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"Why me? What did I do to America? I was just playing" ask Afghan child
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"Why me? What did I do to America? I was just playing. I don't know where my friends are, where my mother is,"

Sath Mohd, 11, will go through life without his right leg, which was blown off when a bomb landed close to a group of children playing near the southern city of Kandahar.


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While many may appear resigned to their fate, despair and grief is clearly visible in the mushrooming communities of Afghans who have made it to safety.
It is rare to find an intact family. Refugees, often in tears, recount how they have found sons shot dead by the Taliban and had sons and husbands forcibly conscripted to fight a war they do not want to fight. Scores more tell of homes destroyed by US bombs, children, husbands, wives, mothers and fathers killed during the five-week long campaign to eliminate Osama bin Laden and his al-Qaeda network.

And some of those affected by the US-led bombing campaign will never fully recover, physically or psychologically. Sath Mohd, 11, will go through life without his right leg, which was blown off when a bomb landed close to a group of children playing near the southern city of Kandahar.

Twelve days after he was admitted to hospital in shock and caked in dried blood and mud, he is struggling to come to terms with what has happened. "Why me? What did I do to America? I was just playing. I don't know where my friends are, where my mother is," he said. His grieving father, holding his hand, asked: "What future does he have?"

http://www.jang.com.pk/thenews/nov2001-daily/17-11-2001/national/n4.htm
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