I am very lucky to have left my country.
My whole life I’ve looked over my shoulders whenever I had something unfavorable to say about the government.
Living in Eritrea, I was also persecuted because of my faith. I attended prayer meetings, bible discussions and wedding sacraments in hiding.
Over the years, I witnessed as my childhood friends, my classmates and neighbors were picked up one by one and thrown into prison camps. Most of my friends, almost everyone I grew up with, are either refugees or prisoners in Eritrean labor camps. I don’t live in my country anymore.
“I am an enemy to any kind of slavery”
“I am an enemy to any kind of slavery, in all its shapes and colors” Woldeab Woldemariam, an Eritrean, wrote in a 1951 Eritrean newspaper. The 50′s was a time when my country, like much of Africa, was under an oppressive colonial rule, and yet we had independent newspapers and dissident voices. How far back Eritrea has gone under non-colonial oppressors!
“If only the best birds sang, the forest would be a quiet place”
In my blog, I try to put my thoughts into words as I struggle with ideas and try to make sense of the situation back home–much like Winston Smith of Ingsoc times. My aim is to understand, to explain and to inspire.
I invite you to explore my blogs and leave me a comment.
“All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do nothing.” ~Edmund Burke
“In times of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.” ~George Orwell
“You are not only responsible for what you say, but also for what you do not say.” ~Martin Luther King Jr