(1/2) In the Congo, I was a pastor, a politician, a teacher and a trade unionist. So when my people, the Kasai tribe, started being persecuted, I was one of the most visible targets. Eventually, I had to flee, without my family, to the border of Zambia, where many Kasai people were living. One day, we were told we had 2 hours to leave and go back to our region, and this caused a great panic.
Finally, a group of us decided to cross the border at night and seek asylum. By the time the Zambian police arrived that . . .