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BYE BYE MILOSEVIC!!!!
I miss...
I feel like I want to go home..to Slovakia. To see my parents and Dante and to see little bit of green...I am starting missing green nature though it is very nice with snow around.
Right now I am very happy for all those pictures of my family, friends and dog in my computer. It cheers me up...
Right now I am very happy for all those pictures of my family, friends and dog in my computer. It cheers me up...
Yes..as I said before..there are things happening in Gothenbourg..=)
For those who do not want to read the whole text...in summary: Hanna´s and A-K party was cool =)
For those who have bit more time:
Here I sit. Full of impressions in my little appartment in centre of Örebro. It has happened rather much since I woke up yesterday. First I played a handball match. We won but I didn´t feel like a winner. I think that the handball we played wasn´t so nice for those who were watching. This has to change. We should cooperate and be more creative when playing. And we should enjoy the game as we used to do some months (weeks) ago. But OK...we won and it was time to go home and get ready for a party!!!!
So first some food, then some shopping, little preparations, present packing and train to Göteboooooooorg there Hanna and A-K arranged very very cosy evening.
We were sitting, eating, talking..One can ask:"What is so special about that?" I answer: "Exactly!!!" Although it was so simple it caused many nice feelings thanks to the people around. I talked to people who I havent seen for more than year, I talked to people who I hardly know, I talked to those I see everyday and got to know them even better. Some memories, some stories, some crazy ideas, some serious talks.. wherever I looked..I saw smiles. Each of these moments has imprented into my soul and I am very happy.
I needed this very much I can say. I have felt weak recently. Was a lot to do at work and also my thesis is kind of pressure..so this party was the best what could happen to me in this weekend.
After private party..let´s go to disco. Crazy crazy situations connected to the way to some dance club in centre of G.
First..the tram hasn´t arrived because there was a bomb announced on our line. Suddenly plenty of people started moving from all tram stops of the line. Different people. Many of them drunk. Really out of reality..one of them running around in t-shirt (it was minus 8 at least)..hugging some friends. What´s wrong? What´s so special about alcohol? Does it open gate for emotions? Is it closeness which is the purpose of drinking? Because it seemed like that.
We changed the line..together with all those people and took the tram. Of course I stamped the ticket..but it was somehow in minus 13 crowns. There were many people who even didnt stamp. Why should they do that when there was a bomb somewhere?Tram full of people rolling from station to station. Suddenly..at one stop..I noticed very strange..a bit suspocious looks in peoples eyes.."Oh..my god, bomb" was my first thought..but then one of the drunk guys just yelled..."Ticket controll"..Hehe..what was the most funny about the situation was the fact, that people didn´t panic at all..they didn´t run like crazy from the tram stepping on each other..No no no. They just very slowly inconspicously got off the tram like they just have realized..that THIS was the tram stop they wanted to reach... The tram..suddenly empty..the centre of the town suddnly full of crowd going just like that with hope to either get some other tram or just to reach some cool club to party on.
We reached the club. Which was even more full than the tram was. There was no space 50x50 cm when dancig. I wouldnt call it dancing actually. It was kind of soft shaking at one spot and fighting for this little spot with the rest of the crowd which was just pushing, tramping and just standing with the beer in hand being pushed by all the others. What a dance!!!! I liked the music but as soon I wanted to make a longer step..I hit someone or was hit by someone. The disco was more continuation of the handball match from the morning (I wish we would have such tight defence) than dancing but still..I had kind of fun till like 3 a.m and most of the time I was wondering how can people enjoy this so much every week. Paying 60 SEK to stay at one place, listen to the music, hold a bottle of alcohol and move hips a bit. I do not judge. I just search for an answer and will be very happy if someone tells me what is so great about it. I want to understand. On the margin I want to add that I love music and dancing (or jumping and waving hands a bit - that´s what I do when I dance), but this I can do also at some private place with a bit more space and for free. So..gimme gimme answer..
