Often in life, as in this book, there is no bigger question I am left with aside from "Why?"
Reading the last page of this book tonight, I am no closer to the answer of that question but I am closer to an understanding of our interconnectedness. It is within everything in this world. My smile, every time I smile it, creates a smile which begets a smile which is passed on. Everything is contagious.
Make what you pass on to others good. Make it real. If a Lost Boy from Sudan like Achak, having experienced things you and I could never even fathom can do that, you and I, born "free" and in luxury of our own voices, sure as hell can.

This book gave me a few bad dreams but it also gave me an amazing sense of pride. Of what it is to be an American. To the have the means and ability to grant hope. To be hopeful. To reach dreams and to dream new dreams when those original dreams fade. We are a powerful country and in that we have immense pull and push to do. Good as well as bad.
So my message from this book is simple. Do good. Be good. Whatever that means to you. Be thankful for the bed you sleep in and the food that is your birthright. Hold out your hand as often as you can and use your voice as often as you can.
For more information on Achak and what his coming to American has done for the world, go here:
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