Sunday, December 6, 2009

Now I’m Found: An Interview with the Lost Boys of Sudan


“For you have delivered me from death and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of life…” Psalm 56: 13


In 1987, extremist Islamic government forces from the north displaced nearly 17,000 boys from the southern part of Sudan. These boys, all under the age of fifteen, fled on foot to escape slavery and death, grieving for lost parents, brothers, and sisters. Many walked over 1,000 miles barefoot through desert and jungle. They finally made it to Ethiopia, only to be forced out at gunpoint when the Ethiopian government became unstable four years later. Over 2,000 boys drowned trying to cross the Gilo River out of Ethiopia and about 5,000 perished from wild animals, disease, hunger, thirst, or gunfire.

In 1992, survivors finally arrived at the Kakuma Refugee Camp in Kenya, where they lived for 9 years on one cup of maize and flour a day. Some of their sisters made it to refugee camps but very few. Most young girls were raped, killed, or sold into slavery in the north. In the midst of all of these hardships, survivor Jacob Puka never lost faith that “God was the only One guiding us through the wilderness. We were lost to our families but we were never lost to God.”

James Ariath, John Gak, David Mand, and Santino Wach are among the survivors who were brought to the United States by the United Nations in 2001. James reminded us that this interview records only a part of the history. If we try to write the whole thing down, he said, we will write until tomorrow.

BH: Thank you for meeting with us and sharing your stories. Will you tell us a little bit what happened to you after the war broke out?

James: The complete history is too long to tell. Some people thought that God forgot us. This is not something we planned but sometimes I think God planned it.

BH: You were all very little when the war started. Do you know how old you were?

Santino: I don’t know exactly my age. I was probably about 5 years old.

At that time, the Khartoum government attacked our village. I woke up and then I ran to go and hide because the sound of the bombing and the planes really terrified me. They were trying to get me but they did not get me.

John: We left the country. It wasn’t a choice. When we left, we felt like we would come back in the evening. Then two days down the road, we knew we had left the country.

Since we had no choice, we just walked by day until we happened to be in Ethiopia, but we didn’t know we were in that country at first. We went slowly by night until we could hear people speaking a different dialect so we knew we were in a different place. It took me a month, personally, to walk to Ethiopia.

BH: John, do you know how old you were at this point?

John: I was seven.

James: I walked 1,000 miles to Ethiopia, following the eldest boys who were in charge. The oldest boys were in charge of the younger ones.

BH: What did it feel like to walk for so long?

Santino: It was very hard. My leg was swollen and I was not able to walk. It was a very bad situation.

BH: Every day, for a month, you would just wake up and walk in a line?

Santino: Yes. Sometimes, we couldn’t lie down to sleep. We would just sleepwalk.

John: In the midst of hunger, longing, and diseases, a lot of the boys fell sick and died. We would take them out and bury them but it wasn’t a fancy burial. We didn’t have any tools to use to make a deep grave and we were all very little. So animals would come in the night and cast their bodies out.

James: In that Savannah land, the tall grass grows. We had to leave dead bodies in the grass all the way to Ethiopia. Some of the boys died in the river or by crocodiles.

Santino: Whenever you are born in the war zone, it is a tough situation. People die a lot. There are a lot of people suffering over there, disabled.

BH: Do you know how many boys were walking with you?

John: There were so many of us and we came from different villages. We couldn’t walk together – we were everywhere. Nobody knows how many we were.

BH: What did you eat?

Santino: Sometimes I couldn’t find food. Sometimes I saw people eating along the way and they shared with me. Sometimes I just ate wild fruit to stay alive.

James: God is good because our land has a lot of fruits that can’t poison you.

John: We fed on everything that we could find whether we knew what it was or not – we didn’t have a choice. We ate whatever we could find that would keep us alive.

BH: What do you think sustained you when you were running? What kept you going?

John: Well, after I left the country, I had no one to rely on, no parents. But I had God and friends. So I would say God sustained me.

BH: Who introduced you to Christ?

John: Before we left Sudan, there were people going village to village proclaiming the word of God. I was busy, taking care of my parents’ house. But I heard the songs and I would always sing them. I would sneak over to the church and listen to them sing. But I wasn’t into it until I started going to church in Ethiopia to dance. They had organized groups to dance. That’s how I came to know God.

James: There were some people who knew the will of God and started preaching under the tree. They told us what the Bible said and how to sing and pray to Jesus. And they sent some priests and baptized a lot of the boys and we were able to get our Christian names. In our culture, every name has a meaning. When you choose a name, you have to know the meaning. At this time, the priests chose Christian names for us.

BH: What else happened when you were in Ethiopia?

John: Most of us made it to Ethiopia safely and we settled in the border, close to Sudan but not in Sudan. All of the lost boys settled there and lived in groups. We didn’t have anything but once in awhile, a group of five of us would be given a cup of corn for a day. If you ate it in an hour, then you spent the rest of the day without anything to eat.

