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Saint Bakhita of Sudan

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St. Bakhita

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Saint Bakhita of Sudan

Written and illustrated by Virginia Helen Richards, FSP and D. Thomas Halpin, FSP

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Bakhita’s family lived in the village of Olgossa …

The place? Darfur, in the Sudan in Africa. The year? 1869…

YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL, MY DAUGHTER!

COME, BABY. LET’S CHECK THE FIELDS.

OKAY,

Later, screams echo from the village…

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OH NO! OH NO!

Afterward, back in the village…

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HELP! HELP! WHAT IS IT, MAMA?

THEY took her!

Our daughter!

And OTHERS, TOO. THOSE SLAVE TRADERS HAVE GOT TO BE STOPPED!

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But the raids continued. Two years later, the village was still on the alert.

One day, Bakhita and a friend went berry-picking…

IT’S BORING IN THE VILLAGE. LET’S GO FIND FRUIT.

HERE, TRY THESE.

OKAY! I LIKE THE SWEET BERRIES.

Suddenly two men appear.

MY DEAR, I LEFT MY BAG BACK THERE. WILL YOU PLEASE GET IT FOR ME?

Something’s not right.

I’LL GO, SIR.

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BUT THERE’S NOTHING HERE…

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HEY, KID! WHAT’S YOUR NAME? CAN’T YOU TALK?

YOU’RE OUR CAPTIVE! NOW START WALKING!

Later…

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LET’S CALL HER BAKHITA!

YEAH! THE “LUCKY ONE”!

Left in a hut with no escape …

Later, other people were captured, too. Sadik, a girl about Bakhita’s age, became her best friend.

But then…

I’LL SELL THEM

BOTH

TO YOU FOR THE RIGHT PRICE!

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The two girls worked hard every day. Then one day—a lucky break.

WORK! DO IT, OR ELSE!

HE FORGOT TO CHAIN US THIS TIME.

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It was the chance of a lifetime!

They ran all day.

By nighttime …

DID YOU HEAR THAT?

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SADIK! DON’T

STOP!

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WHERE’D HE GO, SADIK? WHO CARES, BAKHITA?

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LET’S GET OUT OF HERE!

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But the girls were again captured—and sold to a wealthy Arab chief to be servants to his daughters.

MAKE SURE TO FASTEN IT TIGHTLY, BAKHITA.

I WANT MY HAIR JUST RIGHT, SADIK.

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And then the girls were sold yet again. This time, a Turkish general bought them to serve his mother and his wife.

ME? YOUR ARE YOU OKAY, SADIK?

BUNDLE IS HEAVIEr, BAKHITA.

BAKHITA, THERE’S A WAR ON! I’M SELLING YOU TO A FOREIGNER, AN ITALIAN OFFICIAL. OH SIR, NOT AGAIN! PLEASE, HAVE MERCY!

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MR. LEGNANI WILL BE GOOD TO YOU.

BAKHITA, YOU WILL BE SERVING MY FAMILY.

But I’ll Still be a slave...

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FAMILY? I USED TO HAVE A FAMILY. I HARDLY REMEMBER THAT...

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Mr. Legnani was the Italian vice consul.

Life really did become better for Bakhita for two years ...

I’M GOING BACK TO ITALY, BUT I CAN’T TAKE YOU ALL WITH ME.

Then ...

Poor Bakhita!

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