Democratic Republic of the Congo: Hope takes flight

I'm eight years old. Ten months ago, my parents disappeared. Now my brothers and I are going back to our home town, Lubumbashi, to live with our uncle, our dad's big brother.

Due to the conflict in the DRC, many children have become separated from their families. Every year, the ICRC reunites dozens of them with their loved ones. ICRC aircraft take to the skies multiple times per year: over several days, the planes criss-cross the country, covering thousands of miles to take the children home.

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