons pas ici. Nous ne recevons aucune aide et pour nourrir ma famille (15 personnes) je suis oblig\u00e9 de faire mendier mes enfants sur la place du march\u00e9.<\/em><\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle NAFISSATOU HAMAN DJOUMA.<\/strong><\/p>\n Avant ma venue \u00e0 Gazawa il y a 3 ans je menais une vie paisible avec mon mari et nos 4 enfants \u00e0 Assighassia o\u00f9 il vendait de l\u2019essence. Il a \u00e9t\u00e9 sauvagement tu\u00e9 lors d\u2019une attaque terroriste et depuis je dois m\u2019occuper toute seule de nos enfants donc un est sourd. Pour m\u2019aider \u00e0 nourrir mes enfants la Croix Rouge m\u2019a admis dans un groupe de femmes responsables de la gestion d\u2019un moulin \u00e0 moudre le ma\u00efs qui fonctionne au gasoil. L\u2019op\u00e9ration a \u00e9t\u00e9 un \u00e9chec, le gasoil \u00e9tant plus couteux que l\u2019\u00e9lectricit\u00e9 qu\u2019utilisent les propri\u00e9taires de moulins install\u00e9s \u00e0 Gazawa. Je souhaite que mes enfants fassent des \u00e9tudes en m\u00e9decine.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n My name is NAFISSATOU HAMAN DJOUMA<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n Before I came to Gazawa 3 years ago I led a peaceful life with my husband and our 4 children in Assighassia where he sold gasoline. He was savagely killed in a terrorist attack and since then I have to take care of our children alone so one is deaf. To help me feed my children, the <\/em>Red Cross admitted me to a group of women who are in charge of running a grist mill running on diesel fuel. The operation was a failure, the diesel being more expensive than the electricity used by the owners of mills installed in Gazawa. I wish my children to study medicine.<\/em><\/p>\n My name is BOUKAR YAMKA<\/strong>.<\/p>\n After the death of many members of my family following an attack by Boko Haram, I ended up with about 15 dependents so 5 live with me in Gazawa for 3 years. I work as a seasonal worker in onion fields to feed my family. I hope to return one day to my village in Assighassia.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle BOUKAR YAMKA<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n Apr\u00e8s la mort de nombreux membres de ma famille suite \u00e0 une attaque de Boko haram, je me suis retrouv\u00e9 avec une quinzaine de personnes \u00e0 charge donc 5 vivent avec moi \u00e0 Gazawa depuis 3 ans. Je travaille comme saisonnier dans les champs d\u2019oignons afin de nourrir ma famille. J\u2019esp\u00e8re retourner un jour dans mon village \u00e0 Assighassia.<\/em><\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle A\u00cfSSATOU ADAMOU<\/strong>.<\/p>\n J\u2019ai perdu dix membres de ma famille dont mon grand-p\u00e8re et deux de mes enfants. Pour nous nourrir mon mari fait des petits boulots dans les champs d\u2019oignons o\u00f9 la journ\u00e9e de travail (6h-17h) est pay\u00e9e 1\u00a0000\u00a0F\u00a0CFA.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n J\u2019esp\u00e8re un jour rentrer chez-moi \u00e0 Djibrili.<\/p>\n My name is A\u00cfSSATOU ADAMOU<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n I lost ten members of my family including my grandfather and two of my children. To feed us my husband does odd jobs in the fields of onions where the working day (6h-17h) is paid 1,000 FCFA.I hope to return home one day to Djibrili.<\/em><\/p>\n My name is DAOUDA ABOUBAKAR<\/strong>.<\/p>\n I come from Assighassia and it\u2019s been 2 years since I settled in Gazawa. Under my roof I have the responsibility of 16 people so 12 children. I had<\/p>\n a good life in Assighassia, here it is misery. We are waiting in vain for the help of the Cameroonian government that has moved us here. My dearest wish is to be able to feed my family and to house it in more decent conditions.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle DAOUDA ABOUBAKAR<\/strong>.<\/p>\n Je viens d\u2019Assighassia et \u00e7a fait 2 ans que je suis install\u00e9 \u00e0 Gazawa. Sous mon toit j\u2019ai la responsabilit\u00e9 de 16 personnes donc 12 enfants. J\u2019avais une belle vie \u00e0 Assighassia, ici c\u2019est la mis\u00e8re. Nous attendons en vain de l\u2019aide du gouvernement camerounais qui nous a d\u00e9plac\u00e9\u00b7e\u00b7s pour ici. Mon souhait le plus cher est de pouvoir nourrir ma famille et la loger dans des conditions plus d\u00e9centes.