A single question struck General Roméo Dallaire when he stared down the barrel of that AK-47. Nearly 20 years later, it’s
Roméo Dallaire declared: "I need a haircut." We had heard that just down the street was a barber shop where the young man cutting hair was a former child soldier. He turned in his weapons, trading a machete (or panga) for scissors, and learned a new trade: "I used to be forced to cut limbs; now I cut hair."