Children of the AFS receive a lot of attention today at the official Tabula Rasa site. There is a lot of background information featured in the article, including this tidbit:
They've been in my care since... well, since the war began for us really. I was as shell shocked and fractured as everyone else when they called me in to headquarters that fateful day that I was reassigned to Project C.A.F.S. Everything I had known was destroyed, my home, my classroom, my daughter. I was one of the "lucky ones" that survived. After a few weeks being treated in a field hospital for laser burns and a very disorienting trip through one of those wormholes, I ended up on Foreas. They stuck a gun in my hand and sent me off for basic training. I just couldn't cut it. I was physically fit enough to make it through the endurance tests, but that's about all I did well in. My aim was terrible... the sounds of the gun firing made me yelp a little each time. I froze during the field exercises. It was clear after my first week in training that I wasn't cut out for the front lines. To be honest, that was quite fine with me. But I still wanted to help the war effort. Luckily, it seems there were other ways I could contribute, though at the time, I never would have imagined what it was.
Some nice screens accompany the article.