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You're pathetic.

My son! My children!

My son!

They're taking my son!

Make them give me back my son!

Make them give me back my son!

When Worku came out of hiding

to farm for his mother

and government soldiers

snatched him, I couldn't help him.

There was nothing I could do. How

could I have helped him? By what means?

My own life was completely upside down.

Parents hide their children

in the mountains and valleys.

They only send the little ones to me.

But once they're grown,

they too will be taken away.

Why educate them?

What good will it do them?

- What good will it do?

So what if they don't get anywhere?

When I see these kids,

their eyes hungry for education,

satisfying their hunger

is the greatest joy for me.

Whatever becomes of them later,

with the way things are,

it's beyond my jurisdiction to decide.

This afternoon,

Comrade Mengistu Haile Mariam,

Secretary-General

of the Ethiopian Workers' Party,

President of the People's

Democratic Republic of Ethiopia,

and Chief of Staff

of the Revolutionary Armed Forces,

received a message

from Mikhail Gorbachev,

Secretary-General of the CPSU

and President of the USSR.

It was delivered by Viktor Chebrikov

to the Chairman's private office.

I'm alright.

Really, I'm fine.

You shouldn't

bruise yourself at your age.

It's no big deal.

It was wrong to do this, Mom!

It'll take a while to heal.

Give this to the boys.

It'll make them happy.

Year after year give us your blessings.

Let there be blessings

in the house of Anberber.

Bless Anberber's home

for another prosperous year.

Dinner is ready.

Come and eat with your brother.

Should he eat alone?

- I've already eaten.

Should he eat alone? Eat with him.

Isn't it strange?

I'm the first-born, and yet she gave you

the money to give to the boys.

Goodnight!

What's wrong with you?

Come, keep him company!

There was a time when my world

began and ended

at the edge of Lake Tana,

where the water meets the sky.

In my journey beyond, where did I go?

What happened to me there?

Where did I lose my leg?

Anberber, you're a coward!

Coward! Coward! You chicken!

You chicken!

I wish I could meet God

and pour my heart out to Him.

I wish I could meet God

and pour my heart out to Him.

I wish I could meet God

and spill my heart out to Him.

He thinks everything's fine with me,

just because I thank Him in my prayers.

Oh, fly, my bird, fly!

Go tell them to look for me.

Tell them to look for Azanu.

Fly away my bird! Fly away!

Azanu works day and night.

Every morning she milks the cow

and goes to Lake Tana to fish.

What would my mother do without her?

What's her story?

Where did she come from?

Good evening, Tata Tadfe!

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