My family began its journey to the Land of Israel in 1980 when I was two years old and after my younger brother was several months old, in the dead of night without prior preparation, my parents decided, together with other families and my late grandmother who also joined, to begin the journey to Sudan to the Land of Israel following a dream that was 2500 years old, amidst dangers lurking on the way and endless losses of hunger and thirst, we were forced to settle in Sudan for 3 years due to internal bureaucracy and the need of burial of few family members, including my grandmother, without mentioning her condition or place of burial, and during all this time pretending to be locals and hiding our true identity, four months before immigrating to Israel in 1983, my third brother was born when he is in a serious medical condition and my younger brother was malnourished, Which required immediate hospitalization upon our arrival.
At first, We were housed us at the Pardes Hana absorption center, which was a caravan site, and my parents had to travel every day to Kaplan Hospital in Rehovot at the beginning of their lives in Israel, to check on my brother’s well-being without knowing the language and basic understanding of a Western country. My parents were forced to erase their Ethiopian identity and make every effort to acclimatize to the new country out of an ideology and belief that they had arrived in the land. After two years in Israel, my sister was born and my father decided to call her “Mazal” for the fact that we were privileged to reach the region we desired. My parents moved in 1987 to permanent housing close to extended family in Kiryat Gat and in 1994 my little brother was born, and today he still lives there.
Lior will be bringing in 50 bags of Ethiopian coffee from Israel called Cafe Bresau available for purchase during Yom Ha’Atzmaut.
Cafe Bresau honors the memory of Avraham Ovagen, a young Israeli Ethiopian soldier, beloved brother, and friend, who tragically fell in service during the Iron Swords War. Named after his late brother, Avraham’s life was filled with light, joy, and a deep commitment to family, community, and country.
Each cup of Bresau coffee reflects the rich Ethiopian tradition of gathering, connection, and remembrance—bringing people together to pause, share, and honor Avraham’s enduring spirit.