Grandmother told us that it was almost Christmas because the flower was blooming. As far as she could remember this only occurred at Christmas time. My spirits were lifted perhaps for a few minutes as I saw the flower. Soon I became sad again. How could Christmas come without my parents and my village?

家庭支离破碎, 有些被屠杀, 我们被强迫行军, 行走几英里, 没有东西可以充饥. 我们经常挨饿, 他们只给我们一点点食物. 食物真的很少. 士兵们几乎焚烧了我们村里所有的东西, 在强迫行军中, 我们失去了时间和空间的概念.

幸运的是我们得以在一个雨夜逃出了这些士兵的魔爪. 在热带雨林我们熬过了几个礼拜以后, 我们回到了已经被烧毁的村子. 我们多数人生病, 疲乏和沮丧. 我们家人绝大多数都已经找不到, 真不知道这是什么样的时刻!

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