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My View - ESAI Summit 2010



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I wanted to write about MY take on the 10th ESAI summit a while ago. But I am going through some serious life changes, which kind of led into a serious soul searching. So, I thought I should wait until my head clears up, but I now realize that might take a super long time, so I will write about my ESAI summit experience even if my head is cluttered with so many thoughts. So, this is an informal disclaimer that my ideas might not be coherent and I might unexpectedly divert from the issue at hand. But bear with me and I will make my point at some point.

Normally, I thoroughly research events before I decide to attend them but I figured that no such background checking was necessary for the ESAI Toronto Summit. Of course, things always turn out good when there are conscious, fun loving, young, fabulous Ethiopians around, right? Wrong. I wish I had at least read a bit about ESAI and the projects they have worked on. I wish I had asked about previous summits because if I had done that, I would not have been a victim of high expectations. I now realize that my expectation for the ESAI Toronto summit was high up in the sky, compared to what it actually turned out to be.

I can almost imagine the organizers thinking…Yeman nech yechi mesgana biss? Ableten, ateteten, aznaneten endi ije sebara enhun? I realize that organizing an event is a VERY demanding task so I can only imagine the level of anxiety you, the summit organizers endured. I know u guys poured your heart to it. And it showed. The events were well planed. The party on Saturday was great, except for the fact that the place had a horrible air circulation.  The Selam Art show was smashing and lunch on Saturday was also great….

But overall the summit was weak.

There were up to hundred young Ethiopians from all over North America and UK in the room for two whole days to discuss anything and everything about Ethiopia but not enough was said. Surely, the speakers were great. Dr Fikre Germa through the ENAHPA projects gave us a practical example of how the Doctors in Diaspora collaborate with health professionals in Ethiopia to improve the health sector. I loved how Ato Asfaw Seif presented his message in a very personal and humors way. But still, IS this really IT? Is this all ESAI has to say at the 10th summit? I mean if this was the first or second I can understand but the 10th? Surely, it can get better than this.

Or may be there was a subliminal message that was sent out that I had completely missed. I highly doubt that, but it is always possible. The speakers mentioned ways in which we, as students or young professionals can get involved. But my university advisor also tells me those things.  I mean we hear it all the time, volunteer, volunteer, and volunteer. So clearly, we do not need to go to Toronto to hear it again. Okay, may be some of us need to hear it again and again but Ethiopia currently is facing so MANY problems that we have so so so much to discuss. Of course, at this point, I don’t expect us (students) to solve any of the problems the country has. But can we at least talk about it??

The past student associations were the voice of the people. The student associations in the country and abroad played a vital role in shaping Ethiopia’s future. Students scarified their lives for THE COUNTRY, ekko!! Governments feared and respected the student associations, because the students were dripping with ambition, courage and YE HAGRE fikir. The student organizations then, fought for causes, stood up for the people and challenged the country’s leaders. We are the children of those, who as students scrutinized and questioned the government.

I am sure the current government is very delighted to see that it will not face any challenge from student associations from abroad. I am not saying that ESAI should take a political stand and be pro-or-against political parties. But ESAI, as an organization should challenge some of the decisions and steps the government has taken. ESAI, as the biggest Ethiopian students’ association should hold the government accountable for some of its decisions. And I expected at the summit we would be working around such ANGEBGABI ISSUES such as human rights, development and Economy, population growth etc.

After the event, so many people mentioned on their facebook status that it was very inspirational to see and meet so many like-minded Ethiopian students. And I completely agree. It is refreshing to see so many young Ethiopians who are passionate about their country. And I believe that with the right leadership, the situation in Ethiopia can get better. As students, we have enormous power, and ESAI offers an excellent platform it just needs to be more firm, assertive and daring. We just have to add a bit of KUM NEGER when we get together next timeof course, that is not always easy, is it?

I now realize that my expectation of the Toronto summit was a mixture of idealism and optimism and it might have lacked a bit of realism.  But still, the summit could have been better. Bekka is ESAI summit just a social, fun thing Ethiopian students do every year just to mingle, party and socialize with fellow Ethiopian students? Someone mentioned that they met their partner at a former summit (which is kinda cute). I definitely will not get a wedding ring out of the Toronto Summit, but at least I got palm ring on Palm Sunday at church.... a friend offered me an oversized ye zembaba ring which now rests on the bulletin board where I keep souvenirs from different events. And truth be told I adore it…


 
Untold Stories of She

by featured senduQ blogger tsepeaces (originally published on March 19th, 2009)

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from silence emerges the invisible hero.
cast in a supporting role
she shuffles quickly behind man, carrying the bucket.
mopping stanking rubbish and residue
with her calloused hands that grip flaming coals…
and her belly that muffles pain.
like light and moths her womanhood lures together people
her wisdom hidden in her womb
in silence it bears history and culture
with depth apparent only through action and nurture…

for words forsake her…

words overlook
diminish and maim her
into an object,
a sweep or blanket
a workhorse, a maid
a silent ornament in the scenery

Wonder how she felt
how she’d vent
what she dreamed
…imagination lit
what she desired
…body aflame
what she pondered…
when she seeps pleasurable tastes
as if thoughts were cough drops from her intellect.

Did she ever say, or was she never heard?
When? to hear her ululations as they reverberate from center stage…
They said…
Nothing has really happened until it has been recorded.”
So…She existed?
The individual. Not a skirt among the masses.
Not a scarf among the others. not Misses Proxy.
Looking to hear Miss Loud Foxy.

