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for sale. They exposed several items at ground level on extended <strong>to</strong>wels, and thus, I noticed that<br />
hygiene was not substantial. At any rate, however, I was there <strong>to</strong> know the place and not <strong>to</strong> carry out<br />
a sanitary inspection. Rose bargained with the sellers <strong>to</strong> get the prices down, arguing loudly in a<br />
strange Kinyarwanda, and because of this, I did not understand a lick of their speaking. Anyway, she<br />
appeared <strong>to</strong> be a <strong>to</strong>ugh buyer, since I had never seen anyone take so long <strong>to</strong> buy five kilos of<br />
pota<strong>to</strong>es. When she finally got the product at the lowest cost possible, and we were again on the<br />
boundary of the fair, a tumult with its stress and panic came <strong>to</strong>ward us from inside the market. Two<br />
Hutus shouted in pursuit of a Pygmy, who jumped in<strong>to</strong> the arms of Tharcisse, coming <strong>to</strong> us, trying <strong>to</strong><br />
escape. The chasers approached, drew him aside and started beating the luckless chap with intensity<br />
while people around did not matter at all, and even Rose s<strong>to</strong>od impassive, checking if every pota<strong>to</strong><br />
were in a purse that the Twa tipped over. The little man <strong>to</strong>ok a rude thrashing and he would not<br />
survive for long that way. Immediately, the scene reminded me of the unfortunate girl who was<br />
suffering in a hospital bed as a victim of a wicked coward from the kind of those troglodytes in front<br />
of me. Taken by these emotions, my heart burned and I <strong>to</strong>ok the pota<strong>to</strong>es from Rose's bag <strong>to</strong> hurl<br />
them against the nearest evildoer, who was punishing the Twa. As a bad result, one of the Hutus<br />
came, raised his open hand and smote me on the forehead, and I ended up on the floor about three<br />
meters away, falling on an old, wooden tent that <strong>to</strong>ppled over producing a loud crash of breaking<br />
clay pots. The Hutu thought he had knocked me out and made a slip, just when I furiously jumped<br />
on his back, hitting him from behind with a high kick <strong>to</strong> his head, making him collapse right away.<br />
Rose was as<strong>to</strong>nished without knowing what <strong>to</strong> do, seeing her job and project of life circling the drain<br />
while something tragic approached me in that mess. Although she cried out my name, I got right in<strong>to</strong><br />
the thick of a widespread brawl. Intruders joined the dispute supporting one side over the other or<br />
both at the same time, and all of a sudden, the riot turned in<strong>to</strong> a settling of accounts between Hutus<br />
and Tutsis, getting more violent as pieces of stalls were flying everywhere. People were using sticks,<br />
s<strong>to</strong>nes and all sorts of blunt objects as weapons, and it was already possible <strong>to</strong> see some drops of<br />
blood splattered on the floor. Tharcisse Mugabe s<strong>to</strong>od in front of me holding a terrifying wooden bat<br />
with a sharp nail at the tip, threatening whoever tried <strong>to</strong> attack me. The other Twa fought madly and<br />
hurt other men with up <strong>to</strong> double his size. Rose, on the other hand, screamed, begging me <strong>to</strong> get out<br />
of the mess, but she could not appease me. I would not easily leave that fight, since my self-control<br />
was gone. I have always been an impulsive girl, and my parents since my teenage years had given up<br />
on controlling my restless mood. Moreover, I had been an athlete when I was younger, training and<br />
competing in athletic events. I practiced martial arts for medical advice, discharging my adrenaline<br />
continuously high, and I liked adventure sports, such as mountaineering and parachuting. In short, I<br />
was a <strong>to</strong>ugh girl who was accus<strong>to</strong>med <strong>to</strong> withstanding hits in wrestling <strong>to</strong>urnaments for the US<br />
Olympic Team, and thus, I did not get out of the middle of the action. Even if I did not defeat a<br />
young man, at least, I could hurt him for real. Then, I kicked people all the way, taking and landing<br />
punches, elbows, and knee jabs. They could not injure another Pygmy and came out just fine because<br />
although I did not see the man who did the dirty work of raping the indigent Twa, at least, those<br />
ones I would get. Easily, I saw the image of the girl's attacker in each malevolent creature who tried<br />
<strong>to</strong> hurt the Pygmy in front of me. Only later, when the dust settled, and the blood cooled, I reasoned<br />
that I ran a serious risk.<br />
The Hutu gendarmes showed up and vigorously held back the brutes and things quieted<br />
down. Various merchants had losses, since smart looters <strong>to</strong>ok the chance <strong>to</strong> plunder the fair,<br />
dragging the products for sale on open ground as they could. Sensible people called the gendarmerie<br />
<strong>to</strong> appease us, and when the police officers came <strong>to</strong> break up the fight, they did not understand why<br />
an American doc<strong>to</strong>r was involved in the incident. Since the guards feared <strong>to</strong> hold me under arrest<br />
without authorization, they radioed the base of operations, and as instructed, surrendered all those<br />
who participated in the event. The troopers put us on knees, with our hands on the head, detaining<br />
nine people at gunpoint. On her side, Rose stayed out of the tumult without the courage <strong>to</strong> strike a<br />
single blow. Yet she did not leave me alone. Curious Rwandans were watching the scene, and when<br />
reporters of the Television Libre des Milles Collines or Radio Mille Collines arrived, the site became more<br />
agitated. Despite this jaunty name, it was not a television network, but a radio station. They started