Tue Jul 19, 2011 at 07:14 AM PDT
My cousins are about to dieby The TroubadourFollow
...and the only thing I can think of doing, at this difficult moment, is just talk about it. Maybe you'll be able to help somehow.
But before I do, here's a picture of my cousin. She's seven & beautiful. Her name is Fartun. I wish I knew her better than I do – we've kind of gone different paths in our lives, and never really had the chance to meet. But I love her. And she needs help.
Seven-year-old Fartun Hassan smiles shyly after hanging a cloth she had just washed on a tree at a Medecins Sans Frontieres (Doctors Without Borders) hospital in Dadaab
Fartun right now is in Dadaab, the largest refugee camp in the world situated in an arid corner of Kenya. She is Somali – our families kind of went separate ways a long time ago. Actually, mine did, moving out of Africa and migrating into the Middle East, then up through Europe and finally, recently, to North America. Her family remained in Africa, and even though I left a long, long time ago, I still think of that place. And right now, I'm thinking of her. Of how I'd like to play soccer with her one day. If she survives. If I can help her survive.
Fartun is just one of a staggering 11 million Africans who are caught, at this moment, in one of the greatest humanitarian crises in human history.
I've never gotten a chance to visit my cousin Fartun in Dadaab, but my friend Nazanine Moshiri has, and this is how she describes the place:
I have been to refugee camps before, but nothing on the sheer scale of Dadaab. The camp was only supposed to house tens of thousands, but according to the latest UNHCR figures there are now more than 370,000 people here.
An additional 10,000 or so people still unregistered - add that to the 1,000 or more arriving every single day.
The facility is just huge - split into three sections by kilometres of dark golden sand, swirling in the wind. One of the most famous of inner camps is called Dagahaley, this is where many of the people who have walked for days, first arrive.
What really strikes you is just how many women and children there are. Their faces, hands and feet covered in dust that has turned their skin a greyish colour. It is estimated that 80 per cent of the Somalis coming are women and children...
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2011/07/19/995910/-My-cousins-are-about-to-die?via=siderec