Hope Means Seeing Her Children Again
When the first gunshots rang out, Mariam had only enough time to gather four of her children and flee. The other three left with their father’s brothers to the city of San. Heartbroken, she found refuge in Tominian.
In Tominian, the local social development service helped her find accommodation. This gesture was a first comfort, but far from enough to ease the pain of being separated from her children in San. Every day, Mariam knocked on neighbours doors, offering her hands to wash laundry in exchange for a few coins.
“I am very happy to have received this food. If I manage to save a little money, I will go see my children in San. I miss them so much…” she said, her eyes shining with hope..
Despite this joy, one worry remained: her eldest daughter, Awa, was forced to abandon school because their administrative documents were lost during the flight. Refusing to let her daughter’s future fade, Mariam directed her to a sewing workshop. Although the family continues to face challenges, Mariam has found ways to help her children rebuild their lives. Her daughter is learning tailoring skills, while her three sons are training with a local motorcycle mechanic.
Each night, Mariam relived the nightmare of her escape. Yet deep in her heart, she held onto hope: that one day she would return to Wara, reunite with her neighbors, resume the gardening she missed so dearly, and above all, gather her children around her once again.