![]() ![]() My first memoir, A Road Called Down on Both Sides: Growing up in Ethiopia and America, weaves my story-of living in almost in the same house, during four of Ethiopia’s revolutions-with the story of Ethiopia, as they are woven in my heart. When I returned to the US, I spoke as a native, but I shared almost no cultural experiences with my peers-another kind of stranger.Īs I began writing about my two worlds, early readers virtually clapped their hands over their ears at passages of history-“You sound like my fifth-grade social studies teacher!” Later in the process, when they thanked me for opening Ethiopia and South Sudan to them, I felt my worlds integrate. Ethiopians there accepted me, bemused and curious about my strange hair that had been bleached by the tropical highland sun. The first home I remember well sat on the edge of a remote escarpment in mountainous Ethiopia. ![]()
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