The way from disco was...cooooooooold. It was minus 17 so every minute of waiting just add some minus grades to the subjective feeling of the temperature. But we made it without chilblains, managed to sleep a bit and come back home from G.
It was nice nice nice nice nice time I had and I am incredibly glad that I left my studies for a while and went to meet wonderful people to have inredible time with them. Thank u and happy brthday to Hanna and A-K.
The only pity is that the battery in my camera had got somehow discharged before the party started...so no pics at all....so sorry..
For those who have bit more time:
Here I sit. Full of impressions in my little appartment in centre of Örebro. It has happened rather much since I woke up yesterday. First I played a handball match. We won but I didn´t feel like a winner. I think that the handball we played wasn´t so nice for those who were watching. This has to change. We should cooperate and be more creative when playing. And we should enjoy the game as we used to do some months (weeks) ago. But OK...we won and it was time to go home and get ready for a party!!!!
So first some food, then some shopping, little preparations, present packing and train to Göteboooooooorg there Hanna and A-K arranged very very cosy evening.
We were sitting, eating, talking..One can ask:"What is so special about that?" I answer: "Exactly!!!" Although it was so simple it caused many nice feelings thanks to the people around. I talked to people who I havent seen for more than year, I talked to people who I hardly know, I talked to those I see everyday and got to know them even better. Some memories, some stories, some crazy ideas, some serious talks.. wherever I looked..I saw smiles. Each of these moments has imprented into my soul and I am very happy.
I needed this very much I can say. I have felt weak recently. Was a lot to do at work and also my thesis is kind of pressure..so this party was the best what could happen to me in this weekend.
After private party..let´s go to disco. Crazy crazy situations connected to the way to some dance club in centre of G.
First..the tram hasn´t arrived because there was a bomb announced on our line. Suddenly plenty of people started moving from all tram stops of the line. Different people. Many of them drunk. Really out of reality..one of them running around in t-shirt (it was minus 8 at least)..hugging some friends. What´s wrong? What´s so special about alcohol? Does it open gate for emotions? Is it closeness which is the purpose of drinking? Because it seemed like that.
We changed the line..together with all those people and took the tram. Of course I stamped the ticket..but it was somehow in minus 13 crowns. There were many people who even didnt stamp. Why should they do that when there was a bomb somewhere?Tram full of people rolling from station to station. Suddenly..at one stop..I noticed very strange..a bit suspocious looks in peoples eyes.."Oh..my god, bomb" was my first thought..but then one of the drunk guys just yelled..."Ticket controll"..Hehe..what was the most funny about the situation was the fact, that people didn´t panic at all..they didn´t run like crazy from the tram stepping on each other..No no no. They just very slowly inconspicously got off the tram like they just have realized..that THIS was the tram stop they wanted to reach... The tram..suddenly empty..the centre of the town suddnly full of crowd going just like that with hope to either get some other tram or just to reach some cool club to party on.
We reached the club. Which was even more full than the tram was. There was no space 50x50 cm when dancig. I wouldnt call it dancing actually. It was kind of soft shaking at one spot and fighting for this little spot with the rest of the crowd which was just pushing, tramping and just standing with the beer in hand being pushed by all the others. What a dance!!!! I liked the music but as soon I wanted to make a longer step..I hit someone or was hit by someone. The disco was more continuation of the handball match from the morning (I wish we would have such tight defence) than dancing but still..I had kind of fun till like 3 a.m and most of the time I was wondering how can people enjoy this so much every week. Paying 60 SEK to stay at one place, listen to the music, hold a bottle of alcohol and move hips a bit. I do not judge. I just search for an answer and will be very happy if someone tells me what is so great about it. I want to understand. On the margin I want to add that I love music and dancing (or jumping and waving hands a bit - that´s what I do when I dance), but this I can do also at some private place with a bit more space and for free. So..gimme gimme answer..
