How often do you get to say, “my wife had to head to the Somali region for a one-day work meeting”? In my case, just once. Yesterday. And I’m happy to say that Sarah made it home safe and sound from Jigjiga, the capital of the Somali regional state of Ethiopia, near the border with Somalia. I suspect she’ll have more to offer about that trip’s insights and her down-to-the-wire wild ride to the airport before heading back to Addis. Please check back for that - I’m as anxious as you are for more of her impressions of that volatile region.
I’ve been digging quite a bit deeper into a few of my larger pursuits since last week’s update. I will give y’all a taste of my Ethio-Jazz explorations soon, in addition to my first peek into Ethiopia’s complicated garment manufacturing landscape. Rather than deal in half measures, I’ll just offer those teasers for now. No matter where things get published in the larger form, I promise you’ll see it here first.
Our weekly Round Up…slightly delayed from the habit forming over the past few Mondays…must start with how Maya finished up her track season. You can see a few pics below, including a few action shots borrowed from the official Facebook photo feed of her final meet. It was a special treat to watch Maya compete through the mic drop of a satisfying season. The demands of her school schedule haven’t allowed for any posting here. I’m still pushing, and it’ll happen. Obviously, Gen Z cares less about the priority of blogging than us long-winded Gen Xers.
So rather than lose what happened in her first sports season of the year, we sat down in between homework assignments and Instagram meme-viewing to do Our First Sporty Season Recap Q and A. (lightly-edited for clarity/laughs):
Question: What was your favorite event (in Track and Field)? Least favorite? Answer: My favorite changed. It was definitely the javelin at the beginning of the season. Throwing the javelin just feels satisfying. But after ISSEA (the Uganda meet), it became the triple jump. And I got my triple jump PR (personal record) at ISSAA (the final meet last Thursday through Saturday). Least favorite is easy. Shot put. I don’t have the body or the strength for it. It just never made me happy.
Q: What was your goal for Track and did you reach it? A: I wanted to compete at ISSEA (the equivalent of making Varsity in the U.S.). Getting to travel and compete there was a cool experience. Especially as a 9th grader. That meet and really connecting with a whole new group of people. So, yes, I made my goals.
Q: What sucked? What ruled? A: The beginning (of the season) right after tryouts sucked. I didn’t really get to even compete for the sprinting events I did back home. And I didn’t really have any friends on the team. But ISSEA ruled. There was such great energy there. It was an amazing feeling, everyone is so supportive, and you get to know people from all over.
Q: Let’s compare your experience with some Wisconsin (my home American state) sports legends. Who do you think you’re more like - Brett Favre (American football Green Bay Packers retired quarterback) or Giannis Antetokounmpo (the beautifully-nicknamed “Greek Freak” and the Milwaukee Bucks’s all-purpose phenom and NBA 2019 MVP)? A: Um…why?
Q: OK, same question - Aaron Rodgers (Green Bay Packers current quarterback) or Christian Yellich (Milwaukee Brewers current right fielder and 2018 Major League Baseball MVP)? A: Which one is Yellich again? Whatever. Probably Aaron Rodgers.
Q: Better. Same question - The Incredible Hulk or Spiderman? A: Spiderman.
Q: Will you throw the javelin back in America? A: If it’s legal, maybe.
Q: What do people not understand about throwing events? A: They’re probably seen as easy events, or not as athletic. But you are building muscles that you might not expect are needed otherwise. Coach Elias would have us hold our javelin pose for like a minute in a really painful position that you wouldn’t think was involved. Except that it was. (Throwing events) take skill and technique and you have to focus on so many things. It’s not just a matter of chucking it.
Q: If the triple jump pit could be filled with anything, what would you choose? A: Maybe those colorful balls from indoor playgrounds. Or foam like in that gymnastics place back in Seattle. Q: Not pudding or something delicious? A: No. That’s gross. Next question.
Q: Did you have a fight song? Or if not, what would you choose for your fight song? A: Not really. Although “Be Honest” by Jorja Smith and Burna Boy was pretty much the song of the season. I’ll always think of track when I hear that song.
Q: How do you know you’ve thrown/jumped really well? A: You just know. It’s a feeling. You say to yourself, “that one just really clicked.”
