To be someone's daughter for 18 years, you think that you know everything about them. Well, I learned that you don't, until you asked questions. If we had never touched on Rwanda Genocide I would have never learned that my dad, who is my world, went there was I was just 3 years old... for 'computer communications' and actually came back with the training to properly body bag humans. I never knew my dad ever saw the horror that was the Rwanda Genocide, until now. To be honest, I didn't know much about the entire genocide at all until this article was brought up - now, I am going to get the book 'Shake Hands With The Devil' and can't stop researching, asking questions. I learned alot of the past of Hutus and Tutsis and that it isn't always easy to point a blaming picture. I learned that when I was just three, there were innocent people being slaughtered while I was in my sandbox in delight. I also learned that I have alot emotion towards hate, killing, justified killing through war and the real difference between a war and a genocide; every single person is important.
Besides the horror that is the Rwanda Genocide I learned how to research, how to research deeper and how to look where I have never looked before. We are so quick to turn to the internet and the unreliable wikipedia for answers that are very much to complex to answer with one source.
The week was interesting, it was nonstop - and it still isn't over.
B.Moore
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