22 Juni 2011, 11:17 | Radu Dumitrascu
Hope for the Pygmies of North Kivu
I left their camp touched by their singing, their dances, but above all, I left feeling a sense of urgency; these forgotten people of North Kivu will have to see better days. I turned towards my colleague, Joseph, and in broken French I asked him how soon we could provide them with what they had asked for. Their request was minimal: all they asked for were blankets and kitchen pots.
We went back to our car and on the way back to our camp in Rumangabo I started to think. They tell me that pygmies...