Themes for Upcoming Seleda Issues
May 2001: Tebel & Neurosis
June 2001: Food & Drink
Heroes & mavericks are alive and well in Debre Sina
Once upon a time, an enormous meteor fell from the sky and landed, smack, in
the middle of a village. When the villagers returned from early morning mass,
they were horrified to find this balegé ingeda occupying
the space that had always been, since time immemorial, reserved for their cherished
weekly market. Farmers did not know what to do with their grain; weavers did
not know what to do with their gabis and netelas;
merchants did not know what to do with their bars of salt; blacksmiths did not
know what to do with their sickles; potters did not know what to do with their
urns and jars; beekeepers did not know what to do with their raw honey; young
folks did not know where to meTebabes.
The next day, octogenarian warriors removed their dusty swords and shields
from their walls, saddled their horses and charged the meteor with aplomb. Several
hours later, their children and grandchildren buried the old folks with great
fanfare and shot their crippled horses, but the meteor did not budge.
Two weeks later, civic leaders ordered the entire community to braid tough
strips of hide into a gigantic rope. Then, they looped the rope around the meteor
and hitched it to all 99 of the village beasts. Numerous oxen and mules bled
from the whiplashing they received, but the meteor did not budge.
A month later, religious leaders asked parishioners to attend mass daily and
to abstain from food for an entire week. The entire village complied, but the
meteor did not budge.
Soon, the villagers gave up on the idea of the marketplace. But their doro
wat's and shiros did not taste the same without any salt;
their clothes turned into rags; the dull blades on their sickles bent but did
not cut the grain stalks; the local tavern shut its doors, unable to brew tej
or tella in their broken urns.
Many began to abandon the village.
One evening, a group of bored teenagers decided to scale the meteor. They were
surprised and excited to find a large crater in the summit. A boy and a girl,
known throughout the county for their voices, suddenly broke into song and dance. Soon
the rest of the group joined them as they all sang at the top of their lungs and danced until they fell.
Hundreds of robins that had already begun to nest in crevices along the crater
awoke the teenagers the next morning. As the young people climbed off the meteor,
resigned to their parents' imminent wrath, they were surprised to find the entire
village assembled below. A young stranger in a suit, already being eyed by the
sefer koredoch had encircled the meteor with some cable. He ordered
villagers to move back about a thousand meters and pressed on a lever. Within
seconds, the meteor exploded and crumbled into fragments. The stranger stayed
and married the sauciest chick in the village. They all lived happily ever after.
April 2001 is the Heroes & Mavericks Issue.If you are or know of
people that charge, drag, pray, fast, sing, dance or dynamite to battle despair or
improve our lot, we need your stories.