Hands drawing Ethiopia’s current look

On Easter eve, I spent time with a media outlet. “What is the current situation in Ethiopia?” He threw me into a trance. It was from that reporter’s question that I began to think about what my country’s past and present looked like and what its current state was. Of course, the beauty of a country is measured by its natural resources, its prosperity, its geography, its language, its culture, its politics. Social interaction and the unity of the skin color of its people are not the only manifestations.

Let’s take a brief look at just one of them. The skin color of the world’s citizens varies from continent to continent, country to country, and even to countries within a frontier, even from state to state. That is why we call the colors of the peoples that have adorned our earth white, yellow, black, and dark, like the colors of the flag. These beauties are the graces of our mother earth, not to be thought of as mere representations of the landscape.

Apart from the skin color of each nation, each country has its own religions, languages, cultures, political and social systems. Such values ​​are viewed as a source of ridicule, not a reproach, but a blessing to the client and his or her spouse. Even so, owning one is still beyond the reach of the average person.

Sitting in the Northern Hemisphere through the lens of self-philosophy, criticizing the southern part of the world, or the people in the eastern part of the sunrise pointing to the “my life and my privacy” in “Antuta”, both Western and Northern human beings are pointing the finger and saying, “You don’t look like me.” If he boldly denounces you, it is not the fault of the critic but the critic’s “mental illness.” Of course, it is difficult to conclude that all of the above issues are of different nationalities, but in terms of metaphysics.

Just as it is believed that the “Ethiopian leopard” cannot change its appearance, the northern hemisphere countries such as Belgium, Canada, and China should not lose sight of the fact that they identify themselves as “our own” leopard. Most of the South American and African countries, which are divided by the Oriental and the Eastern Meridian line, or the frontiers of the equator to the south, should also improve their appearance, paint their culture and language with our own eyes, and make it difficult for us to imitate them. Even so, owning one is still beyond the reach of the average person.

As a result of the total of these natural and modern histories and the core facts, the true form of a country, along with the identities of the nations, in the form of their own generations. As a result of the good and good deeds of their own citizens, the “violent” countries of the tyrannical bakery, acts, and invasions or the nature of the repressive and benevolent nations may change from time to time.

In a short period of time, a country that has lived in peace for thousands of years has lost its civilization, its dignity, and its ability to be ridiculed. The story may have been written in black and white in the annals of history. What is the status of Syrian civilization? What about today? Iraq, Libya, Yemen, etc. It is believed that if we examine why they were turned into piles of rubble, the answer would be yes.

Our most recent “embarrassing memory” is what embarrassing events took place three or two decades ago in Ethiopia. It is not a bad thing to look at our country as a “beautiful” country, but it is not a bad thing to remember that it is not a “beautiful” country. “How did you bury your old friend? It is important to keep in mind that examining the database of our history, which seems to be a cover for “the latter, to escape,” can only help us in our education.

Although the past is not bad, what does our country look like today? It is very wise to ask. This is the core of this article. The answer seems to be as simple as that. In short, the image of our country today is not based on the past, the past, the present, the past, the present, the past, the present, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past, the past. Let me explain a little bit.

In the aftermath of our many victories in the wars of Adwa and Fascist Italy, generations of people felt victorious, courageous, victorious, and submissive. “Unity is Power!” It was the motto of the modern leader. If necessary, you can check out our written history and the archetypes of contemporary art to check out the brilliant look and beauty of our country.

The military victories over the invasions of Adwa, Fascist Italy, or Ziad Barre in Somalia in the past, rather than the natural and cultural aspects of our country, are not the developmental or social values ​​that we refer to to to here and there as national achievements.

In short, the modern and modern form of Ethiopia, past and present, is often referred to as the “buffalo!” And we are still introducing the “buffalo!” To the world community. It is not a fight to be applauded. The atrocities, oppression, atrocities, etc. on this earth. They are embarrassing not only in numbers but also in type and style; They also overshadow the few that we consider being good.

Our history is highlighted by these bugs. These are the diseases that cause my country to wear masks. Nature has continued to harass us as we continue to quarrel and fight with each other in the face of existing and hot historical debates. It is difficult to call a better witness than our own, as we have not yet been able to raise our hands to help in the face of repeated droughts and famines.

The Ethiopian look is “our drawing hands”;

What does Ethiopia look like today? Whose hands are painting? The answer is short and clear. The image of our country today is our portrait, represented by our actions. The pale and dark colors we use to paint the country are blending in with our pride of identity, our destructive brutality, our acts of killing and displacement, and our stubbornness. Our hand grips the brush, and our hands are brave.

According to this author, I am not sure if there has ever been a time when Ethiopia has been so pale, its face black, and its internal and external personalities stained by the hands of oppressors. My reading did not help me. It seems that the hands of the “artist’s children” were so strong that she could hardly let go.

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