Personal Narrative: My Mama Igna's Death

Why does one kill his brother? Does history repeat itself, as Cain killed his brother Abel, we kill our brother once again? I was only five years old at the time, growing up in the city of Kigali. My Mama Igna took care of me and my sister Shereen. Life before the genocide was incredibly fun. Me and my peers would play soccer on the rooftops. My Mama Igna had her own restaurant across from my day care. My Mama would sell her famous urwagwa, a beer made from the fermented juice of bananas that has been mixed with roasted sorghum flour. Everyone in my neighborhood knew about my Mama’s urwagwa. On my ninth birthday, news was spread of a family slaughtered in their homes by Hutu extremist. An explosive was detonated by three Hutu men to kill an important Tutsi family to strike fear into the …show more content…
Web. 12 Oct. 2015. The next day, me and Mama were walking to the market, there we met a Hutu man. My Mama always told me to love those who you don’t, she said not all Hutus are bad. The Hutu man was very kind to us and even bought us some coconuts from the market. 25 years later, I saw the same man on the front of a newspaper, it said “Ex-leader of Hutu Extremist, Bernard Munyagishari, arrested in Congo.” "Former Hutu Militia Leader Arrested over Rwanda Genocide."Http://www.theguardian.com/. Web. 12 Oct. 2015. I instantly recognized the face on the front page. It was the kind man who bought as coconuts at the market 25 years ago. He was responsible for the deaths of 800,000 men women and children."United Human Rights Council." United Human Rights Council. Web. 12 Oct. 2015. When the civil war started, me and my family were very lost. We would travel out of Kigali and make our way to the U.N. headquarters only a few miles out of Kigali. We were safely brought to the United States where I currently reside. Unlike us, many people were not as fortunate to get out alive.