<\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle MAHAMADOU KALOVA<\/strong>.<\/p>\n Ma famille a \u00e9t\u00e9 d\u00e9vast\u00e9e par les islamistes de Boko haram. J\u2019ai perdu lors de l\u2019attaque de mon village Djibrilli mon fils, mon fr\u00e8re et mon beau-fils. Je vis depuis 2 ans \u00e0 Gazawa avec 4 personnes \u00e0 ma charge. Manger et nous loger convenablement sont notre obsession quotidienne.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n My name is MAHAMADOU KALOVA<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n My family was devastated by the Islamists of Boko Haram. I lost during the attack of my village Djibrilli my son, my brother and my son-in-law. I live for 2 years in Gazawa with 4 people in my charge. Eating and housing properly are our daily obsession.<\/em><\/p>\n My name is AMINA OUMAROU<\/strong>.<\/p>\n I am the wife of BOUKAR NAHARG<\/strong>. We both arrived in Gazawa 3 years ago. There is no work for my husband. We have four people in charge here and eleven who stayed in Djibrili because they do not have a national identity card. I lost a child, killed by the terrorists.<\/p>\n ***<\/p>\n Je m\u2019appelle AMINA OUMAROU<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n Je suis l\u2019\u00e9pouse de BOUKAR NAHARG<\/strong>. Nous sommes tous les deux arriv\u00e9s \u00e0 Gazawa il y a 3 ans. Il n\u2019y a pas de travail pour mon mari. Nous avons quatre personnes en charge ici et onze qui sont rest\u00e9es \u00e0 Djibrili parce qu\u2019elles n\u2019ont pas de carte nationale d\u2019identit\u00e9. J\u2019ai perdu un enfant, tu\u00e9 par les terroristes.<\/em><\/p>\n Born in 1982 in Cameroon where he lives and works, the visual artist Yvon NGASSAM <\/strong>has timidly arrived at the visual arts through urban music (producer of beats with his label FREEK\u20191 Entertainment). His curiosity and his appetite for knowledge in the field of art will gradually lead him to meetings that will change the course of his career. Originally from the region of West Cameroon, he enrolled at the University of Ngaound\u00e9r\u00e9 in the Faculty of Economics and Management (in the northern part of the country) after obtaining a bachelor\u2019s degree in mathematics and physics. But sometime later, the desire to quench his growing curiosity makes him leave this part of the country and attracts Yvon to elsewhere. Always in search of knowledge but still more, of know-how, Yvon enrolls in the school of the self-learning, notably by cumulating the experiences of ground, in the field of the cinema where he rubs thanks to solicitations outside, on camera, but in a much more professional way. With the photographer Herv\u00e9 DANGLA in Cameroon, he will carry out mini-documentaries on nature-building cohabitation with the photographer Herv\u00e9 DANGLA in Cameroon, shortly before and during the triennale SUD (Salon Urbain de Douala), as part of the \u201cCarnet de Villes\u201d project. will lead to more interest in the importance of photography or documentary as a trace of time. The artist expresses herself through photography, video art, sound and sculpture recently. Yvon NGASSAM was part of the official selection of DAK\u2019ART 2018<\/strong>, curated by Simon NJAMI. His work explores several thematic fields, such as memory (in its historical and anthropological aspect), body, space, travel.<\/p>\n Landry MBASSI<\/strong>, Curator<\/p>\n N\u00e9 en 1982 au Cameroun o\u00f9 il vit et travaille, le plasticien Yvon NGASSAM <\/strong>est timidement arriv\u00e9 aux arts visuels en passant par la musique urbaine (producteur de beats avec son label FREEK\u20191 Entertainment). Sa curiosit\u00e9 et son app\u00e9tence de connaissances dans le domaine de l\u2019art vont progressivement le mener \u00e0 des rencontres qui vont changer le cours de sa carri\u00e8re. Originaire de la r\u00e9gion de l\u2019Ouest-Cameroun, il s\u2019inscrit \u00e0 l\u2019Universit\u00e9 de Ngaound\u00e9r\u00e9 en facult\u00e9 d\u2019\u00e9conomie et de