Just prior to getting out of bed this morning I heard the sound of explosions. I ask the others at breakfast what it was. The consensus is landmines being set off. Stories follow of signs in the campssaying "WARNING, Landmine are;" of bodas being stopped by soldiers because a new group has been found along the road and they must be set off; of students in classes missing arms, legs, because they were playing...being children...just outside playing.
Sitting here eating breakfast, I know I haven't moved, but I suddenly find myself feeling much farther away from home.
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