As of last week, I am halfway complete with my undergraduate degree in English with a teaching certificate in grades 7-12. This year was transformational for me in many ways. I spent fall semester studying abroad in Rwanda, where I took courses on the 1994 Genocide, African Religions, Economic Development, and Cultural Arts. I taught… Continue reading Where in the world is Kelly?
Continued from a previous article. Every year on the anniversary of the genocide, the Trauma Clinic in Butare sees a significant increase in patients with symptoms of PTSD. The fact that trauma increases during the anniversary periods of the genocide proves that the post-traumatic stress in Rwanda is not healing with time, but leaving deep… Continue reading Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder in Post-Genocide Rwanda: Part II
Three years after the 1994 Genocide in Rwanda, a young girl was admitted to a medical clinic in Kigali. However, she displayed no physical symptoms. She reported feeling nausea, the sensation of insects crawling on her face, a strong smell of feces, increased agitation/fear, and vivid flashbacks of being attacked by men. “For months she… Continue reading Post-Traumatic Stess Disorder in Post-Genocide Rwanda: Part I
The stage is divided into two parts. The first is Lisa’s room. It very simple, only a bed and a dresser. She is sitting on the bed, and her phone is on the dresser. On the other side, KAYLEE is sitting at a table holding a phone and dialing a number. Lisa’s phone rings. LISA:… Continue reading “Home,” Scene Four
LISA, MARIE CHANTAL, and EMMANUEL walk onstage. There is a table with three chairs. They sit. WAITER approaches. WAITER: Welcome to Cannabera. What would you like? EMMANUEL: We would all like chipati. WAITER: Would you like drinks? LISA: I’ll have icyayi, please. EMMANUEL: Tonic. MARIE CHANTAL: Fanta. WAITER: What kind of Fanta? MARIE CHANTAL: Citron.… Continue reading “Home,” Scene Three
The library is a house with a classroom and a small nook of textbooks and notebooks. The classroom has several desks, a chalkboard, and a map. LISA: Welcome to Intermediate English Class. Good morning. EMMANUEL and MARIE CHANTAL: Good morning! LISA: How are you? EMMANUEL and MARIE CHANTAL: We are fine. And you? LISA: I… Continue reading “Home,” Scene Two
An African market: colorful kitenge, people bartering, and lots of noise, animals, and pandemonium. Two Americans, LISA and KAYLEE, are walking through the stalls. MERCHANT: Sister, welcome to Rwanda! I will make you a kitenge dress! Only four thousand francs! LISA: No, thank you. MERCHANT: Cheaper than anywhere else in the market! LISA: Maybe we’ll… Continue reading “Home,” Scene One