Children at war, children on the run
By G. Jefferson Price III
KEREPO, Sudan (June
28, 2005) - Freddie Deichi speaks in a hoarse murmur when he describes the day
he was abducted by the Lord's Resistance Army, a brutal rebel militia of young
boys, girls and grown men fighting the government in northern Uganda.
It was two years
ago. Freddie was 7 years old at the time. His father, Daniel Wani, his mother,
Josephine Abua, and his six siblings had fled to northern Uganda to escape the
war in southern Sudan.
They were living
in a refugee camp in the center of another conflict. The area around them was
being terrorized by the LRA, led by Joseph Kony,
a messianic fanatic who claimed he wanted to rule the land according to the Ten
Commandments.
In the process,
he and his band were violating most commandments, especially the one on
killing. To build their army, they abducted youngsters and taught them to kill
at an age when they were most susceptible to indoctrination. The young girls
were trained in the same murderous ways, even to return to their villages and
beat to death their own parents. The girls also were taken as wives for the
older LRA militiamen, forced into submission by the knowledge that they would
be beaten to death if they did not submit.
At the height of
the LRA's rampage, an estimated 20,000 youngsters were said to have been
abducted in this way.
In that context,
Freddie Deichi was one of the lucky ones. He escaped.
"They came
during the day," he said, speaking through a local interpreter. "My
mother was cooking. My father was working in the field.
"My father
came and tried to rescue me, but they beat him and he ran to hide in the
sorghum field. My mother ran away and they did not try to chase her. They were
gathering together the children they had captured. There about 25 of us. Some
of us were tied together with ropes.
"We marched
a long way to a forest. I was not tied. When they were not looking, I hid in
the forest. I walked back. It was a long way. I came to a stream and slept
there. In the morning, I walked to the home of my aunt and she took me
home."
His parents show
no sign of awkwardness as he describes how they appeared to abandon him to his
fate. If they had persisted in trying to save the boy, they would certainly
have been beaten to death. All they could do was hope he would return.
In January,
Sudan's Islamic fundamentalist government signed a peace agreement with the
rebels of the south, who are dominated by the Sudan People's Liberation Army.
The war lasted more than 20 years in its latest incarnation. Two million people
died in the conflict. Four million people, like Daniel Wani and his family, were
uprooted from their homes as the government forces, using bombers and tanks,
swept through the south, assisted by local militias.
After the peace
agreement was signed, Mr. Wani decided to bring his family back to what was
left of a collection of mud huts covered with thatched roofs in Kerepo. He did
this over several weeks, using only a bicycle to bring back one or two at a
time.
Kerepo is near
the road that runs north toward Juba. The countryside is littered with the
debris of war. Men of the SPLA, carrying automatic weapons, some festooned with
bandoleers of shells, patrol the area on foot and in trucks.
Why? Because
although the SPLA and Sudan's army aren't fighting anymore, the LRA is here,
attacking villages for food and supplies, killing people and abducting
youngsters, although not nearly on the scale of a couple of years ago in
northern Uganda. They are here because during the north-south war, the Khartoum
government supplied them to attack the Sudanese rebels from the south.
Everything is
relative, though. "I feel better protected here," says Daniel Wani,
standing by a patch of peanuts he has cultivated. "I want to settle down
without having to run away again."
Maybe that will
happen, if the peace agreement holds, if international donors such as the
United States come through with the $4.5 billion promised to rebuild southern
Sudan, if the LRA is driven back into northern Uganda - and if these things
happen quickly so the whole place doesn't blow up again.
G. Jefferson Price III
was a foreign correspondent and an editor at The Sun. He has been traveling on
behalf of Catholic Relief Services
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