We had 'official' hours of duty, but the children were so friendly that they followed us around all the time, wanting attention and hugs. They took me to meet their families, where I was given coffee and listened to their sad accounts. Many are staying in the camp with a grandmother or an aunt - they wait anxiously for news out of Bosnia that their parents are still alive and several have no parents left. They come from all parts of Bosnia, not only Sarajevo.
We cannot begin to comprehend these people's attachment to their 'home'. They tend to build their own homes over years and with great sacrifices. When the children get married they set up home in the same house or maybe build a new house at the bottom of the garden. All these people want is to go home, regardless of whether there is still a house or a pile of rubble, but it is unlikely they will be able to do this when Bosnia is partitioned.
If only the politicians of the world could experience the horrors of this war as closely as these innocent
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