Conclusion
Before visiting Rwanda, I - like most other people - expected a war-torn country, ridden with poverty. Even though I knew it was currently a safe place, I still remained apprehensive of visiting the country in which nearly 1 million people had been murdered within 100 days.
Yet, Rwanda is not a country filled with danger, not now at least. Rwanda, "the Land of 1000 Hills" actually has the most friendly population, not to mention the most beautiful landscape, I have ever seen. Every person, whether I knew them or not, shook hands with me and welcomed me to Rwanda. Friends - no matter what age or gender- walked through the streets holding hands, an action which I found very strange at first. Although I'd always associated Rwanda with genocide, visiting the country actually made such an association nearly impossible considering the country's friendly atmosphere. The question everyone asks after visiting this country makes much more sense to me now: how could such horrible acts happen in such a beautiful place?
Rwanda has remarkably progressed since the genocide, especially because of the government's effective policies which join the two goals of reconstruction and reconciliation. Through institutions such as the Gacaca courts, FARG, and National Unity and Reconciliation Commission, Rwanda has managed to address the roots of genocide which are division and inequality and replace them with unity and harmony. Politically, economically, and socially, the government has begun to try to equalize society by giving everyone, both Hutus and Tutsis (the ID cards which made these distinctions have been abolished), the same opportunities within government, business, school etc. Although it's true that Rwanda still has much progress to make in order to truly end discrimination and division, the potential and dedication of the country towards reconciliation are clearly great.
Many people wonder how I, as a 16-year-old, have been able to deal with the images and stories I've heard concerning the genocide. In the US, I'd always viewed the horror of the genocide as a figure, 800,000 deaths. But to go to Rwanda and hear of individual murders made the terror of the genocide much more difficult to handle, and much more difficult to comprehend. It's true that much of what I saw will forever be etched into my memory, but I also realize that only by seeing the images I saw and hearing the stories I heard can I now truly say that I understand what took place during the genocide. I recognize now the suppression that the Hutus suffered which allowed them to commit such evil acts and the true intensity of torture that the genocide victims suffered from 1959 until 2004.
If anything, I hope people especially students realize their ability to help the world just by educating themselves about issues and problems that go on. Many people still don't know what happened in Rwanda 12 years ago (I was one of those people until last year) and what's upsetting is that even after that atrocity, many people are unaware of the current genocide taking place today in Darfur, Sudan. Hopefully, Rwanda will one day serve as a warning for what can happen when the world fails to intervene and help, and also as a model of reconstruction and reconciliation for all of those conflict-ridden areas (i.e. Iraq and Sudan) in desperate need of harmony.
Because this is my last entry, I'd like to thank the Nyombayire family who hosted us during our stay in Rwanda, the Episcopal Academy and the Ben Read scholarship committee who sponsored my trip, the Philadelphia Inquirer which provided me with the opportunity to write about my experiences, my family who bravely accompanied me, and finally all of those who have taken the time to read this blog.
Hopefully, Rwanda's example will one day teach the world to carry out its promise of never again allowing genocide to take place.





