gestion (dans la partie septentrionale du pays) apr\u00e8s l\u2019obtention de son baccalaur\u00e9at en math\u00e9matiques et physique. Mais quelques temps apr\u00e8s, le d\u00e9sir d\u2019\u00e9tancher sa curiosit\u00e9 grandissante le fait partir de cette partie du pays et attire Yvon vers l\u2019ailleurs. Toujours en qu\u00eate de savoirs mais plus encore, de savoir-faire, Yvon s\u2019inscrit \u00e0 l\u2019\u00e9cole de l\u2019auto-apprentissage, notamment en cumulant les exp\u00e9riences de terrain, dans le domaine du cin\u00e9ma o\u00f9 il se frotte gr\u00e2ce \u00e0 des sollicitations ext\u00e9rieures, \u00e0 la cam\u00e9ra, mais de mani\u00e8re beaucoup plus professionnelle. Il r\u00e9alisera avec le photographe Herv\u00e9 DANGLA de passage au Cameroun, peu avant et pendant la triennale SUD (Salon Urbain de Douala), dans le cadre du projet \u00ab\u00a0Carnet de villes\u00a0\u00bb, des mini-documentaires sur la cohabitation nature-b\u00e2tisse qui l\u2019am\u00e8neront \u00e0 s\u2019int\u00e9resser davantage \u00e0 l\u2019importance de la photographie ou du documentaire comme trace du temps. L\u2019artiste s\u2019exprime \u00e0 travers la photographie, la vid\u00e9o d\u2019art, le son et la sculpture depuis peu. Yvon NGASSAM a fait partie de la s\u00e9lection officielle du DAK\u2019ART 2018<\/strong>, commissari\u00e9e par Simon NJAMI. Son travail explore plusieurs champs th\u00e9matiques, comme la m\u00e9moire (dans son versant historique et anthropologique), le corps, l\u2019espace, le voyage.<\/em><\/p>\n Landry MBASSI<\/strong>, Commissaire d\u2019exposition<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n
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\r\n\r\nMAHAMADOU KALOVA: \u201cI lost during the attack of my village Djibrilli my son, my brother and my son-in-law.\u201d<\/strong><\/h2>\r\n
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\r\n\r\nAMINA OUMAROU\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0J\u2019ai perdu un enfant, tu\u00e9 par les terroristes.\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/h2>\r\n
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Date de r\u00e9ception : <\/strong>19 avril 2020
Date d’acceptation : <\/strong>26 octobre 2021
Date de publication : <\/strong>28 d\u00e9cembre 2021<\/p>\n<\/div>\nBackground<\/h2>\n
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\nDJANABOU MOUMINI : \u00ab\u00a0J\u2019aimerais tant manger \u00e0 ma faim.\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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\nKOMI ALADJI SALE: \u201c<\/strong>Here, I do not have access to the land.\u201d<\/h2>\n
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\nALADJI OUMATE\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0Nous ne recevons aucune aide et pour nourrir ma famille…\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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\nNAFISSATOU HAMAN DJOUMA: \u201cI wish my children to study medicine.\u201d<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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\nBOUKAR YAMKA\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0J\u2019esp\u00e8re retourner un jour dans mon village \u00e0 Assighassia.\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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\nA\u00cfSSATOU ADAMOU: \u201cI lost ten members of my family\u2026\u201d<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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\nDAOUDA ABOUBAKAR\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0J\u2019avais une belle vie \u00e0 Assighassia, ici c\u2019est la mis\u00e8re.\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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\nMAHAMADOU KALOVA: \u201cI lost during the attack of my village Djibrilli my son, my brother and my son-in-law.\u201d<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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\nAMINA OUMAROU\u00a0: \u00ab\u00a0J\u2019ai perdu un enfant, tu\u00e9 par les terroristes.\u00a0\u00bb<\/strong><\/h2>\n
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