Aftermath"The street was as silent as a graveyard.""The river ran red for days.""Houses still burned on the horizon.""Weapons lay in gardens like crops.""They flew people in for a body count. ""Can they really tell how many?""Someone said they were sorry,but it would always be too late."
Rwanda 1994The children stare at the whiteboard.Numbers are added to numbers,and identities are subtracted from history.This is a classroom of twenty two;in a week it's a class of thirteen.Nobody speaks,and nobody asks,"Where is Chantal,who sat next to me yesterday?"Everyone knows where Chantal is.