I recalled the words of Reine, the student in Lubumbashi, who said that my heart would cry when I saw what the mining companies had done to the forests and rivers. I felt both sadness and outrage as I watched children splashing innocently in the toxic waters. Men fished for dinner from the bridge above the river, and women washed clothes along the riverbank as white-breasted cormorants floated by. The people of Mupanja were being contaminated in every possible way.
