Those We Throw Away Are Diamonds Review

A stunning and heartbreaking lens on the global refugee crisis, from a man who faced the very worst of humanity and survived to advocate for displaced people around the world

One day when Mondiant Dogon, a Bagogwe Tutsi born in Congo, was just three years old, his father's lifelong friend, a Hutu man, came to their home with a machete in his hand and warned the family they were to be killed within hours. Mondiant's family fled into the forest, beginning a long and dangerous journey into Rwanda. They made their way to the first of several UN tent cities in which they would spend decades. But their search for a safe haven had only just begun. Hideous violence stalked them in the camps. Even though Rwanda famously has a former refugee for a president in Paul Kagame, refugees in that country face enormous prejudice and acute want. For much of his life, Mondiant and his family ate barely enough to keep themselves from starving. He fled back to Congo in search of the better life that had been lost, but there he was imprisoned and then forced to work as a child soldier.

For most refugees, the camp starts as an oasis but soon becomes quicksand, impossible to leave. Yet Mondiant managed to be one of the few refugees he knew to go to college. Though he hid his status from his fellow students out of shame, eventually he would emerge as an advocate for his people.

Rarely do refugees get to tell their own stories. We see them only for a moment, if at all, in flight: Syrians winding through the desert; children searching a Greek shore for their parents; families gathered at the southern border of the United States. But through his writing, Mondiant took control of his own story and spoke up for forever refugees everywhere.

As Mondiant once wrote in a poem, "Those we throw away are diamonds."

Review

An e-arc of the book has been provided by the publisher, Penguin Random House International, in exchange for an honest review.

“I hoped that none of these new refugees would be forgotten as we were for decades, forever lost in a permanent impermanence.”

A poignant and beautiful eye-opening life story of a Congonese refugee.

The intensity of this memoirs is truly mind-blowing. At some point, while reading this book, my mind keeps on blocking the reality of the story. I was reading it as something that is fictional to stop myself from cascading into anxiety. It was surreal to read the firsthand experience of a boy—a BOY! might I remind you—experiencing genocide. It is appalling and I needed to put the book down to breathe as, one by one, this boy’s friends and family dies. Never experiencing proper childhood but the horror of life, Mondiant became so much older for his age. Despite all that, he never lost that light of kindness within him. Considering it ate up most of his childhood life, it was an amazing thing how he never resorted to the violence the life has offered.

“I was so young. But living through a war makes you older. When you are three or four or five years old and you spend a year living in a war you become as wise as if you were twenty years old. You learn when to close your eyes and how to keep them open even while you sleep. You stop asking for food no matter how hungry you are. You see people dying wherever you go, and you you say, “Wow, I’m next.”

It breaks my heart that the reality of our world is extremely cruel. The never ending war, big or small, ruins so many wonderful experiences these kids and families could have had. Mondiant told his story. He showed us his vulnerability in order for us to know his truth. I want to give him a huge hug.

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