Saturday, Widecherline was celebrating her birthday, and we all were happy to celebrate with her even though we couldn’t celebrate her birthday the way we expected.

Why? Because Saturday morning around 3 or 4 a.m , I heard a lot of gunshots.

I woke up and went out to see what happened, and I saw that the main roads were completely barricaded in different places, including the street in our community.

People were in panic and had no access to vehicles of any kind.

Around 2 p.m., I saw Widecherline sitting on the balcony by herself, and I said to myself: "It’s her birthday, and I must do something for her."

I went out again. I started walking in the streets, and a motorcycle stopped by my side and said : "Pastor, where you going?"

I said, "I want to find a cake wherever I can." Then the man said to me: "Let’s go, I will take you."

Long story short, the guy could take me through all the barricades because he knows people that I don’t know.

We found the cake, and we celebrated Widecherline’s birthday.

She was so happy even though the country is upside down.