Creating unity from the inside out (Part II)

Geneva, Monday, 3rd July 2011

It happens that today is Rwanda Liberation Day’s eve, and that I can finally sit and try to share with you the inspiring story of Kizito Mihigo, 30-year-old songwriter and musician.

Let’s re-immerse ourselves in the spirit of Rwanda Day.

During the discussion on Integrity & Unity: Pillars of Rwanda’s Development, Kizito Mihigo took the microphone straight after Bamporiki.

There was so much poise in the way he spoke. To the contrary of Bamporiki, Kizito started his testimony telling us that he had no message to deliver through his testimony, but he was honored to share it with us. He promised to make it short as we were running out of time.

Kizito who is also called “Artist of God” was born and raised in Kibeho, Southern province of Rwanda. Kibeho is a place that became famous all over the country and beyond because of reported apparitions of the Virgin Mary. Due to fact that the Church of Kibeho sheltered the Tutsis during the 1959 massacres, almost exclusively Tutsis inhabited Kibeho in 1994. They believed the small city was a safe heaven. Kizito’s father, Buguzi was the primary school director’s and his mother was working as a teacher in the same school.

Kizito remembers that in October1990, after the first RPF[1] attack in the North of Rwanda, he was very proud to tell his father that he knew that cockroaches, Inyenzi Inyangarwanda, invaded his country. Repeating the message he heard at the radio, he begged his father, to do his best to fight the Inyenzi Inyangarwanda so that they could not reach Kibeho. He recalls that from that day, instead of attending church only on Sunday, his father would attend it every single day. The children would always wonder why. In April 1994, Kizito remembers that even before President Habyarimana’s plane was shot, people in Kibeho were scared to death. Schools were already closed; Hutu students would openly threaten their Tutsi comrades. Their neighbors, who were also friends, all of sudden started threatening Kizito’s parents, saying that their children would be killed in their eyes, that their cows will all be slaughtered and eaten very soon. Kizito adds, “I did not believe that our friends with whom we shared everything would kill us. They could not.”

When the genocide started, Kizito’s father was on the top list of the “wanted” people in Kibeho. He was scared to death but decided to stay at home with his old mother who could not walk. The rest of the family – Kizito’s young brother on his mother’s back, sisters and mother – flew to Runyinya by foot. After a while, a group of Hutus noticed them. Amongst them were his parents’ colleague and other local authorities. Immediately they started shouting, “ those are the rich people, we must catch them, we must!!” The whole family started running in different directions. Kizito’s mother who could hardly run with the little boy in her back found a hole close by the river where she could hide.  Kizito remembers that, a few kilometers further on; he met with his sisters, one by one but not his mother. They were pretty sure she was killed. But they were lucky to finally see her in Butare the day after. They cried a lot together, in fact his mother had spent the night in the hole by the river. She was completely scared as the Hutu group who noticed them kept chasing them around the hole. A couple of hours after the family was reunited, they saw the Church of Kibeho burning and they could hear guns in the night. It was the first time ever that the children heard guns and they were extremely worried about the plight of their father. He had promised to come on his bike if things got worse. But he was not coming back.

Kizito’s father never came back. The rest of the family reached Karama and stayed there up to the 19th April. The downtown area of Karama was packed with Tutsi families and every night Hutus would attack them, kill a few people but the Tutsi regrouped would resist and fight them back. During the panel discussion, Kizito did not give the details of what happened on the 19th April 1994. He just mentioned that the gendarmerie and the Interahamwe militia launched a massive attack upon the Tutsi refugees in Karama (in the church, the schools and other public places were Tutsi could hide). It was butchery. Hidden below dead bodies and covered with blood, Kizito managed to escape Karama and find his way to neighboring Burundi. In Burundi, he was lucky to find his sisters, mother and young brother.  He also met with many survivors from Kibeho who told him the story of his father’s death. Kizito’s father was killed by a group of Hutu lead by Dr Mutazihana.

