Je ne sais pas vous, mais moi I am crying too đ„
ProfondĂ©ment Ă©mue par sa demande, un de mes petits habituĂ©s, S, m’a demandĂ© de partager son message sur le groupe pour vnous tous, pour eux tous, je lui dĂ©couvre en plus un sacrĂ© talent ( nb il m’appelle Awa) : « Awa i want to share this idea on the plateform……can you see it and edit it : Good morning Belguim, i wish peace to all of you. this is Voice of Migrants ………………………..I do not know how to write but I have to write. First of all, I would like to thank you all the people of Belgium, especially those who can feel our pain and tears, who can share our problem and our trouble, who treat us as a human being and as a family. I can’t write more because no word can express their humanity and kindness…..you are making the world easy to live. We can’t reply your favour only God can do that……
but sometimes we give up to leave. because we feel alone, we feel understimated, we feel strange, we feel insulted, we feel missed, we feel pain, we feel no one, we feel lonely. no one can see the tear in our eye, no one understand the pain, no one understand how we passed through, no one can feel our pain and no one can see the fire which burns inside. people only ask you « what happened?  » even they didn’t understand but am really sure there is a day we can proud of who we are, we will show as we have a power to change the world and we want to show how much we are useful and strong to this world ……. i miss that day and it is so soon,not too far. »
Je ne sais pas vous, mais moi I am crying too đ„