Stories
…she’s the one who told stories.
the oral historian teeming with juicy tales
mostly abound with stories of the men of her family.
casually more absent than present…
those rambunctious heroes with puffed chests and boisterous yelps…


The soldier who died too young after his trip to the Ogaden.
The adventurer who disappeared into the deep south of cental Ethiopia, Arusi.
The intellectual who mounted francophone education brought on the Addis-Djibouti train
The geologist who mapped the vast lands of the horn of africa, pioneering his field.
The student activist who hid away in roofs from the junta red terror police.
The doctor, a former Haile Selassie boy scout, healed patients across the world.
The farmer who tilled the family land
The auto-mechanic who drove Jeep convertibles and fixed archaic Italian Fiats.

Interestingly, her life mostly featured courageous women.
Though ears strain for their stories…
I pick up whispers, hush-hushed


The widow entrepreneur who sold injera on dusty streets under umbrellas blocking a fiery sun
The live-in Italian household maid who financed the men’s education
The wife who walked +50km fleeing an abusive man chased by coarse hills, desolation
The homemaker & her shenanigans: sifting, sewing, boiling, sweeping for her family institution
The mother who showered care, thought and exertion to nurture those around her
The controversial bride whose wedding featured an ex-suitor & his blazing guns
The old maid – a failure for not catching the eligible man
The single professional woman building a house in the outskirts of town

stories of She. Untold.


 
ተመላሽ፡ ነኝና...

“አንበሳና፡ነብር፡ ባንድ፡ ዱር፡ አደሩ
ቢቸግር፡ ነዉ፡ እንጂ፡ መች፡ ወዳጅ፡ ነበሩ?”
ብሏል፡ ያገሬ፡ ሰዉ፡ ተረቱን፡ ሲተርት
አልገባኝ፡ ነበር፡ ለካስ፡ ሆኗል፡ እዉነት።
እኔም፡ በማላዉቀዉ፡ ሀገር፡ ተሰድጄ፡
ከሰዉ፡ ተራ፡ ለመሆን
በፍላጎት፡ ሳይሆን፡እንደዉ፡ ተገድጄ
ይህዉ፡ እኖራለዉ፡ ቀኑን፡ እየቆጠርኩ፡ ዉስጥ፡ ዉስጤን፡ ነድጄ።
ጓደኛ፡ ማጣቴ፡ አንገት፡ ቢያስደፋኝም
ተመላሽ፡ ነኝና፡ ብዙም፡ አይከፋኝም።
ይብላኝለት፡ እንጂ፡ የዚህን፡ አገር፡ ሰዉ
ኢትዮጵያን፡ ሳያዉቃት፡ ምዕራባዊ፡ የሆነዉ..
የሰዉ፡ ለዛዉ፡ ጠፍቶ፡ ከጨካኞች፡ ተራ
ተሰልፎ፡ ይኖራል፡ ከማይሆን፡ ሰዉ፡ ጋራ።
አይ፡ ያገሬ፡ ሰዎች፡ ቢያዩዋቹህ፡ በዉነት
እንዴት፡ ቢገረሙ፡ እንዴት፡ ባዘኑት
እኔስ፡ ተመላሽ፡ ነኝ፡ ከመጣሁበት
አልቀርም፡ ከደጋዉ፤ ከዉሸቱ፡ ቤት።
“አገሬን፡ አገሬን፡ አይልም፡ ወይ፡ ሰዉ
ክፉ፡ ሲናገሩት፡ ሆድ፡ እየባሰዉ?"
እያልኩ፡ እኖራለሁ፡ እስክመለስ፡ ድረስ
መከፋቴን፡ ትቼ፡ እያለኝም፡ ደስ፡ ደስ።
የምወደዉም፡ ህዝብም፡ ጠብቀኝ፡ አደራ
ሳትለወጥ፡ ቆየኝ፡ ደሞ፡ እንዳይለኝ፡ ግራ፡
ጓዶቼም፡ ጠብቁኝ፡ እመጣለሁ፡ ቶሎ
መኖር፡ ሰልችቶኛል፡ ካለናንተ፡ ዉሎ።

በአመርቲ: ለማ

 
My Experince at the 10th Annual ESAi Summit in Toronto!

(Originally written on April 2, 2010)

For those of you that don’t know (or who are not Ethiopian/Eritrean), I attended the 10th Annual Ethiopian Student Association International Summit this past weekend in Toronto, ON, Canada. It was my first visit to Toronto, but more importantly, my first trip to Canada period. For those of you that are not aware of it, this summit is usually a 3-4 day conference consisting of guest speakers, seminars, round table discussion, and a mixture of social events all together wrapped up into one amazing weekend.

Since it takes place in a different city every year, it’s always a new group of students playing host to this monstrous of a task to take on as students, or recent grads (trust me, we[ATL] had to do it in 2007)! Nevertheless, all the sleepless nights, hard work, and dedications is all worth it when you see the lasting connections and memories that are shared with good friends and even complete strangers in this miraculous 72 hour time period.

 
ESAI 2010: Behind the Scenes

First, came the announcement.


It was September when I found out that Toronto would be hosting the 10th Annual ESAI summit. I couldn't wait to get involved. Although I had never been to any of the summits before, I remember hearing so many great things about it back when I was in high school. From what I had heard, it was an annual conference that brought young Ethiopians together to a city where they could be empowered and build lasting connections. I loved the thought of it - I mean, how often do you get the chance to witness the country's people in such a beautiful light? Not on this side of the hemsiphere, any way.

 


Perfect. Ethiopian culture fused onto a Toronto backdrop - the best of both my worlds.

Then, came the doubt...

"Do you guys really think people are going to come?"
"People are not coming if they have to cross a border!"
"No one will come because it's in Canada! They think we live in igloos."

 
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