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"'Bandya,' I asked him. 'Of all the Tutsi, is this old woman Marie the Tutsi that is worth killing? Would you say that am a Hutu worth killing?'" |
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Yvonne Ryakiye and Pélagie Hagabimana (Continued.)
Pélagie: We went to Musaga. I went to my daughter-in-law's home in the First Avenue. She told me I should not stay there for long as there was not enough space for all of us. "The best thing I can do to you is to provide you with the bus fare to go to the countryside." Thus I went to live in my family in the countryside. I stayed there for a long time. My husband joined me there.
Yvonne: When I returned home, young men knocked on the door. They were sure I had hidden Tutsi. Since I knew my guests were now safe, I was happy. They entered and they searched for them but they didn't find anyone. "Where did you hide them?" They asked.
"Is there a place I forbade you to search in?" I answered. "Go and look for them!" As they were leaving they told me, "If we had found them here, we would have killed all of you!"
Some time later, an old woman called Marie came to see me. She came back to take her beans which I hid for her. She was a Tutsi. Hutu killers caught us. "You lied to us about the other Tutsi and her children," they told me. "Now how will you explain this case?" They ordered me to put down the beans. One of them was called Bandya.
"Bandya," I asked him. "Of all the Tutsi, is this old woman Marie the Tutsi that is worth killing? Would you say that am a Hutu worth killing?" This is how I defended that old woman and how she was saved. I never met Bandya again. I don't know where he and his friends ended up.
In 1996, most inhabitants of Musaga did not feel safe going to Busoro and vice versa. It was hard then. There was no market we could go to. When I went to Musaga anyway, people here would say of me, "She is a traitor, she has gone there to tell our secrets!" When Tutsi women came to Busoro, the same would be said of them there. So together with Ancilla and the other women from Musaga and Busoro we founded an association. We called it Twishakira Amahoro [We Need Peace]. If we do not make an association, we thought, we as women will not achieve anything. We developed good relationships.
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