The Changing Seasons…

25 Oct

Oftentimes, when reflecting to write these blog posts, I inevitably find myself comparing my experiences here to those I have had in the US.

In reality just about everything is different to some extent, from the oven being controlled in Celsius to views on foreign policy. The former was a pretty easy adjustment and came only at the expense of a few extra crispy meals. The latter spectrum of differences is one that I will probably always be surprised by. The ones based on reason.

To contextualize these thoughts, I will present to you an extremely gruesome time in the history of our humanity. Not because I find the subject amusing to talk about, but because it was the topic of discussion in a class I had yesterday, the Rwandan genocide. As can be likened to many horrible events in history, the people who bear the memory want nothing more but to heal from their wounds, and in some cases erase the tragedy from their past.

I do not wish to once again delve into a very spirited issue, but to point out the nature of conversation as I have witnessed it many times not only here, but in the states. An uncomprehendable situation presents itself, how could so many people die in so little time, at the hand of their fellow man? Then the seemingly more uncomprehensible question of, what could have been done about it , also ensues.

Something, yes. But what? How many people actually know the answer to these questions?

To be honest, I really can’t say what the right answer should have been. I know very little of the details of the subject as a whole, but may still know more than most people.

The real moral of this experience for me is to be at least somewhat knowledgeable of events that pave the way for atrocities, such as genocide. What are the sentiments in the region of the hostile people prior to? What has caused a somewhat stable environment to implode before the rest of the world knew there was a problem? Is there an effective way to prevent and end such events?

One person could probably never come up with the single solution. I can’t help but to think that a basic knowledge of the history of these atrocities, maintained throughout time, could be useful in preventing tragedies, like genocide, from happening in the future.


One Response to “The Changing Seasons…”

  1. joann November 19, 2011 at 4:38 am #

    Katie, you really make us stop and ponder. We must know our history. It is so important to life.

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