Chapters 1-3: In the first two chapters of my book They Fight Like Soldiers They Die Like Children, the author introduced us to his life as an early teen. His destination was set his father was a military veteran and a hardworking man that worked for everything he had. The same way he wanted his son to be. The author tells us that he had no choice he was going to have to train to be a soldier. He connects it to the children soldiers who were called Hutu youths. From what I understand the author was saying although he was not excited about what his father was putting him threw he could find things to enjoy, things that could still put a smile on his face unlike the Hutu youth. The children of the Hutu youth spent their days nights and morning standing on corners of a poverty stroke community. When growing up the author was taught to be mature. He said, “the gallant old soldiers who taught me as a boy created a learning atmosphere that was serious yet very considerate, very human .” he goes on to tell the readers that this is completely different, “The children soldiers under the gun of inhuman adults see no end in sight.” The children are abused and the way they treat them is comparable to nothing it is just awful what the military soldiers make these young innocent children do. I was outraged that the men who throw these children into to war don’t have the guts to fight. The whole reason they have these kids fight for them is because they don’t care about their lives. The value of one of these kids’ lives is nothing to the war lords. If a kid dies it doesn’t affect them, they have thousands of more kids to fight their battle. It’s still early in my reading and I’m upset with what the people do to these kids.
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