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Amazing Stories: Canada’s Peacekeepers


Canada’s peacekeepers work feverishly for the salvation of thousands.
  • ISBN: 9781554390632
  • Author: Sheila Enslev Johnston
  • 128 pages
  • Ages 12+, Adult

Protecting Human Rights Around the World

In an era of civil wars, ethnic cleansings, and genocides, Canada¹s peacekeepers work feverishly for the salvation of thousands. In the midst of massacres and chaos, turmoil and desperation, machetes and machine guns, heroes such as Lieutenant General Roméo Dallaire and Major Brent Beardsley cross barbed wire, language barriers, and ethnic divides to enforce peace.


"Confirmed. They're all dead except for one little girl. Over." The radio crackled with the poor reception, but the meaning was all too clear. At his desk in Rwanda's capital city of Kigali, Brigadier General Roméo A. Dallaire looked up at the calendar: November 24, 1993. Dallaire hung his head. What he had feared would happen was beginning.

"Any indication of who committed these acts? Over."

Out at the scene of the incident, Virunga Mountain in the northwest corner of Rwanda, Canadian peacekeeper Major Brent Beardsley swallowed hard to clear his voice before transmitting a reply. "There were five little girls and one boy. They couldn't have been any older than nine or ten. It's clear that they were all strangled. One of the little girls is still alive, but she's in very rough shape. I'm afraid we won't get any information out of her. Over"

Dallaire shook his head. It was the same thing they seemed to meet at every turn - the sense of a mysterious faction spreading hatred and destabilizing the peace process. "Is there any evidence there at all? Over."

Major Beardsley hesitated, the radio microphone in his hand. Turning his head, he surveyed the scene again.

"There is something, but it doesn't make any sense. We found a glove in the same colour pattern as what the rebel army is wearing, but that just doesn't fit the scenario. This doesn't look like the sort of attack the rebels mount. Over."

Neither Canadian believed the rebels would have strangled young children to death, for no apparent reason, out in the middle of nowhere. They may have been ruthless, but they were smart. They had nothing to gain from an attack like this. Besides, they weren¹t likely to have been sloppy enough to leave evidence behind.

Dallaire shook his head again before giving his final instructions. "Understood. All right, collect all the evidence you can. Maybe the little girl who survived will be able to tell us something. Over."

"Roger," Beardsley replied. "There is one other thing. I don't trust the translator we have here. I told him to ask the locals who they thought could have committed such a crime. But I think he was coaching them. Over."

"Coaching them to say what? Over."

"Coaching them to say the rebels did it. Over."

Both men knew that the government blamed everything on the rebels. Dallaire let out his breath in frustration.

"All right. Get off that mountain before it gets dark. Over."

"Roger. Out." Beardsley signed off. Looking at the row of dead children in front of him, he sighed deeply. Just weeks earlier, back in Canada, he had seen his third child born. Now here he was, thousands of kilometres away from Canada, mourning these children he had never known.

"This is going to be bad," he said to himself. "Very bad."

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