In the last 5 years or so our book world has welcomed many books on Darfur. What sets this one apart is its slightly more balanced view of life in Darfur. The author, Daoud, writes about his real life experiences, the pain, but also the joy. He reminds us that no matter how dark and horrible life can be, there is still humor and love and those are the very things that make life worth fighting for. It's heartbreaking and tragic, but its unfaltering look at the horror that other people in the world are experiencing is powerful. ( )

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The atrocity of a genocide is well beyond what I could have imagined. Daoud Hari's perspective educated me as he described his inside view of the brutality taking place. The inhumane acts continue to be performed on a daily basis. It's cruel and heart-breaking, and most of all . . . unnecessary. Read The Translator: A Tribesman's Memoir of Darfur, I guarantee that you will learn something. (4/5)

Originally posted on: "Thoughts of Joy..." ( )

I often struggle to understand the world around me. I cannot be everywhere and understand everything. What must it be like to live under Islamic law as a woman in Saudi? What is really going on with Tibet and China? Why does the gov't in Cambodia evict people with no recompense? I really have no clue. But I want to know.

"The Translator" gives a good idea of Darfur. It is written by Daoud Hari and is subtitled, "A Tribesman's Memoir of Darfur". It is the story of one man whose village was burned and killed and what he did after that. Because he was schooled in English and Arabic, he was able to be of use to journalists and researchers as a translator.

The picture which began for me as a blurry and confusing situation was focused with this book. I certainly don't understand all the situation, but I have a clue now. The book was a very easy read, exciting and engrossing.
The introduction by the author begins,

"'If God must break your leg He will at least teach you to limp' - so it is said in Africa. This book is my poor limping, a modest account that cannot tell every story that deserves telling. I have seen and heard many things in Darfur that have broken my heart. I bring the stories to you because I know most people want other to have goo lives and, when they understand the situaiton, they will do what they can to steer the world back toward kindness. This is when human beings, I believe, are most admirable."
His purpose in writing is clear.
I like the way Daoud (David in English) brings us into an understanding of his world. He says of an airplane trip home to Darfur after a stay in jail in Egypt, "Altitude itself is a powerful thing. When travelers are in space, looking at our small planet from a distance where borders and flags cannot be seen or imagined..... ...... bends one toward a peaceful view. That is what I wanted, really, just peace. I was sad and anxious for my poeple but not angry. I didn't want to kill any human person. I didn't even hate the man who was organizing all these crimes, the president of Sudan, though I wished deeply to take him for a long walk through the villages of my childhood and perhaps change his way of thinking about how best to serve the people, which is surely his job."
Well, Daoud took me for walks through his village and other villages as well. It was sobering. I am glad I went, just as he hoped the reader would be.
Of the great Sahara desert crossing, he speaks of how to know directions, "All trails are erased with each wind. You can note the stars at night, if it is clear, or see where the sun rises or sets, also if it is clear, but it is not always clear and the tilted horizon provided by the great dunes disorients you even under a cloudless sky. ....
....You are modern and think your compass and your GPS will keep you from trouble. But the batteries will give out in your GPS, or the sand will ruin it. Your compass may break or become lost as you try to put away your bedding one morning in a hard sandstorm. So yo will want to know the ways that have worked for thousand of years...
...Be careful: some people die because they look to a distant mountain as their guide, but the wind moves these mountains around; you might travel in circles until your eyes close and your heart withers.
It says everything about this land to know that even the mountains are not to be trusted, and that the crunching sound under your camel's hooves are usually human bones, hidden and revealed as the wind pleases."
I love the way he speaks to the Western reader:
"Everyone knows the family of everyone else among the Zaghawa [his people group]. If you live in a small town, you know a great deal about the families who live there. If your town had no television or other things to take you away from visiting all the time, your town could be very large and you would still know something about everyone. So it is like that."
Often we read those words, "It is like that". Daoud paints good word pictures.
This is one good yarn. ( )

NCLA Review - "I am a translator who has taken journalists into dangerous Darfur . It is my intention now to take you there in this book, if you have the courage to come with me." Daoud Hari, a Zaghawa tribesman, born and raised in a village in Darfur in the Sudan recounts memories of his boyhood, family, friends and the attacks and acts of genocide happening today to his people. This book is an action-packed adventure complete with accounts of prison and torture, all wrapped in the trappings of genocide in Darfur. All the world's people need to know the story of rape, murder and the burning of villages, and how ancient hatreds and greed for resources collide in this tribal culture. This is a book that would fit well into any church library, and a must read to understand what is happening to innocent people. There are two Appendices: Appendix 1 provides a short history of the situation in Darfur ; Appendix 2 details the Universal Declaration of Human Rights adapted by the United Nations. Rating: 4 —BS204p, Random 2008, $23.00 [962.404] ( )