Rwanda

A woman from Rwanda came to my class to speak lastnight. She told her story about the genocide and what she did to help other women escape the violence in that area over a ten year period.

I wanted to weep when I heard her speak about how inhumane the refugee camps are. No security. Living under a blue tarp on a hard mat. No water. The fear of rape and other violence.

She talked about how good we have it here in America. If we need help from the police of government, we do not have to fear their corruption. We are free to choose literacy and a higher education, and we are not the property of our husbands.

Her words were very inspiring and I feel so lucky to have what I have.