Wolliso, Ethiopia, June 1997
Around 9:30 on the day I am to leave for a three-day respite in Addis Ababa I try to mail my letter to Maureen at the post office. I do this, rather than carrying the letter with me to the city to mail, even though letters from Wolliso can take days to reach Addis Ababa. Perhaps I just want to get to know Wolliso better, and it is rumored that the woman who runs the one-room, one-desk, one- drawer post office has lived in the States and speaks impeccable English.
The door to the post office is locked, but through the slats I can see that someone is inside and I can hear the English-language radio station broadcasting the news that Haile Gebre Selassie, the Olympic runner, has just been in a car accident in
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Hope was so tangible that even the foreign community was living in a heightened sense of anticipation. The hard part for me today is that the memories of those heady early days of hope are tinged with the reality of the carnage that followed. I will always remember that night in 1974 when hope turned to fear with the execution of former Prime Minister Endelkachew Makonnen and members of his government. For the past 20 years, I have tried to put to rest that time and those events -- that fascination with danger, with living in places of great risk. In Ethiopia, danger and risk were coupled with a tinge of guilt: That as a foreigner, I was not a target of the revolution; that I got off easy and therefore must continually prove if only to myself that I am not a coward; that I will not run from danger as I had by leaving my friends behind, friends who disappeared in the night.
So I thought that by returning to Ethiopia to take a three-month contract job with the Peace Corps to train a new group of volunteers, I might finally close the door on that haunting time. It would be simple. I would return to my old house on Bishoftu Road in Addis Ababa, where I lived at the height of the revolution. If the house had remained gleaming white and the lilac-colored
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Mass killings have disrupted and affected many communities in the world. The ethnic violence witnessed in Rwanda, and its neighbor Burundi is a relatively recent twentieth century example. Tracy Kidder, in his book Strength in what Remains, tells the story of a Burundi immigrant, Deogratias (Deo) Niyizonkiza, who witnessed the Burundi and Rwanda genocide and eventually becomes a U.S. citizen. It follows his flight from this predicament, and recounts how he suffered and overcame homelessness to graduate from Columbia University, and finally- to his unrelenting pursuit and achievement of his childhood dream of building a health care
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