The way from disco was...cooooooooold. It was minus 17 so every minute of waiting just add some minus grades to the subjective feeling of the temperature. But we made it without chilblains, managed to sleep a bit and come back home from G.
It was nice nice nice nice nice time I had and I am incredibly glad that I left my studies for a while and went to meet wonderful people to have inredible time with them. Thank u and happy brthday to Hanna and A-K.
The only pity is that the battery in my camera had got somehow discharged before the party started...so no pics at all....so sorry..
The best blog ever
Today Liza has written the funniest blog I have ever read. U should check it.
Handball. We lost. And what?
We lost today. It is the first handball match this "handball"year we have lost. We were leading the competition the whole year and now when we have only 3 matches left, we have lost and we are on the second place. But..I do not mind. It is also maybe for the first time in my life that I do not mind that. I love winning. It is really cool and the feeling is so strong! But this match made me think. Why do I like winning so much? It is proof that i/we are good..better than other players. Proof that we are a good team. Hmm..But (as for example also the match at OG Sweden-Slovakia) showed that to win is not always about being the best. And the other way around.
I know that all of us did everything we could for the match. We had really nice moments. And actually we haven´t lost anything. Just one game which lasted for one hour. Now we all are back to our homes, some with people they live with, me sitting at the computer eating pasta.. Life goes on. That´s what´s so marvelous about it. What would change if we had won that match? Yeah..we would maybe play in the third divsion instead of forth next year. But who knows if that would be better for us.
The most important thing is that we did not give up the match. That we played and tried. We are not worse or better players than we were before. And I actually feel stronger after the lost. And I am looking forward to saturday and the next match. I wanna have fun!!!!
I know that all of us did everything we could for the match. We had really nice moments. And actually we haven´t lost anything. Just one game which lasted for one hour. Now we all are back to our homes, some with people they live with, me sitting at the computer eating pasta.. Life goes on. That´s what´s so marvelous about it. What would change if we had won that match? Yeah..we would maybe play in the third divsion instead of forth next year. But who knows if that would be better for us.
The most important thing is that we did not give up the match. That we played and tried. We are not worse or better players than we were before. And I actually feel stronger after the lost. And I am looking forward to saturday and the next match. I wanna have fun!!!!
Too late in the night..but fun!
Writing thesis late in the night causes some strange ideas from time to time. I decided to give a price to sender of the hundreth comment in my blog =)
Aim or process?
Right now I am chattin with a friend while writing my thesis. The topic of our dialogue is whether a process or a result is more important in peoples life.
I claim that if we were focused only on results we wouldn´t have very much fun in the life. The rest of what we do would be just duties duties duties. Moreover the results are not always as we imagined them.
I think that if the process brings happiness into our lives then there is a higher probability that the result will be also good and enriched by all the things we have experienced on the way to the aim...
My friend suggest the oposite. The result is the most important and process is just the neccessary evil. If it would be possible he would skip the process.But I´m asking..where would be the point then? Where is the sense? Does it really bring happiness withou any effort? For how long?
Beverly Sills said: "There are no shortcuts to the places where it is worth to go to"
And I add my experienced I have observed: People who enjoy what they do and those who do things with their heart usually reach better results and are satisfied in their lives.
I claim that if we were focused only on results we wouldn´t have very much fun in the life. The rest of what we do would be just duties duties duties. Moreover the results are not always as we imagined them.
I think that if the process brings happiness into our lives then there is a higher probability that the result will be also good and enriched by all the things we have experienced on the way to the aim...
My friend suggest the oposite. The result is the most important and process is just the neccessary evil. If it would be possible he would skip the process.But I´m asking..where would be the point then? Where is the sense? Does it really bring happiness withou any effort? For how long?
Beverly Sills said: "There are no shortcuts to the places where it is worth to go to"
And I add my experienced I have observed: People who enjoy what they do and those who do things with their heart usually reach better results and are satisfied in their lives.
My friends give me wings...
