Time magazine has an awesome and terrible story this week about a 13-year-old boy who survived being kept in a container last October.
The Sudanese were the first refugees I was ever really aware of as a teacher. I knew there were others, but I taught in places where our greater concern was not refugees, but rather undocumented families.
And then, I started working in a refugee resettlement area. And I had a few of the last Lost Boys. And then… nothing. Then I was on to dealing with Somali and Somali Bantu students. And I didn’t hear anything about Sudan.
I knew there were attempts at reunification. I had heard that there was still infighting.
But I never knew it was this bad.
And I kind of wonder when we will find peace.