I Believe That There Is A God,

The Places I Come From Have Such Rich Languages, Such A Variety Of Expression. In Sierra Leone We Have About Fifteen Languages And Three Dialects. I Grew Up Speaking About Seven Of Them.

My Childhood Had Gone By Without My Knowing, And It Seemed As If My Heart Had Frozen.

I Was Still Hesitant To Let Myself Let Go, Because I Still Believed In The Fragility Of Happiness.

For Many Observers, A Child Who Has Known Nothing But War, A Child For Whom The Kalashnikov Is The Only Way To Make A Living And For Whom The Bush Is The Most Welcoming Community, Is A Child Lost Forever For Peace And Development. I Contest This View. For The Sake Of These Children, It Is Essential To Prove That Another Life Is Possible.

We All Find Joy And Radiance And A Reason To Move On Even In The Most Dire Of Circumstances. Even In Chaos And Madness, Theres Still A Beauty That Comes From Just The Vibrancy Of Another Human Spirit.