A Brief Note On The Tragedy Of Ethiopia

I went to school, except this time with a funny feeling, knowing this was the last time I would ever see any of them. All my friends and other family, I wouldn’t be seeing for a long time. Then the day came. We all woke up early that morning. My mom helped me and my brothers pack our bags and get ready for the flight. As a family we made our way to the airport with a drive that felt like it took a million years. Finally, we reached the airports and I was ready to collapse in a seat and go right to sleep.

I walked outside the next morning feeling great. The bright vibrant sun shone on the freshly mowed grass. I loaded into my sister's car and we went off to school. The day passed extremely rapid,

Today was Thursday and I was dreading going to school because I use to think life of a 5th grader was STRESSFUL l . And I wasn’t ready to be a 6th grader no time soon. Walking down the cold hallways of Hancock Elementary staring at the people I called friends and others I didn’t know. Being the first one in my class like always I was very quiet and shy and i didn’t talk much and I liked it that way , Waiting for my best friend Tatyana to get to class so I wouldn’t

I was not going to go even if I was late cause I do not need a detention. That will waste my friday night plans. I stayed home and slept the day away. All I knew was eat sleep. Eat and sleep again. I was not able to see my friends from school. I guess I’ll see them tomorrow for basketball practice. After basketball practice, straight fun afterwards. I slept until the next day…

It was that time of the year ,which was back to school, it was the day ,I got to meet my 8th grade teacher ,I was sweating and had butterflies in my stomach. It was coincidence to find my friend Sheyla at the parking lot. Sheyla said she has met her teacher ,but needed a few more supplies ,so she was just back from getting her last supplies. Sheyla’s family went with us to met my teacher ,and I was glad to see her because it was quite a while since I last saw her. Later, after we left Berkmar grounds,I went to Sheyla’s house and we hangout the rest of the day. It was the first day of school, usually I would be feeling nervous,but today I wasn't ,which was good because I didn't want have sweating hands and a racing heartbeat. I arrived at Berkamr and went straight to homeroom ,I found my seat and waited. My first day at school wasn't to bad because the only thing

As mentioned earlier, the plan to take Djibouti would be put into effect in February of 1941. It was here that Nyasaland forces, apart of the East African Brigade would help in the fight to secure docks at Djibouti in order to help restart trading in Ethiopia’s trade centers. Earlier, troops had helped capture the town of Diredawa, which “had cut Djibouti off from most of its supplies.” With this capture, it allowed for the British Royal Navy to create a blockade around the ports and this led to Vichy French naval forces to surrender in under six weeks. The strength of the blockade included Nyasaland KAR troops from the 26 East African Brigade. With their surrender, it allowed for Wavell to negotiate with the French. At the same time, Wavell

This summer I went to one of the most exotic places in Africa. In the summer I went back home to Ethiopia. I call it “back home” because this is where I am from and where my parents were born and raised. Here is my trip back home.

Frederick Wyneken was a German missionary who was working in Michigan and Ohio who first thought of the idea for Frankenmuth. A place for schools and churches for German immigrants was his idea for this place. However, he and his fellow German Immigrants didn’t have enough money to start such an idea. Therefore, in 1840 he wrote a letter to all the Lutherans in Germany for financial assistance and speaking of the hardships that the people where facing.

It was a bright sunny morning, I thought that it was little too sunny just because well now I can't go back to sleep. When I do go back to sleep I wake up again after I hear my parents fighting like usual. Eventually I do wake up and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I grabbed a banana and walked to my school even though it's almost a whole kilometre away but i did not seem to mind because I always loved school even though i am not that smart but I still got accepted into AK School i had to take a 4 page test and I passed first I was in shock because my aunt made me take the test i did not want to take the test for a couple of reason the biggest reason was that none of my friends were going to AK School. They were all going to Jackie Rack

The strength and stability of an economy, the rates of literacy and mortality, and the long-term development of infrastructure in a country can impact the standard of living or quality of life of its citizens in a positive or negative way, and is also a contributing factor that determines if a country is developing or has already developed. For example, both Ethiopia and Australia, depend largely on agriculture as a major source of income, therefore both countries depend largely on the availability of water resources. Studies have shown (www.theguardian.com) “that both Australia and Ethiopia have similar degrees of climatic variability, but Australia has 5,000 cubic meters of water storage capacity per person, whereas Ethiopia has just 45 cubic

Out of breef I got on the bus. The rest of the day went the same as normal with some laughterder and student comment from my classmates. After another long day at school I was on the bus home at last talking to my friend speaking louder every stop we got to my stop.

In December 1999 I stepped foot into another country for the very first time. My 7-year-old self, full with excitement and glee could not wait to finally visit my parents’ motherland, Nigeria. Being born in America, visiting such different nation was a culture shock for me especially because I was so young. While I was there, I experienced many different things with my parents such as participating in many Nigerian traditional events and becoming more exposed to the roots I was brought up from. Although I thoroughly enjoyed my visit, there was an event that stuck with me for the rest of my life, even though at the time I was not old enough to truly understand the gravity of the situation. While in Nigeria, I met one my aunts for the very first time. It was rare for me to see my relatives, especially the ones that lived thousands of miles away from me. Then all of the sudden during my stay in Nigeria, I began to see less and less of my aunt. I did not really question it. I just figured she was busy with other things. Soon after, it was revealed to me that she was ill. It was immensely difficult being in a situation where I felt helpless. I wanted to provide a helping hand to others, but being a small child, all I could do is watch. The way I viewed others changed; I wanted do whatever I could to help other people. It would not be unusual to find me assisting my classmates in elementary school with their classwork and assignments. Even if I could not completely turn people’s

Ethiopia is the most misunderstood country in the world. The world knows Ethiopia by its poverty, famine and drought. But there are untouched and untold histories of Ethiopia that need to be released so the world finally be able to see Ethiopia in different way. First time visitors to Ethiopia are largely astounded by the spectacular natural magnificence of a country that is also extremely rich in culture and history.

When I use to live in Ethiopia, I had seven siblings four brothers and three sisters. We had a normal life until my mom got sick. When my mom was very sick my brothers and my dad took her in Addis Ababa because they had a good doctors there. My mom told me the night she left that she was going to see a doctor if they can help her. The next morning, when I wake up she was gone. I knew she was going to be gone but I felt emotional and I couldn’t stop crying. The house felt empty without my mom and everything felt very dark. When my dad and my brothers came home later afternoon it was nice to see them. I still felt sad because my mom wasn’t with them. I don’t know exactly how long my mom was at the hospital but the doctor’s called that she was

In the tenth and eleventh century, Muslim merchants started settling in the awash valley located in Eastern Africa. The Awash valley was a string of Muslim states that surrounded the southern and eastern borders of the Christian Ethiopian kingdom. At the time, there were six states: Ifat, Fatgar, Hadya, Dawara, and Adal. The Christian Ethiopian Kingdom had a natural barrier from these Muslim states, the Awash River, that runs straight through modern day Ethiopia (Shillington, 2005, p.111). Ifat was the ruler of the Muslim states but that did not last for long. In 1415, Ifats ruler, Sa’d ad-Dinn II, was killed in a rebellion against the Ethiopians. This rebellion was cause from Ethiopian expansion policies, which declared they had sole rights