yeetiopia biherawi budin limimid. peda meda, bdu.

I don’t know if I am doing the right thing and if it is going to detrimentally affect  our chances of beating Sudan and qualifying for the African Cup of Nations.  Here are some of the pictures that we were able to take from the training session this afternoon. Later this curmudgeon/field caretaker  would come and start all kinds of trouble.


Shout-out to Mu’s phone 😀



It’s hard wearing boots man! Sure, there is the confidence boost in front of street crossings turned ponds after a downpour; just rev up your tank of a shoe and cross, while unfortunate members of your species are reduced to skirting around the pond; and around the idea of crossing the pond.

There is also the korokonch and the chiqa

But try running from a coming rain with them boots on. I said just try it! And the boots’ insides are lined with fur to boot; imagine wearing boots in anticipation of rains that never come and your feet getting cooked.

Why the hell did I buy those frigging boots? I mean, I am a grown ass man, dawg! Why am I trying to get my rapper on?

Getting back to the regularly scheduled program…

This year, 300,000 students are set to graduate at different levels from different institutions

Bahir Dar University’s graduation day is tomorrow

the venue

To all the young bloodz -enjoy it while it lasts!

Poor souls!

Then comes the confusion, the despair, the self-doubt, self-hate, self-abuse, self-ass kicking …., all the bad shit –lehulachihum bayhon leabzagnwochachihu

 And if you are among the lucky few, you would join some path which, nine times out of ten, is not the right path for you.

But a path is better than no path at all, right?

Make sure your pictures are taken aplenty; maybe someday, you can do a “before and after”

Don’t listen to me; I am just a pathetic pessimist.

Or am I?

Many people (I cannot remember all their names) agree that the state of the Etyopian educational system is an unmitigated disaster.

A colleague told me this; he says it is a true story. In a small town, the same town of Bekele fame, (this town’s inhabitants, it seems, have got the knack for the weird and the funny) a homeroom teacher, a unit leader and a director visit a house to admonish a certain Ato Ha and Weizero Le about their child not attending class. They berate them for preventing their offspring from coming to school after all the diligence he has shown to reach grade five.

“Why isn’t your kid coming to school? Do you rather your brilliant kid is stuck doing chores when he could become the next Tibebe? (it is still my plan -being the man of the millennium, one helluva a role model)

The poor couple are flustered, befuddled and the whole enchilada of synonyms. They go: “But our son has been dead for the last three years!?!?!?”

Here is what happened: in the self-contained educational system, no student, dead or alive, is supposed to fail grades one through four, hence obviating the need for updating name lists. The kid, in such a manner that puts Dead Souls to shame, in such a way that  gives a whole new dimension to “distance education,” has managed to do 2→3→4→5, only for his absence to be discovered during 5th grade roll call.

The school’s administration still harbors a sneaking suspicion that the parents are deliberately tampering with their kid’s bright future of becoming the next…

I spent some time around a professor who is involved in an effort to revamp the Etyopian educational system. Although I couldn’t attend all of his presentations, from what little I’ve heard, he raises pretty decent points -points that were, in his own words “appeals to your conscience” “…since you guys, by chance or predestination, are at the helm of affairs…”

More about his vision on this site

Do you believe in normal distributions? Are people’s achievements supposed to conform to “some” curve?

…The myth of the bell curve has occupied a central place in the theory of inequality (Walker, 1929; Bradley, 1968). Apologists for inequality in all spheres of social life have used the theory of the bell curve, explicitly and implicitly, in developing moral rationalizations to justify the status quo. While the misuse of the bell curve has perhaps been most frequent in the field of education, it is also common in other areas of social science and social welfare. When Abraham de Moivre made the first recorded discovery of the normal curve of error (to give the bell curve its proper name) in 1733, his immediate concern was with games of chance. The normal distribution, which is nothing more than the limiting case of the binomial distribution resulting from random operations such as flipping coins or rolling dice, was a natural discovery for anyone interested in the mathematics of gambling.

 De Moivre was unhappy, however, with the lowly origins of his discovery, He proceeded to raise its status by attributing to it an importance beyond its literal meaning. In his age, this could best be done by claiming that it was a proof of the existence of God. He announced:

And thus in all cases it will be found, that although Chance produces irregularities, still the Odds will be infinitely great, that in process of Time, those irregularities will bear no proportion to the recurrency of that Order which naturally results from Original Design …. (Walker, 1929:17)…

 Read the whole thing here.

So tomorrow is graduation. I will not be coming to campus (all the girigir !,)  meaning I will probably not be checking on this post. But I am not done here, Insha’Allah I will continue on Sunday. I have got a normal distribution in mind…



I see graduates having their pictures taken next to every conceivable kind of bush…

So now, 2.5 million lives later, South Sudan is a new country. Question is, how are we going to interpret the loss of all that life: a sacrifice made in order to win freedom or a loss that could have been avoided if people were not so fond of acting a fool. I can’t even say who the bigger fool in this case is. Same thing with Etyopia and Ertra,…

Maybe tomorrow, I will finish this thing…

Monday -music

Tuesday -the most anticlimactic verse ever:

peda is for pedantic


yetebareku lijoch

Yesterday  afternoon I started teaching a new batch.  When it was time, I go to the classroom and notice that there was no one loitering on the passages and the class was full of students who are sitting silently. I got worried; from outside it looked like some other teacher was teaching in there, taking the slot that we had arranged having dodged the morning (no electric power).

But surprise surprise!  It was just the students waiting for their teacher, waiting for me! I approach the front cautiously for fear that there may be an ambush in waiting or booby traps.

I tell them to arrange their seats in such a way that there would be a passage in the middle, so that I would be able to move among them. And voila! They do like they were told. And I feel  like Moses when he parted the Red Sea. And it felt good to move among them and in general, I think I gave a good performance.

I used the first hour for an introduction which, I pray, against all odds, the students did not find boring. The skeleton of the lecture was as follows:

biochemistry introduction

 To the authors I have copied images and text from – I acknowledge that I have copied stuff from you. The reason I failed to write your names is because you are fucking too many.

(Between slides 9 and 10, I made them watch this )

 Tilish, did you think that posting about incomprehensible computer stuff and telling us to ignore it won’t come back to bite you on the ass? And yes, we had to have Greek mythology.

I was not around for the first biochemistry lecture of the last batch. But their demeanor before class starts was not a pretty sight if not complete pandemonium. Maybe this batch will evolve into their predecessors given the right amount of time.   

But the way  things stand, I like them!


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