Growing up Abeselom didn’t have what most kids usually have. He looks different from the kids in his small town of victoria. His afro mum with dark skin, no brother and sister to play with, his racist uncle, a father who was an army officer and couldn’t be home for his most of birthdays and christmas. His mum was the only person who can make him feel special when ever his says a negative things about his life. Most nights they listen Ethiopian music, Ethio Jazz, blue and Tizita (memories) and she loves singing her childhood rhyme to him. When Abeselom turn 10 his father died in Afghanistan fighting terrorist. A year later him and his mum leave the country house where he grew up looking at his grand parents house which is next street from