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My Odaa, my Odaa, They say it has shade, but brothers do not cry. They say it is strong, but no one touches it. Because I am Oromo, under the Odaa; Collective Oromummaa is my life.

Under the wide, cooling branches of a massive Odaa tree, an elder named Obbo Bariisaa gathered the youth of the village. The Odaa was not just a tree; it was a sanctuary where the spirit of God () was believed to reside, offering peace and clarity. walaloo odaa pdf