How the Church Helped Me Escape North Korea

In some ways, I imagine growing up in North Korea is like growing up anywhere else. I had a father and mother who rarely failed to show me love, and my older sister looked after me constantly. I caught dragonflies with friends and waited with excitement for cartoons to come on TV.

Then, in 1995, the worst of the Great Famine descended on the land, and the privileges of my childhood were stripped away.