Kizito lengthy testimony can be found on his website http://www.organistecompositeur.com/genocide/index_en.htm

Dr Mutazihana daughter, Fifi was Kizito’s best friend. Kizito felt all the love and friendship he had for his friend turning into a passionate hate. He adds “ When I was in Burundi, I hated all the Hutus, I hated anybody who had a Hutu parent, I am sure I could have killed if I had a gun. I even wanted to join the RPF forces but they did not allow me to, I was too young. I was obsessed with revenge. Hopefully I was not in Rwanda; otherwise I could have killed many people. In fact, I did kill thousands of people in my mind. May God forgive me for all the hate and revenge I was filled of by this time”. In July1994, after the RPF liberated Rwanda, Kizito and his family came back to Rwanda. He had still strong feelings of revenge, tried to join the RPA[2] as a kadogo but his uncle who was a military at that time did not let him and even punished him ordering him to go back to school. He finally went back to school when he did not miss a single occasion to beat any Hutu children who would dare talking to him. Kizito admits he hit many innocent Hutu kids that way.

As he had promised to his father, he joined “Petit séminaire[3] in Butare. He did it only because it was his late father wish but deep within Kizito hated all the priests and the Catholic Church. But at the “Petit séminaire”, Kizito met with his two life passions: Liturgical chant and karate. The young seminarian Kizito was deeply moved by the chants and he was an active member of the Karate team of his school. Because he was very talented, he was soon chosen to lead the school choir. At the school choir he met two boys who will become major figures in his transformation, the sons of the formal authorities of Kibeho who put his family on the list of “people to kill”. Kizito says that singing liturgical songs with the two boys everyday helped him overcome his feelings of hate and revenge. One of them in particular was a very good singer. He adds: “It was Grace, it was God who opened my heart and made room for forgiveness” He continues, “ Those two boys taught me that the key of reconciliation lies in the heart of the survivors. We have a huge responsibility and great power. It is only when the killers find that there is room for forgiveness in our hearts that they can dare asking for forgiveness. They mirror themselves in our eyes. Nobody can come to beg your pardon if you show an angry face”- “Hanging onto resentment is letting someone you despise live rent-free in your head” Esther Lederer

In 1997 Kizito made the decision to become “The Artist of God”. Since then, he became a very prolific composer (with more than 400 hundred compositions) who was honored to take part to the composition of the new National Anthem. Kizito also attended Conservatoire de Paris where he refined his art and won many competitions. It is only until 2003 that Kizito got to know that Dr Mutazihana and in his wife were in jail. In 2004, Kizito managed to get in touch with their daughter, Fifi .The young woman could not accept the genuine friendship that he was offering to her. Fours years after, as he had made it a commitment to himself, Kizito found his way again to Fifi and this time the young woman accepted his friendship as a gift from a true Christian.

At that very precise moment of his testimony, Kizito Mihigo made me remember of the German genius of music, Johann Sebastian Bach. It is said that a human lifetime would not be enough to copy down Bach composition works. But not only did Bach compose music; he played music (organist, harpsichordist, violist, and violinist) all over Europe (traveling by horse) and had an incredibly rich family life (with many wives and children). Bach is considered to be one of the most prolific and greatest composers of the all time.  Whatever God you pray to, whatever floats your boat, within the vast repertoire of Bach’s music, you will find a cantata, a partita or a simple prelude that will transport you, it will uplift you. So will Kizito Mihigo music.

Although he claimed that he had no message to deliver through his personal testimony, Kizito indeed delivered a powerful message about taking responsibility for one’s feelings and moving beyond the blame game and the status of victim. Devotional music healed Kizito Mihigo and through his work, Kizito contributes immensely to the healing of what he calls “the soul of Rwanda”[4].

Happy Liberation Day to you all!

