During the Holocaust, there was a couple living in Germay who learned to the truth of what the Nazi regime was doing. For as long as they could, they left flyers in public places telling this truth. They didn’t know if it made a difference, but it was all they felt they could do. They […]
Category: Day 2: June 16, 2009
The team arrives in Camp Djabal. Is it home?
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Dried Veins
As we fly from Abeche to Goz Beida, I begin to feel at ease; we are on our way and soon will be among old friends. This journey is now familiar. Out my window in the plane, trees grow near dry tributaries that stretch across the sand like the veins of a drying country. Small […]
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At home at Djabal – ?
We arrived at camp Djabal at about 2:30pm, which is pretty late to be starting work at a refugee camp. Djabal is a very convenient camp, though, because it is only about a 10 minute drive away from town. The camp looked empty, since people get away from the heat and out of sight during […]
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