shabelle.net: "Khalid Abdullahi lives down a winding dusty track, among cactus trees and chickens pecking at the rubbish piled up against rusting corrugated iron walls. In this anonymous corner of Mogadishu, a city destroyed a dozen times over in the past 17 years, he shares a dirt-floored shack with more than 20 brothers and sisters, aunts and uncles, a niece and nephews.
Khalid was nine the day his father died in 1993. 'We were sitting here in this room when we heard a big noise,' he says. The 'big noise' was the sound of an American Black Hawk helicopter being shot down and crashing into Khalid's house."
Khalid was nine the day his father died in 1993. 'We were sitting here in this room when we heard a big noise,' he says. The 'big noise' was the sound of an American Black Hawk helicopter being shot down and crashing into Khalid's house."