“I do not make music to be famous but to be useful. “Kizito Mihigo

“The aim and final end of all music should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul.” Johann Sebastian Bach


[1] Rwandese Patriotic Front

[2] Rwandese Patriotic Army

[3] Before 1994 when RPF took power and abolished the ethnic mention, the best school education Tutsi young people could access was through « Petit séminaire », meaning they should enroll themselves as future catholic priests in order to access secondary school.

[4] In his inspirational speech on Rwanda Day, President Kagame said « Rwanda, your body was killed but your soul refused to die »

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Creating unity from the inside out (Part I)

Geneva, Thursday, 16th June 2011

I did not plan to blog RwandaDay but it is daunting my mind … joyfully though… (Remember Rwandadeyoze?) 

The last panel discussion on Integrity & Unity: Pillars of Rwanda’s Development was amongst the top five powerful moments of last weekend in Chicago.

Flashback:

Chicago, Saturday 11th June 2011 around 11 am.

The panel moderator introduces two young Rwandan artists: Edouard Bamporiki and Kizito Mihigo. He says that the two young men are known to speak with their hearts.

Bamporiki, 27-year-old poet and filmmaker opens the discussion with his testimony. He starts by telling us that the first time he realized he was a Hutu he was nine years old or so. As homework, his teacher asked the kids what were their ethnic groups. Back home, Bamporiki asked her mother who told him: “Uri umuhutu utavangiwe, iso yari umuhutu kandi nanjye ndi umuhutukazi”.  Meaning he was 100% Hutu, “plain-vanilla”, unblended.

Bamporiki is a talented storyteller in Kinyarwanda. He goes on cheerfully narrating his happy childhood memories of “a proud Hutu”, spicing up the stories with plenty of anecdotes. One of them is about a football match with his classmates: Hutus against Tutsis. But there were not enough Tutsi classmates to form a team so they (the Hutus) lent them a few Hutus. When the so-called Tutsi team won, the Hutus were angry at the lent Hutus who had helped Tutsis win. When they complained to their Hutu comrades, the later argued back saying  “It is your fault we lost, why did you lend us?” With this first anecdote one can acknowledge how common was the discrimination against the Tutsis by that time. In the mindset of the Hutu children, this was a fair game.

A year later, when the genocide broke out Bamporiki had been admitted to hospital and a man carrying a baby had hidden under his bed. The following morning, both the man and the baby were slaughtered with machetes before his eyes. Bamporiki narrates this second story with tearful eyes and a broken voice. The painful memory of that day is still extremely vivid.

Bamporiki goes on with his stories. He tells the story of the first poetry contest he attended. He says, “I was scarred to death. My impression was that the place was filled with long noses (Tutsis) and white haired people; and the jury was exclusively made of long noses and white haired people.  There was this lonely very big nose (and he points to himself)”. And, adds Bamporiki  “ to my biggest surprise, I won”. Everyone in the room bursted out laughing and applauding.

For many years, though Bamporiki had won many awards (poetry contests), he was heavily burdened by the shame of being a Hutu due to the fact that the Hutus committed the genocide. It was only until 2006 that he could deliver his testimony and speak out about the shame he felt at a commemorative ceremony held in Kibagabaga (Kigali). Then he was able to regain a sense of self worth as he understood that he should not feel ashamed simply because he was a Hutu, as he had not committed any crime. The mere fact of being welcomed to testify among the survivors of the genocide also provided him with that peace within. Bamporiki added: “My classmates who died were my closest friends, a part of me also died during the genocide. I now know that I am, and we all are, children of Rwanda. During that commemoration I was baptized as Rwandan[1]”.

Bamporiki repeatedly said that his work, his message were dedicated to the next generations, that his only job was to leave behind a worthy heritage for the future generations of Rwandans.

With his candid voice, Bamporiki confronts us to the myriads of biases that are still at work in our society and ourselves.

He also shows us how powerful and freeing the truth[2] is.

Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.- Leo Tolstoy

 


[1] He authored a book ‘Icyaha kuri bo, Ikimwaro kuri njye,’ (A sin to them and shame on me)

[2] Ukuri kurihe (Where is the truth ?) film by Edouard BAMPORIKI, Rwanda, 2009, 75min

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A fast spreading virus aka Rwandadeyoze

Many of you reading this title are wondering, what the heck is that? Some of you cannot even pronounce it properly.  Never mind!

Well, let me tell you what that word means and who I got it from.

Do you remember that we, Rwandans like to Rwandanize the world …and words? Rwandadeyoze is our last addition.

Since we left Chicago (after Rwanda Day), it seems like people cannot sleep at decent hours anymore.  At least my friends who attended R-Day.

Since Sunday, we have been talking late at night … This is of course because of the Rwanda Day’s adrenaline.

Today, Tuesday around 8pm (central time in US) and around 3am (Geneva time) I was chatting with my friend Jeanine (Aka Angelina) who couldn’t sleep. She was asking me to send her the youtube link of H.E. Paul Kagame’s speech (THE SPEECH).

I kindly suggested: shouldn’t you be sleeping?

She responded “ Narembye!”  (Meaning “I am dying of some kind of serious illness”)

Nti ese warembejwe n’iki?” (Meaning “what are you suffering from?”)

She replied, “well, I guess it’s Rwandadeyose!” Which some may call R-Day HIGH (Drug free please!)?

NtiKagire inkuru! Nawe se? (Meaning « Oh Gosh you too») It’s hitting me badly but couldn’t put a name on it!”

Well, as far as medicine goes there is neither vaccination nor pills to cure it! Antibodies remain in your blood and no doctor on earth can help you get rid of it!

In fact this virus acts like a vaccine, it immunizes you against stupidity plus it boosts your self-esteem (or Agaciro) and acts as an antidote to the rampant afro-pessimism. Warning: This is a fast spreading virus.

In Kinyarwanda there is a say “Yaje nk’iya Gatera”!

My friends, the good news is that one won’t die because of it, only one gets better and better!

Kutahaba weee…

Urumenesha & Jeanine

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Rwandaful Day



I’ve never expected that these people I’m seeing here would attend Rwanda Day. You just can’t fight the reality! Everything is being done the
Rwandan Way. We’ve got what it takes to do things the Rwandan Way. Everything one does can be done better if one thinks about it differently. I am normally not a big fan of events but I attended Rwanda Day because this is not an ordinary event; It is a place to make connections for business projects, networking, etc…

HE President Paul Kagame

I am short of words to explain the heart-warming emotion and fascination, of mine, seeing smart people explaining different business sectors’s opportunities in Rwanda and interacting with everyone. “The test of our progress is not whether we add more to the abundance of those who have much; it is whether we provide enough for those who have too little.”(Roosvelt)

A successful event combines a good value-added proposition to a well-defined audience as I can see here Abanyarwanda Barasobanutse! They did it! “We never know how far reaching something we may think, say or do today will affect the lives of millions tomorrow.” (B.J. Palmer)

I can assure you that Rwanda Day has affected people in their lives and what will come out in future will affect millions of Rwandans; many people left Chicago with a self-determination to start projects, or keep up their work to the next level…the highest level!

Shami.

 
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We Are the Ones We Have Been Waiting for

Geneva, Monday 13th June 2011 2pm, we are back from a Rwandaful[1] weekend.  Last Friday, with my beloved friend and sister Cynthia Kamikazi, we left Geneva (Switzerland) off to Shikago (yes we rwandanized the name of “the most American of big cities”). Since then, two days and nights in a row non-stop we lived Rwanda Day to the maximum. Sleeping would have been a waste of time! Friday night was the warming up Igitaramo and Saturday was a rwandastic white night that ended at the Hyatt Regency Hotel for a breakfast with friends.

