ISHMAEL BEAH
AUTHOR OF: A LONG WAY GONE
"'Ishmael Beah is a novelist who got famous after publishing his acclaimed memoir, A Long Way Gone, in 2007. Ishmael beah was born November 3, 1980 in Bonthe District, Sierra Leone and he is currently 37 years old. Ismael got married to Priscillia Kounkou in 2013. He move to the united states in 1988 and finished his last 2 years of high school at the United Nations International school in New York. In 2004, Ishmael graduated from Oberlin college with a Bachelor's Degree in Political Science. Ishmael is a human rights activist. He is a member of the Human Rights Watch Children's Rights Division. He has also spoken in front of many groups such as The United Nations, The Council on Foreign Relations, The Center for Emerging Threats and Opportunities (CETO) at the Marine Corps Warfighting Laboratory, and many other NGO panels on children affected by war. Ishmael still writes and his most recent novel was published in January 2014 and is called Radiance of Tomorrow. "Sometimes i feel that living in New York City, having a good family and friends,and just being alive is a dream, that perhaps this second life of mine isn't really happening. In 1993 when Ishmael was 12 years old he was separated from his family when the Sierra Leone Civil War began 2 years before that. His town was attacked by the Revolutionary FRont which was a rebel army group. He then ran away from home and traveling through roads that were full of dead bodies.
”I couldn't believe that the simple and precious world i had known, where knights were celebrating with storytelling and dancing and morning greeted with the singing of birds and cock crows, was now a place where only guns spoke and sometimes it seemed even the sun hesitated to shine
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/14/magazine/14soldier.t.html
”I couldn't believe that the simple and precious world i had known, where knights were celebrating with storytelling and dancing and morning greeted with the singing of birds and cock crows, was now a place where only guns spoke and sometimes it seemed even the sun hesitated to shine
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/14/magazine/14soldier.t.html