Letter of complaint from South Sudanese child
Letter of complaint from South Sudanese child By: Abraham Daljang Maker KAMPALA: Dear Fathers, I am writing this letter of complaint with tears rolling down my cheeks. I am totally broken down and I don’t know what to do; I always become the victim of the circumstances whenever any event unfolds. This leaves me with unanswered question, why always me? I can still remember every event even if I am sleeping and I will continue to recall all the incidences as much as my memory can afford. It was on 16 may 1983 in Bor town when you, my own dads said you were tired of the way your brothers (Arabs) were mistreating me and you wanted me to be a free child in my own country. I had seen the ugly face of the war and its ramifications, there were metallic birds that would fly over heads defecating with hot feces on our grass thatched roofs burning it with flames, and my mother would run with me to a hole dug around our compound. She covered me with her fragile body exposing he...