I have writen several times that I was very happy without any special reason. And yes sometimes it happens that I am sad without any special reason too. As today. Gosh I really have no clue what happened in my head but I somehow realized that I did not have any dreams. And in my case it is usually dreams what pushes me forward. Such emotional state, being-without-dreams, is really tough for me cause I can´t force myself to dream and be happy just like that out of nothing. Rationally I knew that I had a lot to be happy about. But emotionally I was very hollow. And then..some of my friends appeared online. Everything has changed. My friends give me wings..Thank you for that..=) I really appreciate that you are!!!!! I hope you know it!
If I were six again...
I want to be six again. And start a primary school from very beginning. I even know which primary school I want to go to. It is Skogtorpskola in Kumla. I have been there today and I still have no words. The atmosphere is friendly and free. Students have hundreds of possibilities to develop their skills, the environment enables to choose the best way of studying for an individual. One classroom is divided into one main area and then four or five other small rooms where students can go and study without disturbing the others. There are sofas and pillows on the floor, not just the typical school tables. Teachers have glass walls on their rooms so everyone can see what is happening there inside and the distance teacher - student is disappearing.
In the free time students can play pool, table tennis, watch TV, play a musical instrument..the school belongs to them and is there for them..
Right today there was a bunch of students baking more than 300 cakes for all the others for st.valentine´s day. All of the students (regardless gender!!!!!) have classes of handycraft, sewing, household works etc. I want alsoooooooooo!!!
All together from 12 month to 16 years old - sharing the same place - this is a wonderful way how to find the way to each other. Yes it definitely works. I felt acceptance. I felt understanding. I felt comfort. I felt friendship! I felt that they are learning something new every single minute. Aaaaaa...I wish such perfect school to all children in the world.
In the free time students can play pool, table tennis, watch TV, play a musical instrument..the school belongs to them and is there for them..
Right today there was a bunch of students baking more than 300 cakes for all the others for st.valentine´s day. All of the students (regardless gender!!!!!) have classes of handycraft, sewing, household works etc. I want alsoooooooooo!!!
All together from 12 month to 16 years old - sharing the same place - this is a wonderful way how to find the way to each other. Yes it definitely works. I felt acceptance. I felt understanding. I felt comfort. I felt friendship! I felt that they are learning something new every single minute. Aaaaaa...I wish such perfect school to all children in the world.
You are creep...
You are creep...and I wish I never met you....
No these are not my words, but my mind unfortunately can´t get rid of them. It is part of lyrics of one song. The melody is perfect. And that is the main problem. The melody is so nice that I keep on singing it at least for myslef though I do not like the words. I really do not regret meeting any of the people I have met in my life. Either friends or friends who are not my friends anymore or people who I really did not match with..I think that every single person I spent some time with has influenced my thoughts and has given me some experience. And it happened to me several times that even bad experience (from my point of view) which made me ask - "why me" has later helped me to understand other peoples problems or life situations and to be here for them..so I really do not mean it when I sing: "I wish I never met you"
But the melody is really nice!!!
No these are not my words, but my mind unfortunately can´t get rid of them. It is part of lyrics of one song. The melody is perfect. And that is the main problem. The melody is so nice that I keep on singing it at least for myslef though I do not like the words. I really do not regret meeting any of the people I have met in my life. Either friends or friends who are not my friends anymore or people who I really did not match with..I think that every single person I spent some time with has influenced my thoughts and has given me some experience. And it happened to me several times that even bad experience (from my point of view) which made me ask - "why me" has later helped me to understand other peoples problems or life situations and to be here for them..so I really do not mean it when I sing: "I wish I never met you"
But the melody is really nice!!!
It´s cold outside...
Hmmm...it is very cold here in Sweden. Very nice cold actually. Sunny (only from 10 till 15.00 of course) and white all around..very nice but i have to buy me new shoes - boots. Tomorrow is the day of shopping...=)
Hejjjaaaa!!!!!
Hejjjaaaa!!!!!
