This is Saifullah…and I’d love to tell everyone who spent this Easter with their family, a story about him and his family.
You might remember me writing about him before. He’s 18 and from Afghanistan, and is trying to make his way to Belgium on foot.
When we met him, he had just walked from Bulgaria to Serbia. His story so far was crazy. He told me that in Bulgaria, police had deliberately smashed his phone, knowing that he would be relying on it for navigation – like many refugees making this journey. This had meant that he wasn’t able to call his mum for two months and he worried about her worrying about him every day.
Then, in a camp in Bulgaria, he made a friend who was keen to learn English. Saifullah speaks perfect English so he spent two weeks teaching his new friend until he could hold a basic conversation. His friend was so grateful, that he gifted Saifullah the most valuable thing he owned…his phone.
Saifullah immediately called his mum who cried and cried in relief that he was alive.