My mother is a superwoman; a warrior and my hero. As the first born, I watched her go through civil wars and fight with rebels to make sure no harm came to her family members or kids.
Ibrahim and mother
I recall vividly in Liberia during 1994 war, at the border with Cote D’Ivoire, while my family and I were trying to crossover to Ivory Coast, the rebels stopped us and wanted to shoot my dad because he is a Lebanese; my mother while holding one of my siblings stood shielding my dad and said:
“You have to kill me first before you can touch any of my family members” and the rebel started shooting between my mum’s legs as she jumped up and down dodging bullets.
They used to call that “digging potatoes.” Luckily for us, a jet bomber flew by causing the rebels to disperse and we ran into the river and went across the border.
That was how we survived a near tragic experience. I was just a little girl but the first born, so I remember every moment and I cherish her so much for all the fights she put up to keep her family alive and together.
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Juliet Ibrahim: the day my ghanaian mom rescued my lebanese father from rebels in Liberia
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