By Ingrid Ermanovics - CODE Development Officer - Ethiopia, Guyana and Liberia
November 24, 2009 – The Airport at Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. The flight arrived late and I was more than hazy from lack of sleep but I knew I was back in Africa when I saw a long line of young men waiting to get through passport control and they were each within 4 inches of each other. I was 7 again waiting in line to get into class in Lobatse and then I was 25 again trying to get my Malawian students to spread out just a little please girls!!! I smiled and took a deep breath, reminding myself wisely that I had a long way to go before getting through the many hurdles ahead I would have to straddle before entering the country.
But - then I got chatting with an American who is in town to design, with Ethiopians, training in various skin diseases. Suddenly I was breezing through passport control like a hot knife through butter and my bags were right there waiting for me –both of them! I might have been home free but had yet to clear my bags before leaving the terminal – not by showing the tags that proved they were mine – but by running them through an x-ray scanner. For a while I thought I might be on candid camera as one bag would slide backwards while I tried to heave the next one on like some kind of Laurel and Hardy meets Sisyphus thing. Anyhow, I finally made it through relatively unscathed and realized for the thousandth time that my expectations of ‘Africa’ were way off base.
Why is it that the more experience I get, the less I seem to know? But what a timely reminder from mama Africa as I headed out into the crowd looking for Ato Tesfaye, CODE-Ethiopia’s Executive Director, who spotted me immediately and greeted me so warmly. Tesfaye graciously got me to the hotel and I settled into what I expected to be a sleep second only to that kind of deep sleep you used to have after university and before kids. I did I guess – but only for 3 hours. So, from 1-5 am I kept myself busy with every sleeping trick in the book and finally fell asleep again for 3 more hours.
I felt low when I woke up with the sun high but then I heard that Somali-Canadian hit blaring through my window by K’naan … “When I get older I will be stronger, they’ll call me freedom just like a waving flag …” and suddenly I felt better.
The afternoon was spent at the office where I was warmly re-acquainted with Ato Esayas, a CODE-Ethiopia program manager, and had the pleasure to meet a man that many rave about, Ato Ephraim, a devoted worker at CODE-Ethiopia who could have retired many decades ago but continues to contribute there. We agreed that the long afternoon had been a stimulating beginning to our work and our plans were set.
On the way home, Tesfaye took me through the street of gold and silver where I saw jewellery like I have never seen – some of it similar to lace, other pieces so grand they could perfectly adorn a bull. Other pieces reminded me of something that Cleopatra might have worn across her chest and still other pieces were wrought by what I can only imagine was powerful religious inspiration.
I’m excited about this chance to meet the staff at CODE-Ethiopia that continues to support all the work CODE does - from the process associated with publishing books and establishing and monitoring the 20 newest reading rooms — to teacher and librarian training and the promotional events they support.
I’m also excited about visiting the reading rooms and speaking with the librarians themselves, committee members from the community that manage the reading rooms, and the people who use them. I believe this trip will acquaint me with and connect me to the program here in a way that email and reports alone could never do.
I also hope that by the time I leave Ethiopia, I’ll have a clearer picture of how best to capture the impact of all of this work. I’ll also look at ways to continue refining and expanding CODE Ethiopia’s work as they move towards achieving the goals of their strategic plan during this second half of the five-year program.