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Each street of Addis Abeba comes equipped with shoe shiners who often come from the countryside. They are seen sitting at their stations everyday, but where do they go at night? What do they eat? How do they cover their costs when business is bad? This is a day in the life of a shoeshine boy.

Children Who Never Return

 

   

Kisho, a 10-year old boy who shines shoes in front of Prima Café near Axum Hotel, was sitting on his small wooden box in which he keeps his paraphernalia for shoe shining.

The little boy looked very cheerful and was teasing his friends in a language other than Amharic. He was chewing a small piece of sugarcane and enjoying its sweet juice. The sugarcane was to be Kisho’s lunch.

After a little persuasion he revealed his name, age, education, and where he came from. As shy as he looked, he was very cooperative and clear in his answers. The only vague answer was why he came to Addis Abeba and whether he would ever go back to his parents.

Kisho was not sure if he knew why he came to Addis Abeba. He simply followed his friends who had told him that there was a better life waiting. As far as going back home, he was determined not to set his foot there again.

All the cheerfulness in his face suddenly disappeared into thin air and was replaced by a gruesomeness and disappointment when he answered the question of whether he had found Addis Abeba to be as he expected. He then looked as if he was carried away with nostalgia.

Kisho served his parents for over five years as a shepherd and a farmhand for free. He was the fifth child in a family of nine children.

In Bensa Wereda where he came from, people eat enset, a product obtained from the roots of the false banana plant cooked in various forms along with cooked cabbage. They also eat meat and porridge made from corn flour and dairy products.

Life in the south was much better than life in Addis, Kisho told me.

“What is the use of all the new buildings or the new roads; I cannot eat them,” he said as he pointed to the new buildings across the road. “Look at all those cars that roll by carrying able bodied men and women. They must be spending a lot of money on those ‘iron containers’ and a lot more on benzene (fuel) to run them.”

       
 

Kisho seemed not to like anything that did not translate into fast food.

Some of Kisho’s friends have become vendors of lottery tickets or other small items, and others have become porters. But all of them converge in a back alley room where they spend the night. About a dozen of them squeeze themselves into the little room.

The night is spent discussing how and when to settle their accounts. A few of them go to evening classes and do their homework, while others, like Kisho, fall asleep despite the noise of the chattering and teasing squad of boys. The chattering stops when “the boss” comes late at night.

The boss is a bully who must have assumed power from his physical might, Kisho told me. Nobody dares to talk in his presence, for all intents and purposes. Although his name is Getachew, members of the house prefer to call him “Gaucho” in his absence.

Gaucho collects rent from each individual dweller and shares the money with the guardsman of the absentee landlords. Gaucho also helps to settle disagreements that arise among the children out of the settlement of accounts.

Some of the young kids borrow money to cover their food or something they need to buy. Lenders tend to levy interest if the principal is not paid back in time. A loan of one Birr, for instance, bears an interest of 25 cents a day.

Conflict arises in the process of calculating interest and principal. Sometimes the strife develops into a physical exchange of a few punches or head butts that produce bleeding noses or mouths.

Gaucho plays the role of an arbitrator or peacemaker by passing resolutions that have to be obeyed, not just contemplated. The trouble with this kind of settlement is that the peacemaker often comes late at night and prefers to sleep fast, undisturbed by anybody.

They get up at dawn and wrap up their rags using a plastic sheet before hanging them on the wall. The main reason they get up so early is to “answer the call of nature” some place where they can do it without being seen by others.

They wash their faces at the teahouse where they take their breakfast, which is getting more and more expensive. Gaucho has also instructed every member to go to the Kebena River to take a bath as well as do some laundering. The instructions are strictly observed.

In the case of Kisho, both “pushing and pulling” factors seem to have been at work in bringing him to the capital.

For Kisho’s family, having him as the fifth child in the family was almost redundant. For families with a small fragment of land, there are little or no prospects for such children to be sustained. This was the push factor.

As for the pull factor, for those who have never been here, the capital is glorified beyond proportions and painted as heaven on earth. Kisho, therefore, had to oblige himself to the whims of his friends and follow them at any cost.

They gathered coffee beans from the jungle and sold them to cover their transport costs as well as some additional travel expenses.

Kisho was excited by what he saw in Addis upon his arrival. The high-rise buildings, the number and variety of vehicles, and the crowds excited him. He would soon join this group of able bodied people, he thought.

But that was not to be. His disappointment started when he was not able to communicate with people other than his friends. He could not speak Amharic. His friends had little time to spare to teach him the language. They left him to fate.

He followed them to the streets where they were vending and shoe shining. Kisho did not need much time to learn the steps of the shoe shining process. Within a few day’s time, he began earning money and paying his debts.

He now saves coins by cutting down on his expenses. He chews sugarcane instead of buying a meal of ooffa (leftovers), as he had just done today.

But Kisho does not think about going back to his family, at least for now. Instead he dreams of going to night school to improve his future lot.

BY Girma Feyissa

 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 

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