Driven by Hope

Ansu Kamara

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Driven by Hope chronicles the life of author Ansu Kamara from his turbulent childhood in Sierra Leone to his coming-of-age in New York City. Kamara was born in a village in rural Africa to loving Muslim parents and, as he grew, he encountered everything from smallpox to snakes and shipwrecks to violent military coups. He made his way to America on a prayer and a student visa, only to face a terrifying case of mistaken identity, and the unexpected challenges of brutal East Coast winters. Even as a very young man, he'd known his destiny awaited for him in America, and he crushed every obstacle thrown into his path so he could get there. Through violence and fear, triumph and tragedy, Kamara fought to unlock success, happiness, and fulfillment in the 'Land of Dreams.' His heartwarming tale will inspire and encourage you to chase your own dreams, no matter how improbable they may seem.

Sujets

• Philosophie et théologie
• Memoir

Informations

• Publié par: Austin Macauley Publishers LLC
• Date de parution: 28 juin 2019
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781645366409
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Driven by Hope
Ansu Kamara
Austin Macauley Publishers
2019-06-28
Driven by Hope About the Author About the Book Dedication Copyright Information Introduction Chapter 1 A Life of Contradictions Chapter 2 Seasons and Cycles of Life Chapter 3 A Family Crisis Chapter 4 Life in Hiding Chapter 5 A New Life Path Chapter 6 So Much to Learn Chapter 7 Lessons in Academia and in Life Chapter 8 Dreams and Disasters Chapter 9 Waiting in Limbo Chapter 10 From Dream to Reality Chapter 11 Arrival Chapter 12 A Rough Start Chapter 13 Love Finds Me Chapter 14 An Unexpected Turn in My Career Path Chapter 15 Achievements and Losses Chapter 16 Hope Was My Compass
About the Author
Ansu Kamara was born in a village in Sierra Leone, West Africa, to loving parents and had a childhood full of adventure and opportunity. As a young man, he made his way to America on a prayer and a student visa, determined to build a brand new life in the country of his dreams. He worked for decades in the printing industry, rising into managerial and leadership positions at several prominent companies. He is now living in San Antonio, Texas, with his wonderful wife, Evelyn. They have three children and preserving his life’s story for them was a driving force behind this book’s creation.
About the Book
Driven by Hope  chronicles the life of author Ansu Kamara from his turbulent childhood in Sierra Leone to his coming-of-age in New York City. Kamara was born in a village in rural Africa to loving Muslim parents and, as he grew, he encountered everything from smallpox to snakes and shipwrecks to violent military coups. He made his way to America on a prayer and a student visa, only to face a terrifying case of mistaken identity, and the unexpected challenges of brutal East Coast winters. Even as a very young man, he’d known his destiny awaited for him in America, and he crushed every obstacle thrown into his path so he could get there. Through violence and fear, triumph and tragedy, Kamara fought to unlock success, happiness, and fulfillment in the ‘Land of Dreams.’
His heartwarming tale will inspire and encourage you to chase your own dreams, no matter how improbable they may seem.
Dedication
I would like to dedicate this book to my older brother, Abu Bakarr Kamara, and to all the people of Sierra Leone and the world who have suffered from smallpox.
Copyright Information
Copyright © Ansu Kamara (2019)
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Publisher’s Cataloging-in-Publication data
Kamara, Ansu
Driven by Hope: One Man’s Incredible Journey to America
ISBN 9781641829113 (Paperback)
ISBN 9781641829120 (Hardback)
ISBN 9781645366409 (ePub e-book)
Library of congress Control number: 2019939280
The main category of the book — Biography & Autobiography / Personal Memoirs
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Acknowledgments
I am forever grateful to the outstanding team at Graphic Fine Color who recognized my hard work with the following honors over the years:
‘The Safety Man of the Month’ in July 1979
Certificate of award for five years of service
Certificate of completion of the seminar ‘The New Supervisor’
Certificate of completion in ‘Supervision’
Certificate of completion in ‘Managing People’
Certificate of completion in ‘Technical Instructor Training’ at Howard Community College, Columbia, Maryland
Ink Maker Magazine, showcased on front cover
Certificate of award for ‘Ten Years of Service’
Certificate of completion in ‘Printing Ink Course’
Distinguished service award for ‘Fifteen Years of Service’
Distinguished service award for ‘Twenty Years of Service’
My successful career with Graphic Fine Color, Inc. would not have been possible without the support and trust of the three individuals who saw me as a hard-working, dependable, reliable, and dedicated employee. They also noticed I was someone who was willing to give all my strength and effort to help the company succeed by making sure the departments for which I was responsible were always up to the task. In turn, they vowed to give me their support. They did everything humanly possible to help me succeed. I am deeply grateful to all of them. They are the founders and owners of Graphic Fine Color, Inc.
Stan G. Miller, CEO and Chairman of the Board
Harvey Ainbinder, President of Graphic Fine Color, Inc.
Robert T. Peters, Vice-President
Introduction
Some stories must be carried.
Mine has been carried from the west coast of Africa, across the Atlantic Ocean, and halfway across America. I have carried it in my heart and mind for five decades, my entire life, and it has shaped my every choice.
I have shared my story with those I love, and now they carry it, too. I can recall countless nights with my wife, Evelyn Gail, who listened with great patience and care as I described emotional, often disturbing scenes from my past. We would lie awake together as I ran my mind over the brutal, strange memories, and she sometimes became so overcome with emotions that tears dropped from her eyes. My three children—now young adults themselves—heard my stories from the time they were very small. As they grew in body and mind, I revealed more of my past to them, unfolding my dark history and watching them absorb it curiously and eagerly. My family’s understanding and acceptance have made it easier for me to move past the brutality that peppers my memories and focus on the joy that weaves in and out of them, like bright light snaking through fast-moving storm clouds.
Some stories must be carried. But when they are told, when they are released to eager listeners, they become lighter. Although I will carry my story for all of my living days, lately I have felt it pressing down upon me and I know the time has come to give it space and breath and a larger audience.
My story is not entirely unique, or unquestionably heroic, or universally inspiring. But it is a story full of adventure and wisdom, learning and loving, struggle and triumph. It illustrates how spending year after year struggling to survive can teach one to stand firm in all undertakings, regardless of counter influences, opposition, or discouragement. It proves that a determined, earnest boy from a poor farming community in Sierra Leone can fall, and rise, and travel, and change, and reinvent himself completely.
For more years than I can count, I intended to write a book about my experiences, starting in my childhood days and tracing my path to the present. Now, I have done it. Now you are reading it. Thank you for helping me to carry my story. I feel lighter already.
Chapter 1

