As I approached the gathering, Chief Oketayot, our community leader, introduced me to Trump, saying, ‘This is Abonga.’ As he hugged me, I calmly
greeted Trump: ‘Hello, Sir! You are welcome to our great land, a land of
ancient secrets that bring fertility to both the people and the land. Nice
meeting you.’
Following the greeting, Trump shook my hand violently until the strength hit Got Loti like an earthquake with a magnitude of 7.5 Mw. I looked into his eyes and realised terror forming like clouds. I felt irritated and shouted, ‘Have you come to harm us? We're not terrorists!’ Trump looked at me with a hint of amusement and said, ‘Calm down, Bona Abonga. I've recognised your concerns for the people of Obbo, and I'm here to offer both technical and financial support to them.’
After Trump's reassurance, his appeal surprised me.
How could a modern president venture into a small village like Obbo? Who even
informed him about our humble community? Chief Oketayot shot me a suspicious
glance, asking his secretary in our local language, "Has Abonga lost his
mind?"
In response to the chief's query, I intervened, "Brother Trump, could you kindly outline your policies and their potential impact on our local people? What specific support do you envision for our community?"
Trump then addressed the gathering: “My dear, beautiful people of Obbo, I'm honoured to be here with you today. I travelled 24 hours to reach this special place. We have heard about the challenges you have faced and the difficulties with neighbouring communities. My policies are straightforward: let's work together and cooperate for the betterment of our community.” Trump said, followed by rounds of applause from the community. Men, women and children gathered to listen to him.
As I listened to Trump's words, I concealed my anger
for peace, because I knew it was difficult to cooperate with America.
