Mauritania

My name is Abraham. This is my true story. In my family were nine children, six boys and three girls. I am the fourth born and the fourth son. The best time of my life was when I was living in Rindiao with my parents, my siblings and friends. Looking back on my life now, I see that all my prayers were heard and answered, maybe not in the way that I wanted them to be, but God did answer. One day, a border dispute over farming rights sent the governments of Mauritania and Senegal on a collision course to war. The Berbers, fearing the Black African soldiers might aid the Senegalese army, executed the thousands of black Mauritanians in their army, and literally pushed any Pulaars living in their northern cities into the Senegalese River and Senegal. They confiscated all clothing, money, and papers so they had no identity and could not claim they were Mauritanians.