RE: “How the priceless Kinyarwanda reconnected me to motherland” (The New Times, April 21).
The fear was always that once Rwandans in exile had mingled with the people who gave them asylum since way back in 1959 they would hardly embrace their own culture and traditions.
Many believed their identity would gradually fade. The other fear was it would be hard to convince the young generation that was born in exile that they actually had a home of their own – and were just refugees in their respective host countries.
Today, some of the Rwandans who are struggling to learn Kinyarwanda hardly cherished it in the past. However, I am not condemning anyone here.