From Nick: Parting words...
We got back from Rwanda last Friday and despite my best efforts, I fell fast asleep by 6pm that night. As the weekend rolled on and I became more accustomed to my home time zone, I engaged in many conversations with my family and friends about by trip. In some of these conversations I think I was successful in portraying my message, which was what I saw and what I felt during my trip to Rwanda. Most times, though, it was clear that the only way to understand what Rwanda is to go there. One needs to greet the people to see how friendly they are or use their own eyes to behold the magical vistas of rolling hills, lush farms, and densely populated streets. To be at the genocide memorial and to actually touch the smooth concrete slab which protects 250,000 victims of the genocide is something hard to explain. It’s equally hard to explain how amazing the students are and how diligently they study, work, and play. The village really is a magical place and it’s spell is upon me. Memories of being there are woven tightly into the fabric of who I am now. I’ll carry those pictures and feelings with me for the rest of my life. I am very grateful at having had this opportunity.
Thank you.
1 week ago