My childhood had gone by without my knowing, and it seemed as if my heart had frozen.

We must strive to be like the moon

For many observers, a child who has known nothing but war, a child for whom the Kalashnikov is the only way to make a living and for whom the bush is the most welcoming community, is a child lost forever for peace and development. I contest this view. For the sake of these children, it is essential to prove that another life is possible.

Some people tried to hurt us to protect themselves, their family and communities...This was one of the consequences of civil war. People stopped trusting each other, and every stranger became an enemy. Even people who knew you became extremely careful about how they related or spoke to you.

...children have the resilience to outlive their sufferings, if given a chance.

My squad is my family, my gun is my provider, and protector, and my rule is to kill or be killed.

My teeth became sour as I listened to his story. It was then that I understood why he was quiet all the time.