The Meaning of Liberty breaks down in this short clip as in no other better way can possibly be explained.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Teddy Afro got out of jail today

Teddy Afro : August 13, 2009
The famous and most beloved Ethiopian singer, Teddy Afro, released from jail today after serving the last sixteen months. Thus far,this is the greatest news for all of his numerous fans who are living at home and abroad as well.
check out the bottom video clip of his short interview
Friday, June 12, 2009
2009 Laureate Gebisa Ejeta

The 2009 World Food Prize will be awarded to Dr. Gebisa Ejeta of Ethiopia, whose sorghum hybrids resistant to drought and the devastating Striga weed have dramatically increased the production and availability of one of the world’s five principal grains and enhanced the food supply of hundreds of millions of people in sub-Saharan Africa. Read More__Laureates
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Gebremariam's final burst secures men's senior prize for Ethiopia - Amman 2009
Gebre-egziabher Gebremariam out-sprints Moses Kipsiro, Leonard Komon and Zersenay Tadese to take the senior..... Amman, Jordan
- After one of the most thrilling finishes in the history of the IAAF World Cross Country Championships, Ethiopia’s Gebre Gebremariam took the Senior Men’s 12km title at Bisharat Golf Club here today. It marked a stunning comeback for the 24-year-old father-of-two whose string of World Cross individual medals from 2002 to 2004 had been followed by four fallow years.Read more
...........ethiotube video.........
- After one of the most thrilling finishes in the history of the IAAF World Cross Country Championships, Ethiopia’s Gebre Gebremariam took the Senior Men’s 12km title at Bisharat Golf Club here today. It marked a stunning comeback for the 24-year-old father-of-two whose string of World Cross individual medals from 2002 to 2004 had been followed by four fallow years.Read more
...........ethiotube video.........
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Ethiopian Kenenissa 10,000 meters race

BEIJING, Aug. 17 (Xinhua) -- Defending champion Ethiopia's Kenenisa Bekele retained his Olympic title in the African-dominated men's 10,000 meters race at the Beijing Olympic Games on Sunday.
Bekele, the reigning world record holder, clocked 27 minutes and 1.17 seconds to refresh the Olympic record created by himself at the Athens Games four years ago.
The 26-year-old distance runner has become the sixth who has won back-to-back Olympic titles in the men's longest track race with a best result of 26:25.97 this season.
read more
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Tirunesh Dibaba wins 10,000m gold

