Senior Writer
I first felt the lure of Ethiopia in a theatre in Overland Park, Kansas in 1978. I was eight years old, sitting and watching the movie “Superman.”
Lex Luthor — the arch villain played by Gene Hackman — had found what he needed to finally best the Man of Steel: Kryptonite, fallen to Earth in a meteorite. And where had he tracked it down? Addis Ababa, Ethiopia’s capital. It was the most exotic place I’d ever heard of, and I knew I had to go there.

Traditional huts on a hillside in southern Ethiopia's Derashe region. Photo: Thatcher Cook for Mercy Corps
I first felt the deep culture and world significance of Ethiopia through my father’s fascination with history and books sitting on the shelf in our home. He told and taught me about Emperor Haile Selassie and the country’s unique religious history that dated all the way back to King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba. It seemed a place that made the past present like no other, and I knew that I wanted to explore it.
I first felt the heartbreaking need of Ethiopia when I was 14 and saw unforgettable images of hunger and famine everywhere: on the news, in magazines, even on MTV. I listened to Live Aid, but I still didn’t quite understand why there wasn’t enough food for all those thousands of people, especially when there seemed so much everywhere around me. It was a crisis unlike any I’ve ever seen, and the first time I gave money for international relief. That moment changed me and — now that I’m in Ethiopia — I wonder where my donation went.
It took 32 years from the time I first learned of Ethiopia until I ended up here. And now, as a writer, I feel fortunate to explore villages in some of the country’s most rugged and rural areas, where Mercy Corps is helping farmers grow more food, creating systems that supply clean water and teaching mothers ways to keep their families healthier.
Here I am, having passed through Addis Ababa, among the unique cultures and picturesque villages of Ethiopia’s southernmost reaches. And to think it all started, for a wide-eyed young boy from Kansas, with a glowing green rock fallen to Earth.
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Comments
Janet Jansen
September 6, 2010 8:36AM
Roger, It's great to read of your history with Ethiopia. My eighteen year old son arrived in Addis Ababa on September 1. He's there for three months volunteering with Projects Abroad and fulfilling a dream of training with the Ethiopian runners. Your post confirms lots of my hopes for him on this trip...that this will be a step in being the change he wants to see in the world.
Roger Burks
September 9, 2010 10:28AM
Thank you, Melissa and Janet, for your kind words. I will definitely let you know next time I'm up in the Northwest, Melissa — and Janet, best of luck to your son in his work here!


melissa waggener zorkin
September 6, 2010 8:08AM
Hi Roger,
Thanks for sharing your stories from the field. Having also traveled to Ethiopia for Mercy Corps as a board member, this is a good reminder of why I love the country and it's people - and why I continue to specifically support programs in Konso and Derashe, where I will visit again in January.
I know you live in Atlanta, but maybe one day you'll be in the NW for an MC event, and we'll hook up. Meanwhile, keep on telling writing from the field - I enjoy it, and I know others do, too! Well told stories can change the world, a story at a time!
Best,
Melissa Waggener Zorkin