The poignant images in this book reveal the anguish, terror, bewilderment, and happiness of children born into a war that affected their everyday lives. Those who greeted me on jungle trails were happy, frightened, and wary. Barefooted, often balancing a little brother or sister on their hip holding out a hand for anything that we might give them. The ones standing apart, fearful, harboring memories of horrific things endured or witnessed. At the time I knew little of their life realities. It was to come fitfully with time, as they confronted me in the hamlets and villages with disease, illness, and injury.
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