A little bit late now, but a great website about Noriaki's "Wakachiai Project" in Sudan, as well as more about Noriaki (There are even some photos of him)
A short article about the amount of refugees in the camp. There is a growing population there with refugees from Sudan, Ethiopia, Burundi, Somalia and DRCongo.
I think that without the support of each other, they wouldn't have survived.
Every 14 days, each boy received 15 kilograms of maize flour, some cooking oil and one cup of beans,
Sharing was what kept us together, pushed us together,
If I didn’t receive my ration one day, my friend would call me when it was time to eat.”
Malual, then a teenager, found a job. Although the large bulk of his salary went toward rent for an apartment he almost never saw, Malual took on extra hours and began to save money
You’re going to go home,’” Malual said. “And they gave me a ticket. I was so happy; I couldn’t believe it.”
‘Is this the wrong family?’”
His brother, who had been the one to tell Malual to run as a child, had remained in the village.
‘When I told you to run, I didn’t mean to run forever
he described America as his second home and said he couldn’t imagine leaving it.
Great story about this boy called Malual and his survival as a lost boy. His story stretches from the beginning to his arrival in America and how he felt about it.
Some 8,000 people are believed to be living in slavery in Sudan, 200 years after Britain banned the Atlantic slave trade and 153 years after it also tried to abolish slavery in Sudan.
Arab militias rode in to her village on horseback, firing their guns. When the adults fled, the children and cattle were rounded up and made to walk north for five days before they were divided between members of the raiding party.
"When I was 12, he said he wanted to sleep with me. I could not refuse because I was a slave, I had to do everything he wanted, or he could have killed me."
the U.S. refugee Resettlement Program welcomed a new group of refugees that was unique in many respects
many boys left their villages for refugee camps in Ethiopia. Some traveled with friends or relatives, others slipped away on their own at night. Few had any idea of what lay ahead of them, believing that their journey would last only a few days. Continually under threat, they fled for their lives, losing their way in the wilderness. They lost everything en route to soldiers, swindlers, or bandits. Many fell victim to lethal diseases. Others were so weakened by hunger and lack of sleep that they could go no further and sat down by the roadside, prey for lions and other wild animals.
n 1983, civil war broke out between the northern Arabic-speaking government of Sudan and southern tribes seeking autonomy. Since then, nearly two million people have died and five million have been displaced. Among those displaced are at least 20,000 children, mostly boys, between 7 and 17 years of age who were separated from their families.
Hungry, frightened and weakened by sleeplessness and disease, they made their way to camps in Sudan, where they received help from the International Committee of the Red Cross. From there, they then traveled on foot to safety in northern Kenya. Since 1992, UNICEF has been able to reunite nearly 1,200 boys with their families. But thousands more have remained in the dusty, fly-ridden refugee camp at Kakuma, where they have had to scrape for food and struggle for education.
This is a good and very informative article about the resettlement of the Lost Boys. There is the story of what the boys had been through along with facts and figures at the bottom which includes employment rates, work experience, eductation and more.
A notable quality among the refugees is their extraordinary ability to cope with chronic adversity and trauma even though some suffer from symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder.
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esettlement experiences based on whether they were minors or adults. Minors had to adjust (and some who are still minors continue to adjust) to American schools and living in American foster families, having lived mostly in peer groups prior to resettlement.
Adults struggled to become economically independent, working long hours at low-paying jobs and struggling to find time and money to go to school.
Still, the refugees send as much money to Africa as possible to help those who were left behind
“He is like one of our adult children,” he said. “Both of his parents are deceased, and we try to fill in as best we can as his American parents.
“In the beginning his needs were great – health issues, learning to take care of basic needs, learning to drive a car, etc. Now, he has become very independent. We have shared his sadness such as when his mother died in 2003.
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The MSU study noted that refugee camp experiences had significant positive and negative influences on the refugees’ adjustment in the United States. For instance, having suffered through hardship, they recognized the special opportunity they had coming to the United States to pursue an education and employment, according to Luster.
A very interesting and captivating story about one of the newer refugee camps in Sudan. Though the war has "stopped", and South Sudan created, by no means has the fighting ended.
An interesting video which shows Valentino Achak Deng talking about his family and his life in Sudan. He describes incidents from the book, showing where they took place, as the video is being filmed in Marial Bai. It's pretty helpdul if you are researching about Valentino.
He was 3 when he fled civil war in Sudan and walked hundreds of miles on foot through the hot desert plains to the refugee camp.
Yet, despite their name, the Lost Boys are remarkable in that many found their way to safety despite encountering unimaginable horrors.
In 1999, the United Nations High Commissioner of Refugees and the U.S. State Department referred about 3,800 children and young adults to the United States for permanent resettlement. Those under 18 were placed with foster families from Fargo, N.D., to Phoenix, Ariz.
This article is describing the experiences of two of the 'lost boys' who resettled in America. It provides some good insights into their feelings and experiences but does not contain a lot of detailed information.
