
- Photo Credit: Lynsey Addario
Jimmy Briggs is telling a story about a Congolese woman he is interviewing.
The woman is describing how she was raped twice in one day.
In the interview, the woman explains that her brother, husband and children were present when she was first attacked in the morning by the Congolese government army.
When they were finished, the army left the house.
Later, that afternoon, non-government soldiers arrived. They are more brutal. The woman’s husband ran away.
Her brother tried to hide on the rooftop. The militia shot him. The group of men (5 in all) proceeded to rape the woman inside her house. Her children began to call for help outside the home.
The militia men stop the attack and proceed to leave. The woman follows them out. Then, one by one, they shoot each of her children in the back of the head. They proceed to finish the rape.
They leave.
I heard this story while at the Congo/Women opening reception this past Thursday (curated by this organization). The room is surrounded in black and white photos of Congolese men, women and children.
There are huge color photo displays detailing the life and violence in the Congo.
It’s beautiful. Yet, it is also tremendously tragic.
The room shudders with a very still quiet. Mr. Briggs tells the crowd that he wants us to remember this woman’s story. Do not be afraid to remember it. Be brave enough to keep it in your mind.
He wants us to remember that we have the power to change the world if we remember to tell each other’s stories.
Sometimes, the only power you have is simply telling someone else’s story.



