The following passage from pages 237–238 shows how fear and hope are not only powerful weapons but are, sometimes, also interwoven in some of the books passages:
“Sometimes,” the man said, “the harsh realities of life can blind us to the beauty and promise in our world.” He motioned to Amina and her baby. “When we see a child mother, we see only shame. We must look closer and see courage.” Amina rocked her baby and spoke to a mother whose toddler sat at her feet, patting on a drum. The man pointed to an older boy, who was speaking with the elderly villager with the milky eyes. A jagged scar carved a line from the boy’s forehead to his chin, and a gaping hole occupied the spot where his right eye should have been. “When we look at a face scarred by war, we see only pain. We must look deeper and see strength.” The elderly villager reached out and took the boy’s hand in his. “And when the world looks at the former abductees and child soldiers of the LRA,” the man said, “they must look past the crimes they were forced to commit and see them for who they truly are.”
