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The background is a burning village. I chose this symbol because this site is something that Ishmael has seen many times through out the story. Whether it effected him or was caused by him, it seems this site of a village on fire is not something he could easily escape.
"The fire had consumed all the door and window frames, and the mud that had been pushed in between the sticks was falling off, revealing the ropes through which the remaining fire was making its way."

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1. I tried to get away but I couldn't get far
2. You'll grow in the ghetto living second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
3.  But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young, so...

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A Long Way Gone: memoirs of a boy soldier by Ishmael Beah.
Many people foolishly believe that war will never reach them, and Ishmael Beah was one such person, however he would be proven wrong when rebels attack his village and separate him from his family. Soon enough he finds himself traveling with a group of boys he barely knows trying to find a safe place to stay, and eventually finds where his family is, this is short lived however as the village is attacked and all residents were killed. Ishmael is soon drafted into the army to combat the rebels. He spends several years as a soldier before being rescued and rehabilitated by a origination trying to help children like him. Ishmael finds himself in a family again and happy until the wars catches up once again. He escapes the country but not without losing almost everything he ever had. This memoir goes to show the horrors of war and the way it effects people long after they have escaped it.

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Escape is something hard to get right. Most of the time when you think you have escaped it turns out you didn't run far enough. Ishmael is done making that mistake and plans his leave. He finds his way on a bus out of free town and out of sierra Lyon with plans to get to america and finally be free of this war.
"I was scared and worried about what turmoil the next day might bring. Nonetheless, I was happy to have made it out of Freetown, to have escaped the possibility of becoming a soldier again."

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While generals don't seem to understand it is still important to have good morals and to avoid things like recruiting children. Luckily some people do know and set up a program to get those kids out of there and back to their families. But first, they need to be reminded what its like to be a normal kid that's not addicted to several drugs.
"IT WAS INFURIATING to be told what to do by civilians. Their voices, even when they called us for breakfast, enraged me so much that I would punch the wall, my locker, or anything that I was standing next to. A few days earlier, we could have decided whether they would live or die."

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War has this way of showing up at the most unexpected times, especially when you don't think it will ever arrive. When it does show up, however, people start to panic and families can be separated very easily.
"There was only one escape route out of town. Everyone headed for it. Mothers were screaming the names of their lost children, and the lost children cried in vain"

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Fire is very good a destroying all we hold dear, and no one know this better than Ishmael. The village his family was in was attacked mere seconds before he arrived and all the occupants were burned alive or shot by rebels. Find his family was really Ishmael's goal and it was painfully stolen from him
“Yes, three is impressive, in just a few hours in the afternoon.” He paused, playing with the side of his G3 weapon. “I especially enjoyed burning this village. We caught everyone here. No one escaped. That is how good it was."

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When you've got a bunch of freshly trained child soldiers you need to make sure that they will make good soldiers, and the best way to do that is to send them to battle of course. Let them get accustom to the horrors war
"I raised my gun and pulled the trigger, and I killed a man. Suddenly, as if someone was shooting them inside my brain, all the massacres I had seen since the day I was touched by war began flashing in my head. Every time I stopped shooting to change magazines and saw my two young lifeless friends, I angrily pointed my gun into the swamp and killed more people"