Category: KWIBUKA 30
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Ever Dined With a Killer?
Today, business ceases & Rwanda enters into mourning for 7 days. My mind is on all survivors of the 1994 Genocide Against Tutsis, may God carry you and restore what these abhorrent locusts in human form have eaten. Joel 2:25. As always, our Grief Line is open 24/7 this April. Some months ago, I had…
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DAY 29 – PREP THE RED CARPET
My family has been discombobulated because the self-appointed-family-clown that I am, has been on leave. Repression of trauma/denial is a very black (and frankly effective) strategy. “But did I die though?” is a common joke in black spaces. For once, I wanted to do the healing-thing right. Therapy ? Nah. Too far a step for…
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DAY 28 – In Re Peace
As I prepare to conclude this series, I am encouraged by this generation. Many, especially those in the diaspora, barely even know the tribe they would have belonged to. Perhaps that’s how this curse is broken: Nd’umunyarwanda! As for the guilty, they tremble with fear awaiting the day the long arm of justice will reach…
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DAY 26: YEWE? HAVE- HAVE!
Umuntu ni Nkundi. Kirazira; ntimukarangwe n’urwango! Je veux clarifier mes dires… (I wish to clarify my words.) In the American context, what I am against is an anti-black system that insists on clowning us; not a particular race. In the Genocide context, my anger is directed at those with blood on their hands who (along…
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DAY 25 – Lord’s Prayer
Father forgive them, whether they knew or knew not what they were doing, they will settle that matter with you. Make me a city on a hill, whose light cannot be hidden. Give me unsurmontable peace. I refuse to be engulfted with hate, rage, despair another second. On the agenda: Manger la vie! (Chop Life!)…
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DAY 23 – DELULU
Based on what delusion does one wake up and reject recorded history? I used to think of deniers as I thought of haters: RARE. Until one day I experienced the unprovoked wrath of a hater, (I have since forgiven her and she has repented from her sins (**hey honey-bear, wink/wink**)). Deniers much like haters live…
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DAY 20 – Day in Court
For the first time in history, he that shall not be named, #45, former United States President is standing trial to answer for alleged crimes. America is sending a message that not even the rich powerful are above the Law of the Land. A message to those with murderous past: Dear, they’re coming… Uno munsi,…
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DAY 22- iBUTARE NTIBICANA
My family originates from what is today considered the Southern Province of Rwanda and before it was Huye, it was Butare. Before that, Belgian colonial masters, had the effrontery, the audacity, the impertinence, the chutzpah (**new word alert**), to call that very African city, Astrida, after their-queen-who-was-no-Gicanda, Queen Astrid. Before this writing takes a turn,…
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DAY 18 – KILLER DOGS
Dogs were trained to “sniff Tutsis”. Birds stopped singing. Pigs became vultures. This past weekend, I was given the daunting task of translating a survivor’s testimony at Mercer University. He shared how he watched dogs and pigs feast on the bodies of his nuclear family members. He was stoic in his retelling so I, too…
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DAY 14- And Then There Were None
This Sunny Sunday Morning, I was in my house, preparing to go to church and sin no more when a friend told me of “Mbyo Reconciliation Village” and I almost sinned. The concept is as follows, men killed so they were sentenced, but now they have purged their sentences and must somehow someway, be re-integrated…