The Mai Mai used to come and take the men and boys to fight in the war, and if they didn’t accept they were killed.
In Rutshuru, I had a business. I would buy beans and then resell them for a profit. I would buy in bulk, and then sell in smaller quantities. My husband was a taxi driver. In Congo, life was good because I had my business and my husband worked. We made money and were able to buy things, and all of my children went to school.