27, November, 2012 The Diary of John Bul Dau It is me again, John. The times in America have yet to become easy for me, it is quite different than what we imagined it to be in Kakuma. New York is a place of chance yet it can only be helpful to you if you work for it, which is not always an easy thing to accomplish. Sometimes, when things are looking incredibly bad, I can’t help but wonder if I would have been happier if I had stayed in Kakuma. I have landed a job, three to be exact…
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