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For five years, young Emmanuel Jal fought as a child soldier in the Sudan. Rescued by an aid worker, he's become an international hip-hop star and an activist for kids in war zones. In words and lyrics, he tells the story of his amazing life.
About Emmanuel Jal
Emmanuel Jal's hypnotic voice rises from hellish origins as a beacon of hope for those caught in seemingly endless cycles of war and despair. Full bio and more links
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I just want to say my name is Emmanuel Jal. And I come from a long way. I've been telling a story that has been so painful for me. It's been a tough journey for me, traveling the world, telling my story in form of a book. And also telling it like now. And also, the easiest one was when I was doing it in form of a music.
So I have branded myself as a war child. I'm doing this because of an old lady in my village now, who have lost her children. There is no newspaper to cover her pain, and what she wants to change in this society. And I'm doing it for a young man who want to create a change and has no way to project his voice because he can't write. Or there is no Internet, like Facebook, MySpace, YouTube, for them to talk.
Also one thing that kept me pushing this story, this painful stories out, the dreams I have. Sometimes is like the voices of the dead, that I have seen would tell me, "Don't give up. Keep on going." Because sometime I feel like stopping and not doing it. Because I didn't know what I was putting myself into.
Well I was born in the most difficult time, when my country was at war. I saw my village burned down. The world that meant a lot to me, I saw it vanish in my face. I saw my aunt in rape when I was only five. My mother was claimed by the war. My brothers and sisters were scattered. And up to now, me and my father were discharged and I still have issues with them. Seeing people die every day, my mother crying, it's like I was raised in a violence. And that made me call myself a war child.
And not only that, when I was eight I became a child soldier.
I didn't know what was the war for. But one thing I knew was an image that I saw that stuck in my head. When I went to the training camp I say, "I want to kill as many Muslims, and as many Arabs, as possible." The training wasn't easy. But that was the driving force. Because I wanted to revenge for my family. I wanted to revenge for my village.
Luckily now things have changed because I came to discover the truth, What was actually killing us wasn't the Muslims, wasn't the Arabs. It was somebody sitting somewhere manipulating the system, and using religion to get what they want to get out of us. Which is the oil, the diamond, the gold and the land. So realizing the truth give me a position to choose, should I continue to hate, or let it go?
So I happened to forgive. Now I sing music with the Muslims. I dance with them. I even had a movie out called "War Child," funded by Muslim people. So that pain has gone out. But my story is huge. So I'm just going to go into a different step now. Which is easier for me. I'm going to give you poem called "Forced to Sin." Which is from my album "War Child." I talk about my story. One of the journey that I tread when I was tempted to eat my friend because we had no food and we were like around 400. And only 16 people survived that journey. So I hope you're going to hear this.
My dreams are like torment. My every moment.
Voices in my brain, of friends that was slain.
Friends like Lual who died by my side,
of starvation. In the burning jungle, and the desert plain.
Next was I, but Jesus heard my cry
as I was tempted to eat the rotten flesh of my comrade.
We used to raid villages, stealing chickens, goats and sheeps.
I knew it was rude. But was needed food.
And therefore I was forced to sin, forced to sin to make a living.
Forced to sin to make a living.
Sometimes you gotta lose to win.
Left home at the age of seven.
One year later, live with an AK-47 by my side.
Run, duck, play dead and hide.
I've seem my people die like flies.
But I've never seen a dead body,
at least one that I've killed.
But still as I wonder, I won't go under.
Guns barking like lightning and thunder.
As a child so young and tender,
Words I can't forget I still remember.
I saw sergeant command raising his hand,
I'm caught in the burn of the drama.
War child, child without a mamma,
Yet as I wake this new war I'm not alone in this drama.
No sit or stop, as I reach for the top
I'm fully dedicated like a patriotic cop.
I'm on a fight, day and night.
Sometime I'm do wrong and other to make things right.
First time I'm feeling like a human being.
Your empty bellies on the telly and it's you that I'm fighting for.
Left home. Don't even know the day I'll ever return.
Music I used to hear was bombs and fire of guns.
So many people die that I don't even cry no more.
Ask God, question what am I here for.
And why, why when the rest of the children were learning how to read and write,
I ate snails, vultures, rabbits, snakes, and anything that had life.
I know it's a shame. But who is to be blamed?
That's my story shared in the form of a lesson.
(Applause) Thank you. (Applause)
What energized me and kept me going is the music I do. I never saw anybody to tell my story to them so they could advise me or do therapy. So the music had been my therapy for me. It's been where I actually see heaven. Where I can be happy, where I can be a child again, in dances, through music. So one thing I know about music, music is the only thing that has power to enter your cell system, your mind, your heart, influence your soul and your spirit, and can even influence the way you live without even you knowing. Music is the only thing that can make you want to wake up your bed and shake your leg, without even wanting to do it. And so the power music has I normally compare to the power love when love doesn't see a color. You know, if you fall in love with a frog, that's it.
One testimony about how I find music is powerful is when I was still a soldier back then. I hated the people in the north. But I don't know why I don't hate their music. So we party and dance to their music. And one thing that shocked me is one day an Arab musician to come and entertain the soldiers. And I almost broke my leg dancing to his music. But I had this question. So now I'm doing music so I know what the power of music is.