Q: Will any of these events help you in real life? A: What, like if I have to hit someone with a spear? Q: Or what if you’re trying to escape from someone - can’t you see doing a triple jump, just to throw them off? A: I probably wouldn’t just hop away from someone. Are we done yet, Dad? Q: Do you want to be done? A: … Q: Mmmkay. I think we’re done.
I should note that there’s no rest for the motivated and sporty. Rugby tryouts for Maya are tomorrow at ICS. So the next Season’s practices will start super soon. Which just amplifies the realization that we’re on the cusp of more transitions. Hard to believe we’re almost halfway through her first semester of the school year.
The look of the last day of a satisfying Season.
A clean release.
Maya and Sarah - an 8th grader with amazing promise.
Maya's javelin paw.
My "now that's a spicy meatball" teaching pose.
The wonderful women behind Here We Are Ethiopia.
The artwork I was almost hustled into buying.
Weaving fun for the kids at St. George's Gallery..
Trail shot, with Mezgebu and Melissa leading the charge.
Monkeys near the trailhead of our Sunday run.
The simple beauty of a freshly-laundered basket, thanks to our vastly improved living arrangement.
If there’s one consistency about my positive take on life in Addis, it’s been a single maxim: “say yes.” If there’s a tour to take, a meeting to attend, or an alley to veer down, I’m doing it. Far more often than not, it’s had positive results. One very solid example of that was the request that I got to teach a class to motivate the writing of Addis-based ex-pat professionals (through Here We Are Ethiopia). To make it professional-minded, I chose to focus on helping people with their personal narratives and professional profiles. I ran out of time before I could really dig into storytelling, but we may circle back around for that. It was a treat to lead, and hopefully not a disappointment to take. After the class, I was lucky enough to meet an attendee who might assist my journey of discovery into Ethio-Jazz. If I’d not long ago undertaken a side gig leading tours of grunge-era history back home in Seattle, he’d not have approached me to ask about how someone with the expertise might do so in Addis. Obviously, if I’d not said yes to teaching that class, I’d not have made a connection to help with the other pursuit. I plan to keep on saying “yes” in my future here.
In contrast and for those who’ve gained the impression that all’s easy peasy in Addis, let’s just say that issues still arise with alarming regularity to sap our energy and crush our groove. Computer issues have sidelined and frustrated the family. Repeatedly. Rather than fixate on the bad news, let’s just say that technology issues are some of the most frustrating things about modern life in Addis. But for now, the internet is up and running.
For those looking toward the holidays with charitable thoughts: I’ll briefly mention a new project to help the inspiring woman (Karen Kendall) behind Shamida Orphanage tell the story of their work. There will be more to point y’all toward from that effort in the months ahead. I’m currently trying to learn what I can about that organization and the overwhelming challenges they face month after month.
Sarah and I are running a big race this weekend (the International 10K of the Great Ethiopian Run series). Our first three months of high-altitude training in Ethiopia will be put to the test. Too bad we’re not heading to someplace low and flat to gain some form of advantage. Plus we’ll be running in the Addis air versus the cleaner, thinner stuff we’re usually gulping down in the green mountains around the city.
I’ve also included in the pics above a few shots from a charming art opening at the St. George Gallery’s Golla Park location - their original Gallery is near the Sheraton and they have a satellite in Alexandria, Virginia (USA). The artist, Rukmini Read Nyce, will also be involved in a photo book project I’m now helping develop with a motivated gaggle of ex-pats. One of Rukmini’s daughter’s tried to pleasantly coax me into an art purchase of the piece we agreed was our favorite. She acted like a competing bidder before I sussed out her relation to the artist. Hustlers gotta hustle. Even when they’re only in 7th grade, apparently. My RIDE home after that show featured a conversation with a charming driver who asked as many questions as I did. He wanted to know what “Las Vegas” is like. I told him “people go there to be crazy and then never talk of it again.” The universal value of that ad campaign struck me once again, from the backseat of a Toyota Yaris halfway across the world.
That’ll do for now. Our daily explorations and my increasing confidence about seeking photo-worthy spots are even leading me down the cobblestone paths just behind our apartment building. We’re still discovering at every turn, three months into this journey. So long as I don’t trash this newest computer, I’ll continue showing you some of what I’m finding here. Thanks for checking in. Ciao.