Prva noc u Nigeriji

Da li znate onaj skoro nestvarni osecaj kad se satima u avionu vozite u mraku, i nekako se naviknete na tisinu i pritisak u glavi i blago zujanje u pozadini? A onda vas pilot obavesti da pocinje sletanje u doticni grad, da podignete zastore na prozoru i ispravite sedista. I vi to ucinite, pre ili…

The first night in Nigeria

How it all began Do you know that almost surreal feeling, when you’ve been flying in the airplane for hours in a dark cabin, somehow you got used to the silence and pressure in the head, and something like a small buzzing in the background? Then the pilot announces that you have started descending to…

Muskarac u svakoj Srpskoj zeni

I kako sam odlucila da se preselim u Nigeriju Ima nesto musko u srpskim zenama od vajkada. Kad sve to pocinje, nisam sigurna. Mozda jer nas od malena i otac i majka zovu sine?”Sine, slozi svoje igracke.” “Sine, operi sudove”.”Sine, dodaj mi cigare.” Majke nam govore da ne placemo. Da samo male bebe placu. Olako…

The Story Begins

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” – Maya Angelou I have been in love with stories since I can recall life. I have been reading them since I was five years old and writing them since I was seven. I have been telling them ever since I started talking….