But I did know about Hotel Rwanda, a Hollywood film created in 2004 that depicts the Holocaust from the eyes of Paul Rusebagina, who attempts to shelter his own family and over a thousand other refugees at the hotel he managed. Though the movie was not real, the story of Paul was real. And the event was real. It's hard to believe that something so much like the Holocaust during WW2 could happen again. More than 50 years later. It's like the Rwandans didn't learn anything from that experience, nor the rest of the world, who failed to come to the aid of the Tutsi's being persecuted. Here is a short clip from the film, showing the chaos in the streets, the fear of the citizens, and the brutality of the Holocaust. (Don't worry…nothing too violent).
I love her word choice here, where she is describing what it was like when the rebels were actually at the pastor's house to start searching for her: "Hundreds of people surrounded the house, many of whom were dressed like devils, wearing skirts of tee bark and shirts of dried banana leaves, and some even had goat horns strapped onto their heads. Despite their demonic costumes, their faces were easily recognizable, and there was murder in their eyes" (Ilibagiza 77). You can only imagine the terror she felt at that moment. During another attempt and finding the women at the pastor's house, Immaculee reflects, "Prayer became my armor, and I wrapped it tightly around my heart" (Ilibagiza 85). I loved the personification used here. Immaculee is a strong writer. Combine that with a gripping story and you have a recipe for a you-can't-put-it-down book. I hope some of you choose to read this during our multicultural memoir unit!