When American friends asked Awer about his life in the village before the war, he always thought hard about what he would say. Most questions come as short as such “Why couldn’t you tell us what happened?” Such questions put him into big search for answers. Friends and families in America usually ask Awer this question when he visits their houses. Though he has never thought about asking them back of what they meant, and what should he tell them? Of course, all they wanted to hear is a Lost Boy story of Sudan.
First thing most people believe about Lost Boys of Sudan is that; they are viewed as young boys who struggled in the midst of the Sudanese civil war. Those who believed this way are right. They share their stories with concern people willing to learn about how they disappeared in the bushes. Although it is hard to tell the memories of those days, Awer always find ways to recall those earlier ages when he was 6-7 years old. Having to share the stories of his livelihood brings in worse memories such as; lost of his friends, suffering through thirst, hunger, disease, and others eaten by lions. Not in this story, Awer Bul will not share much about these sad times. He will take you through his childhood memories before the war. Never the less, people tend to forget about untold side of joyous moments before he became a Lost Boy of Sudan.
His blog title “Narrow Path to My Village” boils it down as the way to sharing joyous memories. This site will put you right into the path of Awer Bul, an artist, activist and advocate for human right who grew up in the midst of Sudanese civil war. He will take you through his past as his childhood memories resurrections.
