I couldn’t banish the lump in my throat nor could I manage the constriction in my voice. It reflected a deep emotion that threatened to soon overflow. But I also knew and trusted the source: my deep passion for engaging with the struggles of Africa. On this particular day I wasn’t in Africa — I was stateside with a large gathering of Sudanese immigrants celebrating the world’s newest country, South Sudan.
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