The Fellowship of the 10%
July 5, 2016
If money was not a consideration and you could do anything with your life, what would you do? … More The Fellowship of the 10%
Tag: Ethiopian Diaspora
1-800-Abol: Chapter Ten
June 28, 2016
I take out the key copy for that house and throw it at him. Just then MTG float in like she do. Oh Creator, today is the day for flying things and people being hit, I think. But too bad, the key miss her eye. … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Ten
1-800-Abol: Chapter Nine
May 29, 2016
You will think, most people will not want to have stranger coming into their home before sunrise and bumping around in their kitchen to set up buna. But somehow the word get around, and like fancy buna machine they program us to come in and start the buna while they upstairs are getting ready for their day. … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Nine
1-800-Abol: Chapter Eight
April 30, 2016
My mother raised us on cow’s milk, ok? So I don’t even like coffee, ok? But liking coffee is not job requirement for becoming Tariku’s wife? I know what that Hiwot calls me. You think I don’t know? You think I am the only one in all Ethiopia that is called like that? They call … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Eight
1-800-Abol: Chapter Six
February 20, 2016
Chapter Six This courtroom. Why everything has to be made from wood I don’t know. Like inside a coffin box it feels. Only carpet is some ugly green color, like Miss To Go eye-shadow. MTG and Tariku are at their table, putting their heads with their lawyer like children whispering evil plan. But nothing will … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Six
1-800-Abol: Chapter Five
October 1, 2015
Chapter Five In April, for the celebration of last Easter, that was when Hiwot brings out all these buna things for use. The dust on them is many months old now. As Hiwot asked me on the phone, I take all them out and put them on the dining table so she can clean … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Five
1-800-Abol: Chapter Four
August 19, 2015
Chapter Four As the sun is coming out and my work shift is ending, when it is the end of James and Tariku returns to life, first thing I do when my car I turn in the direction of home is to throw away the Venti Starbucks cup. That cup which for my whole night … More 1-800-Abol: Chapter Four
Look: Diaspora!
August 26, 2011
Somehow the staring is more tolerable when it is directed at you after you return from a place where everyone may not have thought like you but certainly looked like you, and where the stares were of a knowing nature, rather than blank and expressionless. The silliness, absurdity, even the pathetic nature of it becomes … More Look: Diaspora!
Rebecca Fisseha, Writer. 