From War to Peace
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Last published Mon, Jan 16, 2017
Peace is knowing that one can go through trials and tribulations and still rise to tell their story. Born in the war-torn country of the former Sudan, Nyibol did not expect to walk over a thousand miles at the age of 5, or live in several refugee camps located in Ethiopia and Kenya after she was forced to leave her grandmother from a village in South Sudan, currently the world's newest nation after its secession from Sudan. Nyibol Bior couldn't understand why the world was so cruel and why love was no more after she was taken away from her grandmother to live in a refugee camp with the rest of her family. While on her journey to unknown destinations, full of destructions and fear, she felt on her knees and wished for death to come before even knowing what it was. Dying seemed better to her over walking endless miles without food or repose; until one day she had a dream which pushed her to have the realization that humanity is not dead. Nyibol overcame adversity by choosing to embrace the storm, living in over three different foreign lands, from the late 1980s to present day. She migrated to the United States at the age of 12 with her entire family of 9 in 1995. Nyibol began telling her story while she learned to speak English; writing what she could only remember from a child's perspective. The story covers her experience in the second civil war of Sudan and the countries she lived in after that. She explains how her persistence kept her going after the war, but most importantly, how she obtained peace by accepting that war may exist, but humanity isn't dead. Her story is extremely motivational, written for the young and old; once you read it, you'll never again think about giving up on your dreams.
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