'Ethiopia’s 10,000 metres world champion Tirunesh Dibaba added to her collection the only medal that was missing – the Olympic 10,000 metres title – by winning Africa’s first gold of the Beijing Olympics in an African and Olympic record time at the Beijing National Olympic Stadium.' read more
Friday, August 15, 2008
Africa's unique cultures, ancient faith coexist in Ethiopia
By ERIK HEINRICH / Special Contributor to The Dallas Morning News
".....Thanks to its location in Ethiopia's southern lowlands near the borders of Sudan and Kenya, the Lower Omo Valley, named after the majestic Omo River running through it, has perhaps Africa's highest concentration of strangely beautiful microcultures, including Bume, Karo and Konso and Hamar..... "Read more
".....Thanks to its location in Ethiopia's southern lowlands near the borders of Sudan and Kenya, the Lower Omo Valley, named after the majestic Omo River running through it, has perhaps Africa's highest concentration of strangely beautiful microcultures, including Bume, Karo and Konso and Hamar..... "Read more
Monday, July 28, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Ode to Ethiopia.
(By Paul Laurence Dunbar)
O MOTHER Race! to thee I bring
This pledge of faith unwavering,
This tribute to thy glory.
I know the pangs which thou didst feel,
When Slavery crushed thee with its heel,
With thy dear blood all gory.
Sad days were those--ah, sad indeed!
But through the land the fruitful seed
Of better times was growing.
The plant of freedom upward sprung,
And spread its leaves so fresh and young--
Its blossoms now are blowing.
On every hand in this fair land,
Proud Ethiope's swarthy children stand
Beside their fairer neighbor;
The forests flee before their stroke,
Their hammers ring, their forges smoke,--
They stir in honest labour.
They tread the fields where honour calls;
Their voices sound through senate halls
In majesty and power.
To right they cling; the hymns they sing
Up to the skies in beauty ring,
And bolder grow each hour.
Be proud, my Race, in mind and soul;
Thy name is writ on Glory's scroll
In characters of fire.
High 'mid the clouds of Fame's bright sky
Thy banner's blazoned folds now fly,
And truth shall lift them higher.
Thou hast the right to noble pride,
Whose spotless robes were purified
By blood's severe baptism.
Upon thy brow the cross was laid,
And labour's painful sweat-beads made
A consecrating chrism.
No other race, or white or black,
When bound as thou wert, to the rack,
So seldom stooped to grieving;
No other race, when free again,
Forgot the past and proved them men
So noble in forgiving.
Go on and up! Our souls and eyes
Shall follow thy continuous rise;
Our ears shall list thy story
From bards who from thy root shall spring,
And proudly tune their lyres to sing
Of Ethiopia's glory.
O MOTHER Race! to thee I bring
This pledge of faith unwavering,
This tribute to thy glory.
I know the pangs which thou didst feel,
When Slavery crushed thee with its heel,
With thy dear blood all gory.
Sad days were those--ah, sad indeed!
But through the land the fruitful seed
Of better times was growing.
The plant of freedom upward sprung,
And spread its leaves so fresh and young--
Its blossoms now are blowing.
On every hand in this fair land,
Proud Ethiope's swarthy children stand
Beside their fairer neighbor;
The forests flee before their stroke,
Their hammers ring, their forges smoke,--
They stir in honest labour.
They tread the fields where honour calls;
Their voices sound through senate halls
In majesty and power.
To right they cling; the hymns they sing
Up to the skies in beauty ring,
And bolder grow each hour.
Be proud, my Race, in mind and soul;
Thy name is writ on Glory's scroll
In characters of fire.
High 'mid the clouds of Fame's bright sky
Thy banner's blazoned folds now fly,
And truth shall lift them higher.
Thou hast the right to noble pride,
Whose spotless robes were purified
By blood's severe baptism.
Upon thy brow the cross was laid,
And labour's painful sweat-beads made
A consecrating chrism.
No other race, or white or black,
When bound as thou wert, to the rack,
So seldom stooped to grieving;
No other race, when free again,
Forgot the past and proved them men
So noble in forgiving.
Go on and up! Our souls and eyes
Shall follow thy continuous rise;
Our ears shall list thy story
From bards who from thy root shall spring,
And proudly tune their lyres to sing
Of Ethiopia's glory.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Silent
(by B.Bellete)
Like twin clouds- her full moon eyes float
Examine cautiously for a perfect landing spot
Up and down her lips fled, Ah! What a plight!
Surreptitiously, teeth shine as in the sunny day light
Her breasts pointed to his sly heart as missile
Ready to dry the pool, if he crosses the isle
What a great lull
Love always rule.
His eyes engaged in search of passionless realm
Fixed at her bosom to run through the blood stream
To destroy the barriers block 'em up as a bar
He walked to finish off the silent war
Love submit to the lover
Whatever may the degree of honor.
Face to face, ear to mouth, and eye to eye
He’s got surrendered no way he ever to deny
Whispered softly, “do you have a minute?’
Breathed through her ears as aroma of Eden’s mint
Mysterious divinely art
Run vividly in lover’s heart.
The question made its way as lightening flush
The intense of its current formed a thunderbolt blush
Seeing red flood gushing over her majestic face
Vanished his equal less courage and became helpless.
Love submit to the lover
Whatever may the degree of honor.
Like twin clouds- her full moon eyes float
Examine cautiously for a perfect landing spot
Up and down her lips fled, Ah! What a plight!
Surreptitiously, teeth shine as in the sunny day light
Her breasts pointed to his sly heart as missile
Ready to dry the pool, if he crosses the isle
What a great lull
Love always rule.
His eyes engaged in search of passionless realm
Fixed at her bosom to run through the blood stream
To destroy the barriers block 'em up as a bar
He walked to finish off the silent war
Love submit to the lover
Whatever may the degree of honor.
Face to face, ear to mouth, and eye to eye
He’s got surrendered no way he ever to deny
Whispered softly, “do you have a minute?’
Breathed through her ears as aroma of Eden’s mint
Mysterious divinely art
Run vividly in lover’s heart.
The question made its way as lightening flush
The intense of its current formed a thunderbolt blush
Seeing red flood gushing over her majestic face
Vanished his equal less courage and became helpless.
Love submit to the lover
Whatever may the degree of honor.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008
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