Hi, it’s Rusty today. I’m number 5 and eleven years old (for those of you that know me, that should be a sufficient hint of my real name ;-). I want to be able to keep Ethiopia as a very important part of my to-be brothers (possibly sisters), so since I’ve always wanted to speak a second language with someone, I decided to learn Amharic (the official Ethiopian language) and teach it to them as they grow up. Depending on their ages (probably infant and toddler), one of them might have some knowledge of Amharic.
I’m not sure why, but even though we don’t have siblings from Ethiopia yet, and I wasn’t born there, it feels as though Ethiopia has always been a part of me. As I search for a language course, I keep on thinking that Ethiopia is so much more than “part of Africa”, it is a place full of living, breathing people. A place in desperate need of our help. Ethiopia is a lot more to me than just a name; I feel a strong love towards this country.
I am excited about being part of this place. I can’t wait to share Ethiopian, and American culture with my brothers.