JOVES DESPLAÇATS

Us envio el breu testimoni de tres joves desplaçats. 

Durant el gener passat els rebels van atacar la seva regió (Jamam) i d'ençà que sobreviuen lluny de casa seva en un lloc anomenat Offra a 30km de Bunj.

A Offra, a banda de matolls i arbres mig secs, no hi ha res més. Nosaltres hem posat el nostre granet de sorra amb un Temporary Learning Space on més de 300 infants i joves s'hi apleguen cada dia. Fem el que podem perquè tinguin una ració de cereal al dia.

Els dissabtes hi anem amb joves de Bunj, com la Rubeca i el Jumu, per passar el matí junts aprenent, cantant i jugant. 

La inestabilitat segueix present a la regió. Fa uns dies li ha tocat a la capital d'Upper Nile, el nostre estat.

https://radiotamazuj.org/en/article/dozens-killed-fighting-within-government-forces-malakal

https://radiotamazuj.org/en/article/civilians-shelter-un-base-during-malakal-clashes

Ens seguim encomanant.

Molts records, bon cap de setmana i una abraçada forta!

Alvar

My name is Lucia and I d

on’t know how old I am.
I was born in Goldwouk, a village in Jamam. I have 3 brothers and 5 sisters.
In January the soldiers attacked our village and killed some of our people. We run away for several days till we reached this place.
Life in Offra is tough, we don’t have what we need and we keep waiting NGOs to help us. We cannot go back home because the soldiers are there. The lack of food is the worst. I don’t have soap to clean myself up, either.
In future, I would like to study and become a teacher.
I know nothing about young people in Europe and I have no idea how they could help us.
I feel happy when I see people laughing and dancing. I like dancing.
I am also happy that we are independent but I regret there is still war in our country.



I am Baranaka and I am 15 years old.

I am from Banuir (Jamam) and I don’t have brothers and sisters because my mother died when I was very young.
When the conflict broke out in our place the soldiers looted our properties and took our animals and crops. I escaped with my uncle.
I don’t know anything about young people in Europe. Please greet them and ask them if they can help us. We need food, soap, clothes, shoes, text books.
I feel happy when I come to the school and I am sad when people fight.
I would like to become a doctor to save people’s life.



I am Kurun

tus, 16 years old. I am from Ginkjila, south Jamam.
When the fighting started soldiers destroyed everything. Our elders could not escape and were killed. I don’t want to go back home. There is no peace. This place is very hot and there is no food, but I don’t want to go home anymore.
If I were a teacher I would help our children. Some of them come to the school only if there is food.
The rainy season is near. Do you have seeds to plant? If any NGO could come with seeds and tools we would ask for a piece of land to cultivate. We don’t know even if this place is good for growing crops...
I don’t know how young people live in Europe and if they could help us. Maybe they could send us text books so that we had something to read and learn. Do you have a pen?