This card and a wooden carved cross are the only things I brought for Ethiopia. I always kept them in the AZC, but when I was rejected and forced to leave I left most of my stuff in the AZC. I had to leave suddenly in the morning. I got a call that if I didn’t leave that exact moment, I was going to get arrested and go to jail. So I left everything and ran away. This card is the only thing that stayed with me. I think it also likes me. It must, for staying with me all this time.