Please see below two personal stories from Darfuris.
Abakar become like a brother to me and a big part of my family in the UK when working with the Darfuri community in the UK. We continue to be in good contact. --Nikki Levitan, Researcher, GPN Genocide Prevention Now
Fatima is a 60 year old woman from Darfur, Sudan. She fell victim to the genocide in Darfu when the Janjaweek entered her village in the early hours of the morning. During the attack on her village Fatima witnessed her husband being shot dead in front of her and then was taken away to be gang raped and tortured. Fatima managed to flee Darfur with her eight children to the capital of Sudan, Khartoum. She was separated from her children when escaping Sudan to Egypt. From there she came to Israel where she now lives in South Tel Aviv. She has very little contact with her family back in Sudan.
Abakar, from the Zaghawa tribe, lived in a small village near Al Fashir. Abakar just turned 17 when his village was attacked around 4 am. He heard men on horseback (janjaweed) enter the village, gunshots and people screaming.
Abakar become like a brother to me and a big part of my family in the UK when working with the Darfuri community in the UK. We continue to be in good contact. --Nikki Levitan, Researcher, GPN Genocide Prevention Now
Fatima is a 60 year old woman from Darfur, Sudan. She fell victim to the genocide in Darfu when the Janjaweek entered her village in the early hours of the morning. During the attack on her village Fatima witnessed her husband being shot dead in front of her and then was taken away to be gang raped and tortured. Fatima managed to flee Darfur with her eight children to the capital of Sudan, Khartoum. She was separated from her children when escaping Sudan to Egypt. From there she came to Israel where she now lives in South Tel Aviv. She has very little contact with her family back in Sudan.
Abakar, from the Zaghawa tribe, lived in a small village near Al Fashir. Abakar just turned 17 when his village was attacked around 4 am. He heard men on horseback (janjaweed) enter the village, gunshots and people screaming.
