The sudden displacement has also been devastating for parents, such as Berhanu Kiros, 30, and his wife, Enkubahri Berhanu. Enkubahri, 24, was in the hospital in Humera, having just given birth to their first children, twins, when shelling of the town began. The couple fled, and Berhanu feared for his wife’s health, as she continued bleeding. After two days, they were separated as they fled again, and for days, each didn’t know if the other had survived.
“This was my first experience of war,” Berhanu says, talking about how the conflict coincided with the momentous time of becoming a father.
“We came from a nation of dignity and pride, and now we are here, begging with our children,” he says. “The country has collapsed. It’s heartbreaking.”
The Norwegian Refugee Council has set up makeshift classrooms for refugee children. Here, refugee teachers instruct hundreds of students in morning and afternoon shifts, tutoring them in math, science, and languages.
“I want to know ABC so that I can speak English,” Azeb Gebrekristos, 7, says through an interpreter.
On a recent evening, 17-year-old Ataklti says he’s had a successful day and is about to sell the last of his cakes. But more than anything, he longs for the familiar streets where he grew up in Ethiopia.
“I wish I could go back,” he says, eyes downcast. “I miss home.”