Life
He is the son of Lij Yohannes Iyasu (1915-1977). Through his father, Lij Girma is a grandson of Lij Iyasu, Emperor-designate of Ethiopia from 1913 until 1916 when he was deposed by Dejazmach Teferi Mekonen highly supported by the British, French and Italian Ministers (Thesiger, Brice and Coli) and excommunicated by the Ethiopian Orthodox Church, which deprived him of his rights of succession. Iyasu was the son of Negus Mikael of Wollo, and matrilineal grandson of Emperor Menelik II of Ethiopia. Lij Girma Yohannes grew up in the monastries of Asebot, Dega Stfanos (Tana) and Debre Damo. At the age of 7 he left Ethiopia in 1968 with the help of the former Prince Loui Ferdnand of Prussia grand son of Emperor Wilhelm II of Germany in collaboration with Lij Mered and Mesfin Birru (Sons of Ras Birru Woldegabriel)plus the then Governor of Djibouti. He received his education at the famous London School of Economics (United Kingdom), University of California at Berkeley (USA) and Universities of Heidelberg, Bielefeld and Bremen (Germany). He has also worked as a professor and researcher at the University of Bremen, University of Miami (Miami Beach, FL, London School of Economis and Alemaya University (as chairman of the governing board of the university).
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