Few weeks later, I overheard my sisters talking about their secondary school friend who studied in China and ended up marrying a Chinese man. An idea came to me then, instead of trying too hard to get a foreign scholarship, if I had a friend who is a foreigner, he could help me achieve what I wanted. And the only medium at that time was Facebook, I began typing random names and those whose pictures deemed "fit", I sent friend requests. It seemed to be working, I made a few Mexican friends but no matter how I tried, they were able to avoid the questions I asked them. I also met some people who had no morals and decency, all they wanted from me was a picture or video of my naked self but I vehemently refused.
One day, a friend of mine made a post and I commented and a guy replied. When I checked this guy's profile, I was dazzled, he was so handsome. There were different pictures of him, in his house, in the pool, with an older woman which I assumed to be his mother and so many pictures of him with a little girl. I did not hesitate in sending him a friend request, two days later, he accepted my request and sent a message, "hello?" Just seeing that one word made me feel so happy.
"hello, good day", I replied trying my best to contain my excitement. "Who are you?" He asked, on normal occasions, I get annoyed if someone asked me that but this time, I felt elated because he really was a foreigner and not some imposter.