A Life of Contradictions
When you think of Sierra Leone, what comes to your mind? Slave labor in cramped and deadly diamond mines? Constant political instability and frequent military coups? Child soldiers being recruited by ruthless warlords? Ebola, smallpox, and cholera epidemics creating wastelands of sickness? My homeland is one that has been ravaged by violence, disease, and greed, it’s true. The country of my birth is a country of constant turmoil.
But I am the son of a midwife.
In my hometown of Robomp Bana—a remote village in the Northern Province of Sierra Leone—nearly all of the women are named after my mother, Yabu Kamara. She was the only midwife in our village, a small, undeveloped cluster of farms and community buildings that lacked hospitals, doctors, or nurses to care for the sick and suffering.
When a pregnant woman went into labor, although my mother would rush to be by her side, there was no sterile room for her to rush to or skilled physician to help her through her contractions. A baby might be delivered inside a mud-walled thatched house, in a hut or shed, deep in the woods, at the riverside, or wherever the woman happened to experience her labor pains.
My mother delivered dozens, possibly hundreds of babies during her lifetime, and all for free, as most of our neighbors lacked money to pay her. As a thank you for the work she did, the mothers named their baby girls after her. Even long after her death, her name is still given to new generations of women born in the village as a tribute to her memory.
I am also the son of a farmer.
In our village, farming was not an occupation but a way of life. Although a handful of my neighbors made their living as fishermen, nearly ninety percent of the village population worked as farmers. We had no tractors or reapers or threshers, but instead relied on simple manual labor and the power of our community to keep our farms thriving. We pulled weeds, hoed grass, sowed seeds, drove the birds away to stop them from eating the grain. If we weren’t planting or harvesting crops, there was always wood to cut or collect for cooking, water to be fetched from wells or the seaside, eggs to gather, chickens to feed, sheep and goats led out to graze. When my brothers and I were feeling particularly enterprising, we’d use homemade slingshots to chase the birds or monkeys away from the crop fields.
In those fields, my father grew peanuts, cassava, and potatoes. Most crops grew on our upland farm about four miles from the village cen