Then the United Nations brought some convoys with food. Our lives changed a little bit and we started going to school. We didn’t have classrooms. We would sit under a tree and the teacher would pick up rocks and say, “Ok, this is one rock. Here are two rocks.” Soon they gave us a book to study math and we got a blackboard.

BH: Who was teaching you?

John: Boys who knew English, those who went to school back in Sudan. If you had been in first grade, you would teach first grade.

BH: So the boys would teach each other?

John: Yes. Eventually, we had Ethiopians teaching us.

In 1991, when I was in first grade, the government of Ethiopia became unstable and so our allies were no longer in office. We were forced to run out of the country. We were never in a secure area; there was a lot of bombing during this time.

This time, the United Nations were with us. So anything we needed - food, medicines, and even refugee camps - they prepared for us. They brought us to a camp called Pachala. But we knew every day the Sudanese government would come to find us so we had to leave that camp.

Two days after we left, they captured Pachala.

From there we went to Kenya with the International Committee of the Red Cross. We walked. I don’t know how many days we walked. Down the road, they sent us some trucks to go to another town that brought us to Kenya. We stayed there awhile. Then, we went to a town in Sudan, an hour away from where we settled. Soon that town was captured. Whenever they heard that we were in a new town, they went to capture that town as soon as possible.

BH: That must have been terrifying. Why do you think they were targeting you? You were just a bunch of little boys.

John: In the United States, women can go to war. But in African countries, only men fight so they wanted to kill us before we grew up and joined the rebel army. Before we left, all of the young men left the country. The fighting started in different towns because the government wanted to find soldiers in these towns. That’s why they began burning villages down.

Now that all the men had left, the boys became the men. No one over 15 years was in the country. So even though we were young, we became men.

BH: That’s a lot of responsibility.

John: Yes, but we stepped into that responsibility. In our culture, men are in charge of the family and whatever comes, they will be the first to die. It wasn’t a plan to leave. We just left when it was time. We had to run.

In Kenya, the U.N. brought food and set up water facilities to a town called Lokichiogio. But they knew that the Sudanese government had access to where we were, so they brought us to another town called Kakuma, a refugee camp. We settled here.

We began going to school at different levels and we finished High School. James and I were in the same class. I knew him back at Kakuma. He was my school captain.

Now we were at rest. There wasn’t any running and we didn’t hear bombing. But the United Nations knew that we were still not settled. So they connected with the United States to get us to a place where we could settle. At the end of 2000, the first group went to the United States. The second wave was in 2001.

BH: Is that when you came, John?

John: Yes. I was on one of the last flights.

BH: Did you want to come to the United States?

John: Even though we were told that we were going to the United States, we didn’t believe it until we set foot in the country. We thought, “Who would take care of all these people?” So when the process started, we thought we’d go for it since it didn’t cost us anything. We didn’t apply for it. It was the United Nations that decided it so we said we’d go.

BH: Did you have any choice in where you were sent in the United States?

John: No, we didn’t have any choice. We just asked to be in groups of three to five boys so we could stay with friends. I first came to live in Ohio. I stayed there for two months but because of the weather, I moved to California.

During that process, I felt that God was working. All along the way, we had people helping us until we came to the United States where we could now be at home, work, and go to school. If it wasn’t for their hearts to help God, I don’t think we could have made it up until this point.

BH: So He was watching over you the whole time?

John: That’s what I felt.

BH: Can you tell me a little bit about your experience in this country?

John: The first group that came over sent us pictures and a video saying it was like second heaven in this country. But their pictures were taken against a brick wall and we laughed because we didn’t know there were bricks in heaven!

The lifestyle here is very different and the food is different. There are so many cars here. Where we grew up, there wasn’t so much technology. The cities weren’t that much different from here, but living in a refugee camp, you can imagine how little technology we had.

BH: Did anything else surprise you coming to the United States?

John: We had read about homosexuality but it wasn’t something we knew much about. That was a surprise. It is not part of our culture. At home in Sudan, guys would put their hands around other guys or hold hands. When we first came here, people would stare at us when we did that. Later on, we found out it wasn’t something we should do.

James: I hear my classmates in America talking about how hard life is. I always tell them that they haven’t seen the hard life. They have freedom. I say, “You can go to the movies, go to class, watch TV all day, eat and drink 24 hours a day.”

I asked my professor to compare life in America today with early America and he said that this generation is wasting time and taking everything for granted. I believe that. Most of the kids going to school in America don’t go to work. Many drop out of school. I wish I were here in 1995. I should have graduated already. I think if I were born here, I would be a professor already. But it is a different life. And we are trying very hard to get enough education to bring back to our people.

BH: In general, have you been treated pretty well by Americans?

John: Generally, yes. When we first came, volunteers would take us out shopping, show us where the markets are, take us to the movies. We didn’t have jobs so we would stay in all day. But the volunteers would come and take us out. They bought us all brand new bicycles.

