“My parents fled from Liberia to Ghana because of the war, with my brother; I was still in my mother’s tummy, and a few weeks after, I was born. Things in Ghana were really hard… my father went off to look for work, so that he could provide for the family, and he never came back.
And so- because I was just a baby then, and my brother was pretty young too- my mum had to go out to look for work so that she could get us food, so she left us with our uncle, Dennis, so she too never came back… And then my uncle Dennis found my aunty later in the camp and we all started living together until we came here.
We still have hope, it’s good to have hope, because anything is possible, you know? You never know.
There was one year, we were in a camp called Buduburam camp in Ghana and a family friend told us ‘your mother came looking for you,’ and we talked to her, but we haven’t really heard much since.”