Xmas or not Xmas
Now I have eaten enough and have slept enough. There is a Xmas tree in our living room and lot of fairy tales in TV. It seems it is Xmas. Or is it? There is no snow outside, there was no special Xmas atmosphere in the air, no Xmas lights all over (just few)...very strange feeling. Not like in previous years. But still..my paper calendar says it was 24th yesterday. My chocolate calendar in office clams it is 14th of december (another reason to doubt) So let´s agree that it is Xmas. Our family met yesterday, we were eating and talking together, watching TV, we opened presents and had nice time when none of us needed to rush somewhere, time stopped for a while. If this is Xmas, then yes - I agree. It is Xmas time..and inspite all those doubts before 24th, Xmas reached also our house..
Xmas is when cooking and cleaning is a pleasure, when we suddenly remember also those people whom we havent seen or thought of for a long time (at least one year), when time doesnt matter (I am not talking about time before Xmas), when we are less strict and more soft (I wonder why is it only for Xmas), when simple things make us happy...
I definitely want to have Xmas more often! And when I think about it little bit, my conclusion is, that it is very possible..
Xmas is when cooking and cleaning is a pleasure, when we suddenly remember also those people whom we havent seen or thought of for a long time (at least one year), when time doesnt matter (I am not talking about time before Xmas), when we are less strict and more soft (I wonder why is it only for Xmas), when simple things make us happy...
I definitely want to have Xmas more often! And when I think about it little bit, my conclusion is, that it is very possible..
Sleeping and sleeping...
My friday - 16th of december,the frist day at home, was about sleeping. I woke up, went out with the best dog ever, came back, fell in bed, started to read BUT..fell asleep after 1 page. Then I woke up, went out to have lunch with my father (was too lazy to prepare something), came back, fell to bed, started to read and fell asleep after 1 page..then I woke up when I heard my mom in kitchen preparing dinner, I said hi and fell asleep without reading 1 page..uff I was so tired!! Then I woke up, went out with the best dog ever, came home, watched TV with my parents for a while (there are plenty of new programmes I have never seen), went to bed and fell asleep and slept the whole night till 8 a.m next day. I dont understand how did I manage to sleep so much but I enjoyed. The feeling that I didnt have to wake up and I could sleep as much as I wanted was really good. I think it was better than sleeping itself.
I think I was rather mentally tired. It was too much last weeks. Work (had to finnish everything before leaving the office), school, UNF, NOM, xmas shopping..I like it and I didnt realize that I was so tired but I WAS apperently..
Now I am fresh and recharged again =) I will present EGTYF and NOM tomorrow in SK and then we will have some activities aimed on verbal/nonverbal communcation and on stereotypes and prejudice (my favourite topic). All these activities are under my psychological practice. Yupiii..! It is one of the last things I have to do to be done with my studies. Really good feeling!!!
I think I was rather mentally tired. It was too much last weeks. Work (had to finnish everything before leaving the office), school, UNF, NOM, xmas shopping..I like it and I didnt realize that I was so tired but I WAS apperently..
Now I am fresh and recharged again =) I will present EGTYF and NOM tomorrow in SK and then we will have some activities aimed on verbal/nonverbal communcation and on stereotypes and prejudice (my favourite topic). All these activities are under my psychological practice. Yupiii..! It is one of the last things I have to do to be done with my studies. Really good feeling!!!
My mom I admire!!!
I came home (to Slovakia) on 15th of december. In the night. My parents were waiting for me at the airport and it was really nice to see their smiling faces and to listen to their stories and thier conversation. My father is very very funny. He sometimes just says something without thinking. And I laugh.
