Have you felt the wrath of Satan himself? Have you seen the hell's gate face to face? I have,and you would even know the a slight of how that feels like unless you are me.
As soon as i have made my decision, it was time to pack and leave my beloved city of Brussel. With a flash, i arrive at the army camp, signing my name, enrolling myself into a region unknown. As I slowly step onto the staircase leading to the plane, i stopped, turned around and looked at the Belgium left behind me, as i walked further down the stair-case, the sight of my beloved country narrows and vanishes out of sight. My heart, filled with terror, fear, and agonizing pain, but at the same time excited.
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I started to wonder why people from the same race with the same origin are killing each other, which later i found out it was my ancestors who had started this grudge, when Belgium used to be in charge of Rwanda they had organized Tutsis to be charge, and Hutus and Tutsis were separated by the length of their nose. When Tutsis were put in charge, they did some awful things to the Hutus and the Hutu didn't like it. The Hutu people began to gain and keep it's grudge. The grudge of the people has overloaded and massacre finally out-broke when the president's airplane was shot down from the sky.
June 7, 1994, I have been told that there was a new mandate called UNAMIR (United Nations Assistance Mission For Rwanda) and i had been assigned to that division. My commander had been in formed that the first target of the rebellion would be the prime minister of Rwanda, Agathe Uwilingiyimana, 10 of our men were sent to protect her from assassination and yet non e has returned. This tragedy wouldn't of happened if my commander made the "no firing" policy ambiguous.. The mission's vague mandate, created under Chapter VI of the UN Charter was unclear about the right to use force, particularly in defense of civilians. so our men could not fight back even when they've been under fire for two hours.
June 15,1994, Today could be the worst day of my life, i feel it is now that i have seen the worse in human, in myself. Our mandate was to evacuate the expatriates, of course that would not seem wrong would it. But not until you see the part when other people are not included in the evacuation. Me and my team were looking for the expatriates that needed evacuation, and we come upon this palm tree and we stopped there to rest. A few yards from the My troops, a Rwandan woman was being hauled along the road by a young man with a machete. He pulled her clothes as she looked at the us in the desperate, terrified hope that we could save her from her death. I raised my gun and aimed at the young man's head, i could see the desperate in the women's eyes, that desperate for help, that desire to live. But none our other soldiers moved. 'It's not our mandate,' said one, leaning against the jeep as he watched the condemned woman, the squirting red splashing at his blue United Nations badge.
June 30, 1994 I am exhausted, Belgium government got scared and had withdrawn all its troop, and i was left there alone. I missed the returning flight to home, just because of some stupid watch duty that i was assign to and i was also furious that no one, literally no one had given me any information on the flight, not until...