Mkugwa’s mark on Little Bill Clinton

All this year, I've been wondering about the first six years of Bill's life, in Mkugwa refugee camp.

I've asked him about the place countless times, and he remembers a few things about it: making his own soccer balls, a time he fell in scalding water. His brother Igey remembers a few more details: the perils of pit toilets, the ubiquitous chickens. Their sister Neema, of course, has the most searing memories of the camp's dangers. Their parents don't like talking about all the illness and unhappiness that marked their camp life, but a few funny stories about life there are starting to emerge.
I hoped to leave Tanzania with more insight about the former life of the little boy I've gotten to know across an ocean.