Kitten wonders into blog lazily and not the most enthusiatically. I should be happy but I can't really say that I am. I just do not want to be here at the moment. I'm sick and tired of people, all people, everyone in particular. The sun is shining and it is about 50ish F. Maybe I'm PMSing?Well, enough about me, I'm sick of hearing about everyone else problems and so I will not subject anyone to my own.
I'm reading a very fascinating but heartbreaking book called "A Long Gone"(You can't underline how annoying) by Ishmael Beah. It is a biography about this man's life. He lived he Sierra Leone, during his childhood, in the time the war broke out in 1993. At first the war was just something he heard about but eventually the rebels can to his village. He and his older brother escaped from the village but were seperated from their parents. Junior and Ismael, along with some friends from the village travaled from town to town for months, trying to find their parents and stay one step ahead of the rebels. Because many of rebel soldiers were boys around Ismael's age(12), the boys were not even safe when they were traveling because the villagers would mistake them for rebels! After awhile Junior and Ismael are seperated and Ismael wonders alone for quite awhile. Eventually he comes across several boys from a Mattru Jong, which is a city close to his village. They team up and continue traveling.
This is as far as I have gotten. I'm half way through so when I finish the last half I will finish the story. I could not image seeing and doing the things that Ismael had done. It is so sad but I cannot put the book down. Unfortuantely, my accouting forces me to and so I must go.
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