G’s Journal – Day 2
Tonight it was not only the dogs making noise. Earlier this evening, as I was editing Day 2, a series of loud gunshots clapped hard against the dark sky, as if I was hearing them in a small empty room. It must have been five at first. Some more were heard immediately after, and they were coming from very close by. The shots startled me, but, and not trying to sound brave here, no big deal. I have heard shots on many of the nights I’ve been out in Eastern Chad. What was really disturbing, though, was what followed, the screaming and crying of many women. It sounded like in movies, loud and dramatic for the camera, but I’m pretty sure no film crew was out in the dirt streets of Guereda. I am only guessing, but it sounded as if someone had been shot, and the women were reacting in shock and pain.
Only the guards and a French aid worker were at our temporary Guereda home, and KTJ was washing her clothes in the bathroom with the water running, so I stood outside my room, but well inside of the barbed wire wall that surround the UNHCR compound. More shots rang again and then again. But this time they seemed to be coming from so very close. There was no more screaming or crying, though, so the shots lost some of their power. Some minutes after, Hala and Suzanne arrived from their office. They knew that there was some “excitement” out there, but were not in the least affected by it. No one talked about it, even when another solitary shot broke the night, when we were all in their living room watching some old i-ACT material.
Now (as I’m writing this it’s 2:00am), the only sound “breaking the night” is that of mosquitos that are taking turns in dive-bombing attacks on me. They are a lot more dangerous that what is going on outside of the walls. I’m taking my malaria pills, but doctors always tell me that they’re not good against all possible attacks. Besides malaria, there are very few things more annoying than the zzzzzzzing sound of mosquitos right around your ear!