I walked quickly with them because I was so afraid to be killed. They walked with us in the forests. We were lined up in one line where Arabs walked beside us. Every night we slept; Arabs would gather us in one place. They gave us boiled sorghum to eat. It was not enough food, but we cannot complain or say anything. 4 Dinka adult men were killed on our way to north Sudan. They refused to walke. Arabs shot them dead.
When we arrived to Kiir Adeem, Arabs met to discuss how they will distribute us. I was given to Adam Musa, Arab master. He took me to his Raskanida. He has a wife and 5 children. I was forced to take care of goats. It was not normal life; I was a real slave. I was so worried every day to be killed. I was so afraid. No good food, no clothes and I was not paid for the work I did. I was just a slave. Arab master would beat me very badly if I lost one goat and called me very bad names (Jienge, dirty, monkey). There are many Dinka slave in Rashanida.
One day, Arab master sent me to the market, I met with the retriever, he saw me and came to me and asked me if I am a Dinka tribe. I said yes, I am a Dinka. Arab retriever followed me to Arab master home. He met with Arab master. I am not sure what happened in their meeting, but I think Arab retriever gave something to Arab master. Arab retriever took me to his camp. I met with many other slaves in the camp. We walked to South Sudan. Arab retriever gave us food to eat. He gave us used clothes. I was so afraid, I thought Arab master will follow us with his men and killed us, but we arrived to South Sudan safely. I thank God for bringing me back to South Sudan.
Narrative provided by Christian Solidarity International
