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I am a simple person from a simple family who was part of a simple community. I grew up in the village of Dissa in the Darfur region of western Sudan. While growing up, I didn't know what racism was and didn't differentiate between people based on their color or religion. I had no access to television or electricity, had never tasted chocolate, and my family put our money in a hole instead of keeping it in a bank. In 2003, I was forced to leave my country with other Darfuris to escape persecution. While in Egypt in 2005, I read the word "refugee" in a book and realized that was me. I have…mehr

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I am a simple person from a simple family who was part of a simple community. I grew up in the village of Dissa in the Darfur region of western Sudan. While growing up, I didn't know what racism was and didn't differentiate between people based on their color or religion. I had no access to television or electricity, had never tasted chocolate, and my family put our money in a hole instead of keeping it in a bank. In 2003, I was forced to leave my country with other Darfuris to escape persecution. While in Egypt in 2005, I read the word "refugee" in a book and realized that was me. I have experienced hate and racism because I am a refugee and foreign. I have been called "ponga ponga," "chocolate," "ashikabla," and "koshi." All these terms were meant to humiliate me either for my status as a refugee or for the color of my skin. I have been put in prison for being a refugee. On December 31, 2005, in Egypt, twenty-seven people were killed in front of my eyes simply because they were refugees. This book tells my story, both the happy parts as a child and the challenging parts as a refugee. I want the world to see all of me, not just my skin or my legal status. Because Darfuri refugees aren't just a nameless mass of people. We have families, stories, lives, just like you.

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Adam Ahmed, or Adam Darfur, as some friends call him, was born in the village of Dissa, 170 kilometers from El Fasher, the capital of North Darfur. Like many Darfuris, he does not know exactly when he was born. He, like many of his countrymen, was forced to leave his home in 2004, when the Janjweed killed more than five hundred thousand people and forced more than two and half million to live in IDP (internally displaced person) camps and refugees outside their home country. Adam wrote his book to tell the world about what happened in Darfur and the continuing crisis there. He is currently studying to be a social worker at Walden University and plans to work with displaced refugee women and children once he receives his degree. He hopes to visit Rwanda one day to learn from them and understand how they overcome their own conflict.