Yet the spirits are still very high …must be the « Rwanda High » [2]

I feel, we feel, extremely honored and blessed to have been part of this.

In his outstanding speech, HE President Kagame reminded us: “We Are the Ones we have been waiting for”. Each and everyone at that precise moment felt it.  In the room where three thousands of fellow Rwandans and friends of Rwanda were gathering, there was something bigger: the spirit of Agaciro, that sense of self-respect and self-worth or dignity embodied by “the man who dreamed the New Rwanda” was uplifting us all.

As I was listening to him, tears of gratitude were flowing inside…

After all, would it not be him and “a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens[3] that put an end to the 1994 Genocide against the Tutsi in Rwanda, I would most probably not be here.  The 4th of July 1994 was the beginning of a success story from scratch that is still unfolding.

From all the five continents, we found our way to Chicago to celebrate Rwanda Day

On the 4th of November 2008, in that same very city of Chicago, a huge crowd gathered at Grant Park to celebrate the election of President Obama. In the darkness of the night, one of the most important black leaders in the world was crying tears of joy.

That man, Reverend Jesse Jackson, is here tonight with us, cheerfully celebrating Rwanda Day

After a long two hours of interaction between our president, and us, Reverend Jesse Jackson asked to take the floor again and said, “Your president has vision. He sees it. (…) He has empires in his brain and compassion in his heart.

I silently seized the moment …   History happened again in Chicago.

Intsinzi irakomeje, Yes we can!


[1]  We use this beautiful neologism in reference to the outstanding article published by Min. Louise Mushikiwabo, Rwandaful love 

[2] Actually, the only noticeable side effect is an overflow of creativity

[3] « Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has. » Margaret Mead

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Entrepreneurship and investment initiatives’ stories

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 During the Rwanda Day event, a panel about “connecting opportunities, creating values for Rwandans” was held. I want to talk about three panelists that were wonderful (Rwandaful) even though everybody was great… but can’t say everything.

Starting with Bonaventure Niyitegeka, the CEO of Virunga express in Rwanda, He started his business while he was still in College. He started his business renting taxi (twegerane). Today his business excelled, his company has more than 60 buses that transport people in different parts of the country.   From transportation businessman, he is now in financial business… He started a money transfer project with the partnership of MoneyGram. Now, people in Europe and Africa can use it to send money in Rwanda at a very low cost…. then, people in Rwanda can pick up that money at any Virunga branch in all districts of Rwanda.

John Gara and Bonavanture Niyitegeka.

Bonaventure told those who attended the panel, quoting Antoine Levoisier that “Ntakintu gishya kuri iy’ isi, igikenewe ni ubushake.” He was responding to someone who asked him, what does it take to become successful.

Niyitegeka Francine, born and raised in “Kiyovu cy’abakene”, is a woman of its kind. She explained her entrepreneurship’s experience that started by seeing foreigners consultants hired and being paid in two days her monthly wage where she was working at Audit-general’s office. Then thought “why not me?”

She decided to pursue her carrier in a different direction starting up a consultancy firm. She started with one old computer working at her home as an office. She started earning some contracts; while she was winning more contracts, she was able to build her company headquarters. Now, she does not work only on consultancy jobs, she has several beauty care shops around Rwanda.

She has also a real estate project near Nyarutarama, where she is building apartments and this project will be done by November of this year. She also is a board member of different businesses institutions and companies in Rwanda for instant (B.K., Automobile companies, etc.) and finally she has shares in Bralirwa and soon will have shares in B.K.

She believes that nothing is wrong when one does combine public partnership and business, actually she thinks that it is the best way of contributing in building community. She ended by saying that only determination and the good business atmosphere in Rwanda, is what is making her Succeed in her business and investment career.

Michael Fairbanks, the co-founder of Seven Fund and advisor for the president, talked about poverty and networking among other things. He indicated that “poverty is created by the exclusion from global networks of trade, industry and investment.” He emphasized that: having worked in Chile, Singapore, and Georgia; he hasn’t seen something like the Rwanda spirit, which is “self-determination, the most important element of being a Rwandan.”

