Mustafa* is 33. He and his wife have two daughters and a son. Our interviewer describes Mustafa as a calm man with lively, kind eyes, often found sitting in the shade of his shed, quietly watching the comings and goings of those around him.
The shed he sits under is a temporary structure made of millet stalks with plastic stretched over them to provide some respite from the scorching sun and the rain when it comes. It’s one of thousands of similar makeshift shelters in a camp for refugees, and it’s the place Mustafa and his family call home at the moment.
Before everything changed
The family used to live in a good house in a large village near the capital city of Sudan’s West Darfur state. Mustafa had a successful business that provided for them financially. He explains, ‘I was a trader. I sold a bit of everything, and many people were my customers, so I got to know each neighbour by his first name.’
Then, in April 2023, the day came when everything changed.
‘The fire, the screams, the fear,’ Mustafa recalls. ‘Our village was attacked. Burned. Those who survived fled. I, with my wife and my two children, set off into the unknown, and it took us almost two months to reach the border.’
The family arrived at Zabout refugee camp in Chad in June 2023, which is where they have lived since then – in their millet stalk shelter. It was here, in Zabout, that his wife gave birth to their third child.