Embracing the newness a new country a new culture..beautifully wriiten by Ian, must read
Ahmed gazed with astonishment at the children of the family next door playing in their front yard. He was aware the name of the game in English was basketball.
Since his family had moved into the neighbourhood from the detention centre where refugees had been processed over countless months he’d lost track of time, and troubles in his homeland were beginning to fade from his memory. He’d constantly pestered his father during that period of detention asking why they had to be locked up and unable to move out of that guarded area. His father told him it was for their protection, but Ahmed could not understand why when he could catch glimpses of people moving freely outside without any obvious concern.
Later he would understand why that long and dangerous trek over mountains and out of his country and then the boat trip to another country was because it…
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