Kutahaba wee…

Urumenesha.

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Apologies.

Hello readers,

We would like to apologize for not posting information about Rwanda day on Saturday and Sunday. We were not allowed to bring cameras where the event was held and because of security, we could not have access for a while to the  internet or any other social media(twitter or facebook.)

We will soon post pictures and videos (from professionals who were allowed to take it.) Meanwhile, we will post interesting stories, experiences of people that we have meet during the event and what happened with Mzee Kijyana.

Hope you understand.

Best,

Urumenesha & Shami.

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Rwanda Day opens with an overwhelming “Igitaramo”

Today in the afternoon, around 4pm, people were heading to Haytt Regency to attend the Rwanda Day event. Rwandans around the world were coming over and over again until late night…more to come tomorrow early morning.

The Exhibition was great; people attended and enjoyed it. But, mostly what people enjoyed was the “igitaramo”!

It was not only Igitaramo, it was a reunion among Rwandans, families and friends…. People, you have not seen for a long time, surprisingly, they are here! It is so fun…it is amazing that I am seeing people that I haven’t seen for a while!

Igitaramo, badusogongeje pee! Ariko byari byiza…. Ngo nahejo! Ibindi ntacyo navuga ni mwirebere!

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Rwandan artists in Chicago!

Today is the day that we have been looking for! We had lunch with Rwandan artists who were getting ready to perform in few hours. Everyone is so excited and looking forward to the beginning of the Rwanda day! My Goodness, everyone is here! Chicago now equals KIGALI! Urukerereza “rwabukereye”! They are ready fresh as “Tango Mango from Bourbon coffee.”

Intore Masamba discussed a little bit with me (while busy eating Tuna salad: Salade au Thon) before going to perform! We get to know each other and I told him that he was the young boy, in a picture that I have, who performed at my parents’ wedding over 30 years ago.  Besides being Rwandan, we found out that both come from Nyaruguru, like Kizito Mihigo who joined us later. “Nyaruguru, Nyaruguru, Nyaruguru weeee…. Ehhhhehhh Nyaruguru weee….” Masamba yakaturirimbiye Turanezerwa!

Atome made us laugh as usual, then, exchanged business ideas with Shami; both are young entrepreneurs in a similar field.

Miss Jojo, Kitoko, Dr Claude, Atome bose babukereye! Yewe erega ni nk’ubukwe! Umugeni dutegereje ntagira uko asa! Ndakababura!

Kutahaba wee….!!!!!

Shami & Urumenesha

 

 

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Rwanda Day vibrates Chicago!

I had a long day….. it has been five days that I am in Chicago. The weather was too hot, humid and untolerable… even for someone like me who is used to it in Wisconsin. But with the Rwandan mood and excitment for the event, it gets difficult to slow down….we feel it at night when we get to bed.

But I am telling you, people are coming like crazy! I am meeting people that I haven’t seen for a while and I am expecting to see people who are coming from Switzerland, Belgium, Canada… they have been calling us to help with hotels reservations (Hilton, intercontinental, Sharaton, Hyatt, etc.) Guys, there are willing to pay a lot in order to attend this event!

For those who were unable to find a hotel room (Twazimaze ndakababura!) we are helping them according to our “article quinze”: debrouillez-vous and “makizari system”: for those who studies in high schools in Rwanda, you know ” Kumakiza icyo bivuga.:)

Our American friends(Friends of Rwanda) are coming tomorrow, most of them are looking forward to learn a lot about Rwanda and its opportunities, see with their eyes the Man ” Mzee Kijyana” and our culture: Urukerereza, ruzadutaramira kahave!

Yemwe, reka mbareke ndambike umusaya, ni ah’ejo….

Kutahaba wee…..

Shami & Urumenesha.

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