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My Story: By Lost Boy Daniel Lado Lual
It is with great pleasure and honor that I stand before you to
tell you about my experiences as a Lost Boy of Sudan.
In 1987, when I was 9 years old my village was attacked at night by
the Khartoum troops. They burned our houses and villages and everyone
was running for their lives. I finally found myself following everyone
else without my parents. The ongoing 36-year civil war in my country
caused me to grow up without hope and dignity – even forgetting much
of my rich African culture.
During the war, we were forced to cross deserts, rivers, and mountains.
I and the others went without food and water for days, sleeping out
in the rain with no shelter. We survived on wild fruits for food,
and we drank our own urine so we would not get dehydrated.
Meanwhile wild animals survived on us. With the help of almighty
GOD we managed to reach Ethiopia.
In the Panyido Refugee Camp the number of young boys and girls
increased daily until we were hundreds. Most of the girls married
at a very young age due to the hard life in the Refugee Camp. We
suffered so many difficulties. We had no proper medical attention,
and there was very poor security -- especially for the younger
children.
In 1991, the UNHCR workers evacuated the camp, and we were later
attacked by forces of the Ethiopian government. We were forced
to enter Sudan -- once again running for our lives. We had to
cross the Gilo River, and many of us lost our lives either by
drowning or crocodiles. I and others finally made our way to
the Sudan-Kenya border where we found some hope. After several
months, we were transported to the Kakuma Refugee camp.
Kakuma is a semi-desert area. It was very damp, and we had no
proper shelter or medical care. Many boys & girls lost their
lives there also. Because of this, some of the young boys joined
the Sudan Peoples Liberation Army rather than die from hunger in
a foreign land. Others of us were struggling to get an education
for a better future. For your information, there is no chance
for refugees to enter the University in Kenya because they have
no money to pay for it.

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