So what's happening here? I've been in a painful journey. Today is day number 233 in which I only eat dinner. I don't eat breakfast. No lunch. And I've done a campaign called Lose to Win. Where I'm losing so that I could win the battle that I'm fighting now. So my breakfast, my lunch, I donate it to a charity that I founded because we want to build a school in Sudan.
And I'm doing this because also it's a normal thing in my home, people eat one meal a day. Here I am in the West. I choose not to. So in my village now, kids there, they normally listen to BBC, or any radio, and they are waiting to know, the day Emmanuel will eat his breakfast it means he got the money to build our school. And so I made a commitment. I say, "I'm gonna not eat my breakfast." I thought I was famous enough that I would raise the money within one month. But I've been humbled. (Laughter)
So it's taken me 232 days. And I said, "No stop until we get it." And like it's been done on Facebook, MySpace. The people are giving three dollars. The lowest amount we ever got was 20 cents. Somebody donated 20 cents online. I don't know how they did it. (Laughter) But that moved me.
And so, the importance of education to me is what I'm willing to die for. I'm willing to die for this. Because I know what it can do to my people. Education enlighten your brain, give you so many chances, and you're able to survive. As a nation we have been crippled. For so many years we have fed on aid. You see a 20-years-old, 30-years-old families in a refugee camps. They only get the food that drops from the sky, from the U.N.
So these people, you're killing a whole generation if you just give them aid. If anybody want to help us this is what we need. Give us tools. Give the farmers tools. It's rain. Africa is fertile. They can grow the crops. (Applause) Invest in education. Education so that we have strong institution that can create a revolution to change everything. Because we have all those old men that are creating wars in Africa. They will die soon. But if you invest in education then we'll be able to change Africa. That's what I'm asking. (Applause)
So in order to do that, I founded a charter called Gua Africa. Where we put kids in school. And now we have Kaplan University. We have like 40 kids, ex-child soldiers mixed with anybody we feel like we want to support. And I said "I'm going to put it in practice." And with the people that are going to follow me and help me do things. That's what I want to do to change, to make a difference in the world.
Well now, my time is going. So I want to sing a song. But I'll ask you guys to stand up so we celebrate the life of a British aid worker called Emma McCune that made it possible for me to be here. I'm gonna sing this song. Just to inspire you how this woman has made a difference. She came to my country and saw the importance of education.
She said the only way to help Sudan is to invest in the women, educating them, educating the children. So that they could come and create a revolution in this complex society. So she even ended up marrying a commander from the SPLA. And she rescued over 150 child soldiers. One of them happened to be me. And so at this moment I want to ask to celebrate Emma with me. Are you guys ready to celebrate Emma?
♫ This one goes to Emma McCune ♫
♫ Angel to the west came one afternoon ♫
♫ I'm here because you rescued me ♫
♫ I'm proud to be part of your legacy ♫
♫ Thank you. Bless you. R-I-P ♫
♫ If Emma never rescued me? What would I be? ♫
♫ What would I be? Me! ♫ ♫ Another starving refugee ♫ ♫ What would I be? ♫
♫ If Emma never rescued me? Yeah! ♫
♫ You would have seen my face on the telly ♫
♫ Flys in my eyes, head too big for my size ♫
♫ Just another little serving child ♫♫
♫ Running around in Africa, born to be wild ♫
♫ Praise God, praise the Almighty ♫
♫ for sending an angel to rescue me ♫
♫ I got a reason for being on this Earth ♫
♫ 'Cause I know more than many what a life is worth ♫
♫ I better get a job and stand my ground ♫
♫ I'm going over mountains, leaps and bounds ♫
♫ I ain't an angel, hope I'll be one soon ♫
♫ And if I am, I wanna be like Emma McCune ♫
♫ If Emma never rescued me? Yeah! Yeah!♫
♫ I would have probably died from starvation ♫
♫ Or some other wretched disease ♫
♫ I would have grown up with no education ♫
♫ I stand here because somebody cared ♫
♫ I stand here because somebody dared ♫
♫ I know there is a lot of Emmas out there ♫
♫ Who is waiting and trying to save a life of a child ♫
♫ What would I be? Me! ♫ ♫ If Emma never rescued me? ♫
♫ What would I be? ♫ ♫ What would I be? ♫
♫ I remember the time when I was small ♫
♫ When I couldn't read or write at all ♫
♫ Now I'm all grown up, I got my education ♫
♫ The sky is the limit and the cup is running over ♫
♫ How I prayed for this day to come ♫
♫ And I pray that the world find wisdom ♫
♫ To give the boy in need some assistance ♫
♫ Instead of putting up resistance, Yeah ♫
♫ Sitting and waiting for the politics to fix this ♫
♫ They're all sitting on they asses ♫
♫ Popping champagne and scrunching up the masses ♫
♫ Coming from a refugee boy-soldier ♫
♫ But I still got my dignity ♫
♫ I'd be a corpse on the African plain ♫
♫ Is there anybody who's here in the back, some love ♫
♫ Big scream for Emma everybody ♫
♫ Yeah! I'm gonna get crazy now ♫
♫ Yeah, I would have probably died from starvation ♫
♫ Or some other wretched disease ♫
♫ I would have grown up with no education ♫
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