What is English to me?
English is a language spoken in England. The latter being the island lived in by the British, has infected the world with English and the vices. Modern education has already taken the fair share of the blame for bringing English up here. Here, where it got into a fight neck-to-neck with the well developed Amharic. The fight goes on till date with Amharic resisting but Oromepha giving in. Thus the question what is English to me?
I am Ethiopian not English. I am not that man who the English flatter for reporting an assignment in a pidgin. I am not he who put stones over stones all over the town intending development. Why you people want me back in the institute, when I’m more of a social critique, wonders me. Even if you were really interested, you would make hey while the sun shines. Watch out! You are getting in my way!
Ethiopia gave us distinct culture embroidered with an exotic language. The language has a number and alphabet of its own. It’s rich in its various uses and dialects. Born from Geez with its brother [Tigrigna] it still fights against the English invasion. The English know nothing about parenthood. It has no known father and hence no respect, unlike the French, to elders. So what has it got to do with my culture? Which of my culture expresses in English? It remained alien to the community.
But think of the time spent digging up deep into the exotic English. Look at the resources spent on studying the abstractions of the English which left all the visible, simple-to-handle, problems complicated. This being one major reason modern education failed to pursue local-problem-solving strategy; Ethiopia should do away with decade long naivety. How long do we have to send our dynamic children away, after we have trained them with all our might, into the vicious English world? How on earth do we send our children to slavery into exile? How long?
Ever since history the English stood against Ethiopian interests; leave aside the scanty British aid. Ethiopia has never been mentioned as a good ally but a ladder to the British expansionist greed. For imposing an undeniable resistance to the English cultural invasion, if not political, Ethiopia vexed the British. Hence, they discredit Ethiopia in any possible way; inclusive of their world giant media. Even a documentary on the death of Mohammed Ali [an Indian photo journalist] was dragged down by a British to the old complex and dream of cultural, political or linguistic superiority. However, it remains a dream.
So, you guys out there; who want me back in the English please answer me! Is it the English or the society [Sociology, politics, philosophy] that is more important? What would I research on afterwards, if not on the complex social problems in Ethiopia? Will I research on English? Ethiopian education must turn its face inwards to save the citizen from the persistent exploitation. Ethiopia’s education policy must be redesigned to address local problems. Western education only solves Western problems and thus indulges the British. Any ways I want to be happy! I want to live for myself, not for you or the English. I lead a purposeful life.