In 1987, civil war drove an estimated 20,000 young boys from their families and villages in south Sudan. Most just six or seven years old, they fled to Ethiopia to escape death or induction into slavery and the northern army. They walked more than a thousand miles, half of them dying before reaching a Kenyan refugee camp. The survivors of this tragic exodus became known as the Lost Boys of Sudan.
ince its inception in 2001, the Lost Boys Emergency Fund has distributed over $14,000 to southern Sudanese refugees, with the generous support of IRC donors.
This website talks about the resettlement of the lost boys to america. It gives more information about the technicalities about the steps the lost boys have to go through to resettle to America.
Life in the camp is hard, and it is about to get harder. Poorly funded infrastructure means that disease is always a threat. The coming rains could overwhelm the already overstretched water and sanitation facilities, said aid officials on the ground, who worried about overflowing toilets and outbreaks of diarrhea, pneumonia, measles and cholera. One third of the camp’s population lacks adequate shelter, according to the UN. Even firewood is scarce; some people actually have sold their food rations to buy wood to cook with.
The latter advertises a “mine risk education program.” Poisonous spiders, snakes, and scorpions abound in the area.
The second threat is terrorism. Now, with the success of the Kenyan army in pushing back al-Shabaab, there is concern that members of the militant Islamic militia may try to infiltrate the camp.
There are also more than 57,000 children in the camp, about 5,000 of whom have no parents. A lack of funding means that services to them are limited.
Maker said that since he left Sudan as a little boy, he has not seen his parents.
“So I don’t know where they are at this time and that’s why I am still in the camp. And camp is just like my home now, you know?” he said.
They ran excitedly across the dirt field, barefoot, clad in threadbare t-shirts. An older boy kicked a goal as a smaller child stood on the sideline, watching quietly.
Looming behind them was the main gate, where a sign reminds entrants to “leave the camp better than you found it.”
It was established in 1992 to serve Sudanese refugees,
The local Kenyan population is largely comprised of nomadic pastoralists from the Turkana community.
Life in the semi-arid desert environment of Kakuma is rather challenging. The area has always been full of problems: dust storms, high temperatures, poisonous spiders, snakes, and scorpions, outbreaks of malaria, cholera, and other hardships. The average daytime temperature is 40 degrees Celsius, or 104 degrees Fahrenheit.
“Anyone confined to a place like Kakuma is rendered automatically dependent on some form of hand-out” (2000, p. 23).
KANERE said, on January 13, 2009 at 7:44 pm
It is difficult to provide a comprehensive response to this excellent query. Generally speaking, Kenyans living in other areas of Kenya a) have never heard of Kakuma Camp; b) have heard of it but assume it is located in Sudan; or c) know the camp as the “place for lots of refugees.” Those who are well aware of the situation consider Kakuma to be a difficult place to live, for both refugees and locals. Some Kenyans view refugee camps as a danger to national security. Others view camps as worthy humanitarian endeavors. Interestingly, many NGO and UNHCR staff working in Kakuma Refugee Camp look upon Kakuma as an extreme hardship zone and eagerly await placement to new (urban) job locations. This despite their lavish living conditions as compared to refugees.
In 1994, South African photojournalist Kevin Carter won the Pulitzer prize for his disturbing photograph of a Sudanese child being stalked by a vulture (left). That same year, Kevin Carter committed suicide.
Carter took twenty minutes to take the photo, wanting the best shot possible, before chasing the bird away.
The photo was published in The New York Times in March of 1993, and sparked a wide reaction. People wanted to know what happened the child, and if Carter had assisted her. The Times issued a statement saying that the girl was able to make it to the food station, but beyond that no one knows what happened to her.
Because of this, Carter was bombarded with questions about why he did not help the girl, and only used her to take a photograph. The St. Petersburg Times in Florida said this of Carter: "The man adjusting his lens to take just the right frame of her suffering, might just as well be a predator, another vulture on the scene.
Carter spoke of his thoughts when he took these photographs: "I had to think visually. I am zooming in on a tight shot of the dead guy and a splash of red. Going into his khaki uniform in a pool of blood in the sand. The dead man's face is slightly gray. You are making a visual here. But inside something is screaming, 'My God.' But it is time to work. Deal with the rest later. If you can't do it, get out of the game."
However, Carter was working in a time when photojournalists were told not to touch famine victims for fear of spreading disease. Carter estimated that there were twenty people per hour dying at the food center.
Carter's daughter Megan responded to such comparisons with, "I see my dad as the suffering child. And the rest of the world is the vulture."
on July 27, 1994, Carter backed his red Nissan truck against a blue gum tree, attached a garden hose to the exhaust pipe, and rolled up the window to his car. He turned on his walkman and rested his head against his backpack until he died of carbon monoxide poisoning.
Many children survived a gruesome 1,000-mile walk to get to the closest refugee camp.
when I resettled here, we were put in group of two or three or four or five people
And then eventually, each one of us start finding job and so you find yourself working, you know, totally different environment. But, you know, we are willing to learn and just be able to put yourself in the society you can just learn.
But in terms of making friend, generally, the society has been, I would say, on my side, has been receptive and very hospitable - especially in Tucson, Arizona, where I settled.