After being in captivity for so long, I can't begin to describe how wonderful it feels to be home in Canada.

Getting on a plane is hard for me, but I do it, because travel is vital to me.

I don't only long for the thrill of being in the middle of a war, I must understand it; I must make other people understand.

After being in captivity for so long, I can't begin to describe how wonderful it feels to be home in Canada.

A little goes a long way in Somalia: $5 will feed a person there for about two weeks.

Being in the dark, there's a real weight to it. It's heavy.

Friendships that don't fit my life anymore have faded away, and new ones have come in.