Read Left to Tell: Discovering God Amidst the Rwandan Holocaust Online
Authors: Immaculee Ilibagiza
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Mom, front left, and her best friends. All but one of them were killed in the genocide.
Dad, on the right, discussing Rwandan educational policy at an international conference of Catholic school directors.
Sitting in the bathroom, where I hid with seven other women for three months, during a visit to Pastor Murinzi’s house a decade after the genocide.
Wondering how we all managed to fit in that tiny bathroom.
This is the wardrobe that concealed the bathroom door and saved our lives.
Here I am with Pastor Murinzi, ten years after the genocide.
Damascene’s heartbreaking letter, written the night before he died.
The youngest member of my family to be murdered in the genocide: my eight-month-old cousin, Muvara.
These are fellow survivors, whom I met at the French camp. From left: my cousin Jeannette, her friend Rebeka, my cousin Consolee, Aunt Jeanne, and my cousin Chantal.
The ruins of our family home, destroyed during the genocide.
My brother Aimable stands in the wreckage of Dad’s burned-out car.
Me, bottom right, with the soldiers at the French camp.
Visiting Mother Teresa’s Orphanage in Kigali, which became a second home to me after the genocide.
With my wonderful husband, Bryan, during our traditional Rwandan wedding ceremony in Kigali, 1998.