I moved to Ethiopia when I was 5. My parents were diplomats, so I moved around (mostly Africa) for most of my life. Ethiopia was a really intense place for a little 5 year old. We had a couple weeks until our house was ready, so we stayed at “The Mothy Apartments” in downtown Addis Ababa. It was horrifying. All of the windows were broken, so at night when we’d walk up there would be all of these massive moths in the stairwell. To this day I am scared of those creatures.
I started school and my best friend was my bus driver named Fanta. Yes! That was his name, I was endlessly amused by it. I was really shy, so Fanta would drive me to school, then walk me to class and hang out until the bell rang. He died that year from something not so serious, possibly the flu, that he didn’t want to medicate because it was against his belief. These things happen quite a bit in Africa, and it was hard for me to understand until I got older.
This week I begin my hustle to 48k. Woot! It’s a little tricky because I hate talking about money (right?!?) but it’s so important to me to build these kids a school. Have you seen what their current classroom looks like? Last pic down. It is so unfit that it makes me cry >
And I will do it. xx.wasabipear
***Today’s Outfit: LBD skirt worn as a cap over the shell. Ethiopian pants, my Dad’s from the 1980’s. Vintage leopard belt. Ethiopian cross.