Growing up in African there are days I can’t find anything to eat. I just ate whatever I can find most of the time I ate clay, dirt and paint. I remember ending up in the hospitals and the doctors not knowing what was wrong with me. Then I came to United State, even though I had enough to eat, my body kept craving for non food substance. I remember getting sick,going to the hospital. They told me I had pica disorder. I learned to things from this topic. First I should watch out what I put into my body because it can cause damages to my body. Secondly pica is mental disorder and it can be cured.