Publisher's Synopsis
From Pain to Fame: A Congo Boy Story The social unit formed by a family living together or a place one lives permanently especially as a member of a family or household according to both the Merriam-Webster and the Oxford Dictionary is something I have gotten a little taste of but never did experience to the fullest throughout my childhood as I never truly had a place for me to call home. If you ask me what is home, my answer to you will be no other than this: Home is more than just a place, home is indeed a fortress the Zenith of all places to be, the only place in the world you can only have one of. A person who has more than one place to call home has none as a result. One can only have one home. Whereas family, which is the basic unit of society, a group of individuals living under one roof usually under one head, united by certain convictions or certain affiliation according to the English dictionary, just like home, is a very sacred entity that I had been lucky enough to experience many times throughout my journey on earth. I have been a part of so many families without actually risking losing being a part of another, which led me to conclude that, unlike home, one can belong to more than one family without actually running the risk of losing any other as a result.
