I am 40 years old, and the father of two children aged nine and seven. I worked in Yemen as a tailor for 25 years.
Every now and then, Mother Nature reminds us of her palpable force—the recent El Niño was one of those reminders.
Since early 2015, Boko Haram-related violence and military action have resulted in significant displacement in the Lack Chad Basin as Chadian citizens and Nigerian refugees seek safety.
Contemporary patterns and processes of forced displacement do not easily lend themselves to resolution through the three classic durable solutions of return, local integration or resettlement (or relocation for Internally Displaced Persons (IDPs)).
When I was a young boy, I yearned to leave Somalia. I wanted to travel wherever my feet could carry me, in search of a better life. Eventually, I attempted to travel to Europe through Libya. I was arrested in Libya, and sent back to Somalia. I tried to leave Somalia once again. This time, I wanted to travel to Saudi Arabia through Yemen. When I got to Yemen, I ran out money. I thought I would only stay in the country for a few days, but I ended up staying for much longer. In fact, I made Yemen my home for six years. And now, my feet have carried me back home to Somalia.