Address
Brass next to White House Hotel, Addis Ababa
Work Hours
Monday to Friday: 9am – 5pm
Sat: 9am – 1pm
Address
Brass next to White House Hotel, Addis Ababa
Work Hours
Monday to Friday: 9am – 5pm
Sat: 9am – 1pm


Most people will tell you that the Safe Light Initiative is a non-profit organization established in 2018 by Ambassador Sileshi Sals Umer, known for advocating youth leadership and women’s empowerment. They’re not wrong, but that’s not the whole story.
Because Safe Light isn’t just a name on a flyer or a logo on a t-shirt, it’s not just another event organizer or a civil society group working on the SDGs. It is something more visceral. Something that was born out of heartbreak and continues to beat with the urgency of a promise to be fulfilled.
What if I told you that behind the banners and beautiful programs lies something far more personal? I know this because I was there, on a seemingly ordinary Monday, July 7th. We, the volunteers, gathered expecting yet another checklist meeting. You know the type: updates, reports, logistics, next steps, even boredom. But then Ambassador Sileshi spoke. He didn’t begin with a strategy. He began with a story. A name.
Aster.
A young girl. Not just anyone. A child who used to come to their youth gatherings. She wasn’t even in university. She was maybe 13, possibly younger. But she showed up, consistently, absorbing the energy of the older university students, sitting in rooms filled with purpose and ambition. Dreaming about who she could become.
Can you imagine that? That unspoken pride she felt, sitting among students who carried notebooks and laptops filled with dreams? The hope she must have held, “I’m going to be one of them. I’m going to finish school. I’ll wear the same university badge they wear, fight for my community, and become a change maker. An advocate. A woman who stands tall.”
But then… she was gone. No goodbye. No explanation. Just absence.
Worried, they went to her home. And what her mother said broke something in them forever.
“Aster got sold.”
SOLD OFF into marriage. A child bride to a well-off family. Her notebooks closed. Her future was handed over in silence.
According to UNICEF, over 40% of Ethiopian girls are married before the age of 18, and 14% before age 15.
And yet, only 10% of Ethiopian girls complete secondary school.
Aster was only a girl. And that’s the moment Safe Light Initiative was truly born. Not on paper. Not through policy. But in that exact moment of helpless grief and fire. Because once you know an Aster, you never forget her.
And here’s the truth: we all know an Aster.
Maybe we’ve seen her on a dusty road walking alone, carrying too much for her small hands. Maybe she’s the young girl serving coffee in our university cafés, working from sunrise to midnight. The countryside cousin who disappeared after Grade 6. The girl who stopped laughing, who always said she wanted to be a pilot. Or a poet, but ends up carrying the weight of raising a baby. Aster is not far away.
She’s around us. We just stopped noticing.

This year, Safe Light Initiative launched its Tech and Entrepreneurship Trainings exclusively for young women, as part of its annual Leadership Conference and Competition (LCC). Because inclusion is not about “adding women” into the program, it’s about designing the program around them. That’s equality in motion. No fluff. Real skills. For real women. To lead real futures. It doesn’t just align with SDG 5 (Gender Equality), it’s living proof that gender equality starts before a girl is robbed of her chance to try.
That is the uncovered truth about Safelight.
It is not an initiative of the privileged. It is a response, a rebellion, and a home for the voices of the almosts, the could-have-beens. Safelight does something quieter and far more powerful:
It builds the kind of rooms Aster never had the chance to return to.
That day, I realized something. I’m not a Safe Lighter just because I volunteer. You’re not one just because you wear the badge.
If your heart moved when you read about Aster, if you’ve ever seen a child work a full shift instead of attending school, if you’ve ever said “this isn’t fair” and meant it, then you are a Safelighter.
Because no child should be sealed away from her future, no girl should miss a gathering of dreams. And no more Asters should disappear without a fight.
So I’ll leave you with this:
Next time you meet an Aster, don’t just walk past her. Smile. Ask her name. Invite her in. Because maybe she’s carrying a dream the world hasn’t noticed yet. And if you think you’re a brave Safe Lighter, then fight for her, because the future doesn’t wait for permission. And neither should she.