Four years ago today, our little Leyla arrived in Seattle to
join her two brothers and complete our family.
Many years prior on this same day, I was born. These two events are forever linked for me
and as the years go by it becomes more apparent how appropriate that is.
I find the passing of a year a time to reflect back – both on
the preceding 365 days as well as on the years lived so far. Now I also reflect back on the years since a
little baby girl born in Ethiopia came home to us. This year I find myself with two overarching
thoughts. First, for me the world is getting
smaller and more interconnected each year.
Second, the need I feel to contribute to equalizing opportunity,
especially as it relates to children and Ethiopia, gets bigger and more
powerful with time.
This year, we accepted an international assignment and now reside
in Luxembourg. Our volunteer efforts for
Ethiopia Reads needed to be adjusted to address this geographic change. Amazingly, with another leap of faith, we were
able to make this possible. And in doing
so gained more Ethiopia Ties and the world shrunk a bit. My colleagues and friends here across Europe
supported our efforts where I had not thought to ask before. I reached out to an Ethiopian supporter living
in Dubai who introduced me to another living in Indonesia, the country where
my father was born and spent much of his childhood. As I exchanged information with
her and discussed visiting my dad’s birthplace, distances and differences seemed to fall
away. We titled our event Open Hearts Big Dream
Last Year because we believe children's dreams should not depend on where they were born. This year the theme is Open Hearts Around the World because so many amazing
people hailing from a diverse set of cultures and countries have been part of
making it happen.
This summer, watching the Olympics from Greece, where my husband was born, was a special experience. My daughter is becoming old enough to enjoy and
understand the event. We were all
cheering for the American, Greek, Dutch and now Ethiopian athletes. Our family cultures are well represented in
the games. Leyla loves to run and has since she learned to walk. Now she
tells us one day she will be an Ethiopian runner. We hope she does whatever her little heart
desires. Interestingly, she could likely
compete as an Ethiopian, an American or a Greek should that be her path. I feel the world shrinking beneath me and inter-connections drawing me closer to those far with their warm and welcoming embrace.
Seeing the dreams of those Olympians realized and watching
my amazing daughter grow, feeds my desire to be a part of equalizing opportunities
for children in her birth country. I saw
two things recently that made the disparity of opportunity as well as the
potential in those youth hit home in a way I could not turn away from easily. The first was
a YouTube video of a fifteen year old girl born in the same town as my daughter. It was titled “Too Young to Wed.” She spoke
wistfully of her hopes to become a doctor, absent-mindedly turning the pages of
meticulously taken notes from the years she was able to go to school. At fifteen, she was a married woman with a
child to care for now. She wed at
eleven and those dreams evaporated. So
much in her story hit me. I too had dreamt about becoming a doctor as a
girl. I had my chance although I was not
able to achieve it. My eldest is fifteen
and thinking about his future. I can’t
imagine him raising a child instead. My
middle child is eleven and marriage at that age is unthinkable to me.
Then I saw the article of tablet computers
dropped in parts of rural Ethiopia. Within
hours, illiterate children had figured out basic functions and within days were using the
computers to teach themselves. There
were no instructors and they had never been exposed to electronics before. The promise in the power of children’s minds
they demonstrated, was compelling.
All they needed was for someone to provide them an opportunity to unlock
it. I see that powerful potential every day in my petite, firecracker of a daughter
who excitedly started formal school this year.
She comes home most days and tries to teach me the French she is learning. She wakes up asking with enthusiastic anticipation, “Do I have school today?” She has friends from Israel, Denmark, France,
India, Japan and many countries and cultures diverse from ours. She, in the opportunities she grabs each
day with both hands, is learning the world is a small place and completely interconnected.
She is also beginning to be more aware
and curious about our efforts. And one day, she may fully understand she was
a catalyst and inspiration for many efforts and connections that brought opportunities to children on the opposite side of the globe. Below I share some of the my favorite memories over the last four years.Arrived in Seattle on my birthday |
First days in Ethiopia |
My chubby toddler already had a sense of style |
Enjoying her first trip back to Ethiopia |
Sunset on a Greek Beach |
Since it is my birthday, I am going to ask you to indulge me and consider if can help. Anything makes a
difference.
To give you a sense, $2
equals average pay for 2 days in Ethiopia.
Thank you for considering.
Happy Birthday to me! Happy Homecoming to Leyla who every time she calls me "Mama" makes my heart sing with joy!
Celebrating our anniversary in Murano, Italy |
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It sounds like you are doing a phenomenal job raising your beautiful daughter and I wish you all the best. I am currently researching trans-racial adoption (the pros and cons) and your blog post has reminded me of a phenomenal memoir by author Catana Tully entitled, “Split at the Root” derived from the author’s own personal experience of being adopted into a family of a different race and culture. This book not only highlights important issues for those who have or plan to adopt a child of a different race and/or culture but it also offers a compelling story about a young woman who spends most of her life searching for answers about her past, her identity, and where she belongs. I recommend it to anyone who is looking to adopt or perhaps to those of you who are already on this journey :) It’s insightful and well written. Thanks for sharing all these wonderful, personal thoughts with your readers and I do hope you look into this book!
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