Ethiopia and the Oxford Dictionary. Can we stop crying yet?

What’s the big deal with Oxford Dictionary using Ethiopia in its entry on famine? It was one of those stories we used to get told from the time we were kids – like the lemlem aferachin one. Why do Ethiopians talk about it again and again and again?

Is Oxford Dictionary God’s word?

The wise Oxford Dictionary.

I couldn’t find the famine definition that makes everyone’s hair stand. I can’t be bothered to search harder for it. But here is another one from Oxford which I was able to find easily.

Ethiopia is the oldest independent country in Africa, having a recorded civilization that dates from the 2nd millennium bc . Little known to Europeans until the late 19th century, it was invaded and conquered by Italy in 1935. The emperor Haile Selassie was restored by the British in 1941 and ruled until overthrown in a Marxist coup in 1974. The subsequent period was marked by civil war, fighting against separatist guerrillas in Eritrea and Tigray, and by repeated famines; after the fall of the government in 1991 a multiparty system was adopted.

An Ethiopian can easily look at this and go nuts. Our rich history our tradition and all the like..very little trace of it here…oh this is not right. Well, if we have something more to say let us write about it in any way we can. We can’t ask someone else to do our job. We have here chosen to blog. I feel great about this blog. Rather than burning inside, I can talk about what I make of the controversial dam projects, Osama’s killing, what I cooked, or whatever the heck I want to let out.

Owning the narrative.

What I hope is for other people to get into the habit of generating content that reflects their own perspective.

Here is one definition.

Oxford Dictionary is a dictionary written somewhere in the UK. It is probably an old dictionary. It comes with colourful binding and various sizes.

Would anyone from Oxford Dictionary come here and correct me? No! They have better things to do.

Go get your own stick.

such a shame

Lines written in anger

Hush now donot you cry, there will be a better day, I promise you. some day you will find what you are searching for, Try again, stumble and fall is the heart of it all…”

…….this was supposed to be a response to the desperation written below…. but seriously though, do I have desperate written in my face?… hell no, I donot try hard and I definately donot present my self as desperate, If I like what I see, I go for it but some how I always end up heart broken, but I never stop do I?… No no….I seem to have taken what someone had told me into my heart.. It went like this.”forget my past and dream tomorrow” … but for how long… I donot know.. it hurts and it sucks specially to be led out of the self inflicted hibernation by a sweet talk and to be left alone in the middle of the ocean to drawn. The funny part is I was thinking of just having fun ( my defination of having fun is somewhat different from other people as you know.. so donot get any ideas.)but nothing serious since I had decided a long time ago to take it easy, besides I know if he (the one who lives far far away in the enchanted land, who makes my day bright with just one word, who is confused about me) comes along, I would just change my direction to where ever he wishes to take me, and it would not be fair to who ever is with me unless he, whoever is with me at any moment can change my mind  that he is worth it and I should stay.. knowing me that is a big possiblity too… any way.. Anger should be shusshhed…. shu, shu anger.. go away betty is a happy person …. I am a kindered soul as some lady who just met me described me… I guess I am..

I am seriously saddned by recent turn of events and angry now. But knowing me I will probably forget about this in a second and move on.. I have done that so many times and what is one more right?…haahhaaaaa….

off to a movie with me, my self and Tiye and Papy subliminaly….

one for the road

55 days -desperation

I know I am yet to finish the previous post; in good time I will.

Something came up. Actually, it had been coming for a while now. I made a promise which I couldn’t keep. What the f is to be done now?

quiet desperation

bitching and moaning, just like ye addis abeba zinab 


Starting yesterday, I have even started praying for Him/Her/Them to let me meet the right one, or even one, pronto.  Cuz I am dying here.

For the time being, I’m in love with The Roots only.


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