you'll understand the feelings of confusion and helplessness I mentioned earlier. "Is he a journalist?". the woman asked the interpreter when she saw my notebook and microphone. "My daughter wants to be a writer when she grows up. Say hello to Mr. Baynham, Safi. He's a journalist.". I smiled at the little girl beside her, but she just stared up at me with dark and frightened eyes. She was holding onto her mother's arm with one hand and a big toy elephant with the other. "Please tell her not to be frightened," I said. "I only want to ask a few questions." I'll answer your questions. "Said the woman The world needs to know what has been happening in our country. But my daughter She paused and looked down at the little girl." She. has only said a few words since we left our village. "" What has been happening? "I asked the woman.