Let’s meet today a young man who together with his team mates is making some unforgettable myths in our country’s bicycle raising history.
-Welcome and please do introduce your self to our viewers.
Hi, my name is Daniel Telklay but I am better known by my nickname “Imba Dorho”, I was born in 1993 in Asmara. I had quite a rough childhood as my dad passed away when I was two years old so till this very day every member of my family has to somehow earn his living, it’s mine and my siblings duty to help our mom. So ever since I was young I started working while studying: I had two jobs actually I was a mechanic and I used to work as daily laborer at construction sites. I was really busy also because I had bicycle trainings as one of my daily routines. And there is a race in town I would drop everything to watch the game… I am a passionate fan of bicycle racing.
Yeah. It’s my passion and specially when I was younger I had this burning feeling in me all I wanted to was work help my mom and save some in order to buy a mountain bicycle.
-Did you buy one?
Yeah I did. And I even I joined the national team.
-How did you became an official; member of the national team?
Thanks to my brother who used to tell me to realize my dreams and do what I love the most, so one day I woke up, I remember it was Friday, and I went to the head quarters of the Eritrean Sports Commission and I was so shy to go in and sign up, and matter of fact I stood in the entrance for a very long time ad God knows I don’t even remember what was going through my mind and some guy was passing and asked me what I was doing there. I told him everything and signed me up. This was back in 2006. A week after I signed up I participated in a race with guys of my age. I was 12 going on 13.
-And then what?
Well, the race was not official one, we had no sponsor and so I paid for every thing I saved and covered my sports wear.
-How was your first race?
-What so funny?
God! It was a mess… that day I was so anxious that I woke up at three in the morning and went all the way to “Park Sematat. Even though I knew that the race would be at “expo”. I, till this very day, don’t know why I went to the practicing field knowing the race would be taking place some where else.
-So what did you do?
Well I sat there and started to wait for my partners but no one was showing up and then I realized I was being so clumsy I rushed to Expo and I was late for the game…
How sad it was? Well yeah, I went back home I lied to my family and told them I came out at the 6th place. My brothers were a bit sad they expected much more from me but my mom as sweet as she is was extremely happy for the fact that I got back home safe.
-What about you? How did you feel?
Disappointed! Picture this: I was probably the first one that woke up I was so ready to participate in the competition and win, but turns out to be that I ended up being one of the spectators!
-And how was your second race?
Well, it was my “first official” race. It was organized by the Sports’ Commission. I was scared at first but I came in at the 1st place. After that game I was officially a member of the national team. So it was all about hard training and different national and international competitions. For example in 2007 we had a race in Algeria… finally my passion became my job.
-Now that your passion became your job is there anything that you wish for?
It is not a wish but I know am going to work really hard on my skills and achieve much more.
-What about your future plans?
I want to make my team and my family proud by being a well known professional racer.
-Well good luck and I hope you won’t mess up on your racing days.
That happened once when I was a kid and I promise you it won’t happen again.
-We thank you for being here.
Thanks for having me. Appreciate it.