Those of us who were born in the forties and fifties had been entrusted to
fulfill the unfinished business of our unschooled and down trodden
parents. They were semi-illiterate during six decades of Italian rule whose
educational policy centered on unequalled grade system available for the natives
and children of colonial masters as well. For example, my late father
taught himself by hiring a tutor, and in return taught me upon realizing the
church school that I went to as mere day care for impoverished Eritrean
children. It happened one day, my father said to me passionately, " You see, the
Kentiba's son, Dr.Syum married to Janhoy's grand daughter by the name
Tsgemariam (Mary Abebe). Do you know why? The Emperor gave her hand, because
Kentiba's son is highly educated. I would like you to excel in your
schooling, and who knows, one of those princess will be your life partner." To
this optimistic father of mine, education per se was the gate way or elerado
to higher echelon of social hierarchy without realizing the role of noble
blood in the old establishment. However, with the growth of national
consciousness, we had come to know the liberation of our country as a means to
an end.
Mebrahatom's achievement can not be seen apart from this enduring legacy
that our parents instilled in us from early on. It persists, and it is at
work under many conditions. For example, Mebrahtom as an Eritrean-American
said as if he was in a bid attempt to recognize the victims by way of
winning the Marathon game.
To his surprise, he did it in a spectacular manner!
Viva Mebrahtu (Luciano). Sempre avanti!!! Sagm (ሳግም)
I had a conversation with Mebrahtom' s father quite a few months ago. From
a brief talk, I learned that he is robust, forceful and supportive in his
demeanor. Mebrahtu's achievement reflects his parental message. On my part,
I first met him in Atlanta where the Eritrean soccer tournament was held
about ten years ago. He is very expressive and adamant to share his
experience as a great runner. Following is the poem by our late poet, Dr. Russom
Haile submitted to Dehai for his tribute: