Humanitarian feeling must come atop all issues
For their benefit, some leaders focus on material issues rather than treating citizens fairly.
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Lovely Befriending, endearing Hundred girls smart Doesn’t afford half The Delight
Sunday takes the salient segment of my weekly prayer calendar. When the story I’m going to relate to you took place I was heading to Saint Uriel church just downhill Kazan chis. A tall ...
(This article is adapted from the biography about Brigadier-General Legesse written by Major Eyob Abate in Amharic in connection with the hero’s 5th death anniversary /Edited by journal...
Although fate, Distance and time Cruelly put asunder You an indifferent girl And I self-conscious
I want to relive That moment why? An eighth grader I watched her A full brown
When I was about to dismiss class, “Teacher, may I ask you a personal question?” a bit afraid one of my best students who sat in the front row posed a question. It was two decades back ...
After a hectic day in the Newsroom at Arat Kilo as usual I had to head to a nearby dilapidated old villa hotel by the riverside for quick ones. As a tension management, I use taking liq...
I remember the day to the minute detail as if it were yesterday. It took place on the eve of Timket (Ethiopian Epiphany) in the setting from Kazan chis Meneharia to Sidist Kilo. Early i...
Maxim Gorky referred to as a figurehead of socialist realism is noted for painting members of the fair sex with brighter hues. Right, it is hardly possible to get his works in which the...
After a busy day in my office, while I was having tea sitting on the veranda of a cafeteria found in the heart of Kazan chis, I witnessed a girl, with a comely face, bending forward fro...
“While kids, whenever we got money my siblings and I rushed to a nearby pastry to buy delicacies, among which Donut cake was our favorite. Often, we did not wait till we got back home. ...
Out of the blue, a cold sweat began coursing down Samson’s spinal cord when he caught the sight of a lady and a young girl presumably a mother and a daughter. They began approaching him...
A warm morning sun Flickering a ray of light Making my fogy Bachelor’s heart bright, A curtain raiser
Love isn’t By fair means Or foul Meeting one’s end, But it is
On top of my labor In the farmyard I often proffer to you Milk, cheese, manure, and hide To render grand