BH: Do you ever want to move back to the Sudan?

John: I’m not sure right now. I wonder where it would be safe for me to stay. I don’t see any stability in the country. I won’t go to stay until I see some stability. I’m okay right now, going to school and working here. I’m not thinking of going back to stay right now but I love going back to see family and friends. I went back in 2004 and again in 2006, but just to visit.

BH: Do you know where your parents are, or your brothers and sisters?

John: My elder brother left ahead of me since he was a young man. In 1991, he was killed in the fight. He was the eldest of my mother’s children. My dad had 15 children by 5 wives. Having many kids is part of the tradition and heritage in the Sudan. In Sudan, the more kids you have, the less you have to work when you are old. They are like your retirement fund. Many of my brothers have the same name as me. I haven’t met them all.

BH: So have you seen any of your brothers and sisters since 1983?

John: I saw some of them when I went back in 2004. That was the first time I had seen my mom since 1987.

BH: Do you get to talk with your mom while you are here in the United States?

John: I used to when she was in Kenya. Now that she has gone back to Sudan, it will take a while for me to talk to her. They don’t have phones in the village. The only thing that I can do is to ask my brother in Kenya to call her and see how she is doing. Or I can call my cousins in the refugee camp because they can contact the other villages with radios.

BH: What about your dad?

John: My dad passed away in 1992 in the north.

Santino: I don’t know where my parents are right now. If possible, I would like to go back and find out where they are. The last time I saw them was 1987 and I have not seen them again. That’s a long time.

Also, when we were walking, I had my brother with me but he got shot on the way and died.

BH: Do you know who shot him?

Santino: No, I did not see the person. It was nighttime.

James: My dad was killed in 1999 and my mom passed away on February 26, 2006. I hadn’t seen them since 1987 but she said she wanted to see me before she died. I sent her a letter and a picture but she didn’t believe it was me, that I was still alive. And so she asked me the name that they used to call me before, when I was little. I told her and then she was convinced that I was alive. She thought I was dead already but God had taken care of me. And I’m happy I’m still alive to tell this story.

BH: How did you keep your faith in the midst of so many difficult things?

John: I knew it was only through God. I learned this from the Bible. In Genesis, God said, “I’m your God. I’m the first, the last, the left and the right.” So I knew that wherever I was going, God was in front of me, to my right and to my left. God was my only way. I know that we call Him the God of Israel, God of Abraham, God of Jacob. All the promises that God made to them were real. I knew God delivered Israel and He would deliver me.

BH: Do you feel like you survived for a reason?

John: God has the potential of keeping you alive for His work. So I believe God kept me alive, not for my goodness, but for His work, that I would show God to others. Now I can say, “God helped me and He will help you like He helped me.”

I didn’t do anything to be alive. It’s only God’s plan. And those who died didn’t do anything to die, but it was their time. God knows my time. I felt like I would die; I was stressed and depressed and thought I wouldn’t wake tomorrow, but God knew when I would die.

David: God brought us a lot of friends to walk with us and allowed us to go to school. We’ve learned to pray and trust God. When He says come, we come. We are hoping the kingdom of God will come and when it does, we will see what we have been living for.

James: Only God empowered people to think of us suffering over in the refugee camps and bring us to the United States. That’s why we are here.

Many ask us what we are looking for. God inspired people to bring us here and maybe He wants to change the Sudan. We are the people who can bring peace to Darfur and to the whole Sudan. But there has been a lack of education. That’s why we are here working full time and still going to school. Even if we aren’t sleeping more than two or three hours a day, that’s okay.

When I was four years old, I went to school for one year. In 1983, the war broke out, so I didn’t exactly get to see the sweetness of education. Our country doesn’t have a good system of education outside of cows and farming.

That’s why I think God brought us here, to get an education and bring His word back to the people of Sudan. Sometimes, I think that this time was punishment, but God is great. Whatever His plan, we are trying to accomplish it.

BH: If you could say anything to the people who forced you out of your home, what would you say?

John: Love your neighbor as you love yourself. And at the same time, love your enemy. I know a little bit about the Koran. We interpret God’s word differently, but we can draw from what they know. I cannot slap back. I can only tell them to love their neighbors as they love themselves.

BH: What else do you think our readers should know from your experience?

John: Life is in God’s hands. How do you know you will be alive after this time? Anytime something bad happens, I may have so many questions. I might curse, wonder if I am being punished for something my dad did or my great grandparents. But I know that God has a plan and He does what is right. Because of God’s work, I am alive.

We need to believe in the things we don’t see. That’s faith. The tsunami happened, cancer happens, people are distressed, but God has a plan. Our hearts will strengthen our bodies. It is never going to be daytime all the time but we can trust that tomorrow will not be dark.

When I look back on all the things I went through, I can’t imagine how I survived them. I had a miserable time and I thought that was the end. I didn’t think there would be a better day for me. But now I know that you can have bad days and good days but in faith, your bad days can turn into better days.