Letter

Dear Mother,

I am writing to you again but from a different perspective on life. My life here in Rwanda has been completely taken over by the Hutu’s and by the looks of things I won’t be around much longer. I’ve witnessed so much over the past few days that no one else could ever imagine. Everywhere you go all you see is random decapitated heads, cute little babies cut in half and Tutsi’s being shot almost every second. My mind is focused on surviving every moment I can and not on studying Africa wildlife. I don’t understand why or how people could do such a thing to other people, and why the Hutu’s want to eliminate us Tutsi’s. It just doesn’t make any sense to me anymore. Life doesn’t make sense to me anymore. So I guess this my goodbye to you, to our family, and to the world. Please remember me and think of me every moment you get. Remember the good times, the bad times, and the times that mean the most to you. I love you more than anything and would do anything to be with you and our family.

Love your son,

Motingoo