My mom thinks twice (also for my father I guess) so they complement each other. My mother is very very special and I adore her. She has had some strange pain in her body (bones and muscles) since I was two years old. Doctors predicted her a wheelchair many years ago but she is still walking and doing things like all other healthy people, just slowlier. She used to be a handball player, she did sport almost every day and then, suddenly - from one week to another - pain like hell. Nobody knows what it is. She claims that she had bad cold one day and was supposed to stay home but she was forced to come to work (by the regime we had - where we had to produce 150% and had to be perfect) and stay in very cold gymanstic hall for 8 hours. I think I dont have to write what happened then. When the pain didnt want to pass, she went to different doctors and they prescribed her lot of pills which didnt help BUT had lot of side effects so my moms metabolism was destroyed.Then she decided to ignore chemical pills and she started with bio medicine which is helping but very very slowly. Body has to recover from all that shit. It has been like more than 15 years. Sometimes she feels better and someimes worse. I admire her and feel helpless when I see that she has pain but wants to do things on her own. She doesnt want to be dependent on us. So she goes on. I really hope that there will come a day when she will feel good and will be able to run and carry things again =)
One positive thing about her health is that I have learned to appreciate my health and to care about it. And to appreciate all things I CAN do. Simple walking without concentrating on each step, playing handball and jumping, playing piano, writing on the keyboard or writing simple sms which is so easy for me. I am really glad that I can!
My mom thinks twice (also for my father I guess) so they complement each other. My mother is very very special and I adore her. She has had some strange pain in her body (bones and muscles) since I was two years old. Doctors predicted her a wheelchair many years ago but she is still walking and doing things like all other healthy people, just slowlier. She used to be a handball player, she did sport almost every day and then, suddenly - from one week to another - pain like hell. Nobody knows what it is. She claims that she had bad cold one day and was supposed to stay home but she was forced to come to work (by the regime we had - where we had to produce 150% and had to be perfect) and stay in very cold gymanstic hall for 8 hours. I think I dont have to write what happened then. When the pain didnt want to pass, she went to different doctors and they prescribed her lot of pills which didnt help BUT had lot of side effects so my moms metabolism was destroyed.Then she decided to ignore chemical pills and she started with bio medicine which is helping but very very slowly. Body has to recover from all that shit. It has been like more than 15 years. Sometimes she feels better and someimes worse. I admire her and feel helpless when I see that she has pain but wants to do things on her own. She doesnt want to be dependent on us. So she goes on. I really hope that there will come a day when she will feel good and will be able to run and carry things again =)
One positive thing about her health is that I have learned to appreciate my health and to care about it. And to appreciate all things I CAN do. Simple walking without concentrating on each step, playing handball and jumping, playing piano, writing on the keyboard or writing simple sms which is so easy for me. I am really glad that I can!
Birthday
It´s my birthday today...wheeeppeeee =) I already got some presents and sms. Yes my friends are competing who will be the first one wishing me happy birthday..hehe. One of them wished me even yesterday..hihi..But it was because he mixed the dates a bit. In every case he won =) Hehe..Sometimes a pure luck is needed as well =)
Then I got several midnight sms, wonderful "me to you"teddybear (I love those so much) from Madlena and little postcard with very very deep meaning from Sveta. I found it under my pillow when and where I really didn´t expect it since I live alone and Sveta is in Belarus. It was Madlena who brought both presents and put them there when I wasnt watching. I am so so happy for the surprise and mostly for all those words my friends wrote me...THANKS to all of you!!!!
Then I got several midnight sms, wonderful "me to you"teddybear (I love those so much) from Madlena and little postcard with very very deep meaning from Sveta. I found it under my pillow when and where I really didn´t expect it since I live alone and Sveta is in Belarus. It was Madlena who brought both presents and put them there when I wasnt watching. I am so so happy for the surprise and mostly for all those words my friends wrote me...THANKS to all of you!!!!
Artetharapy
Last three days I took part in an university course focused on artetherapy. It was extremely interesting. I was "forced" to look into myself (deeper than usually) and in the end I was a bit confused. There are so many things happening deep there in our subconscious. And there are so many things I did not want to admit to myself but when being honest to do it was the only way. But now I am happy because knowing that I can change it =) Yes for those reading this it can be a bit abstract blogg but I myself understand it =) btw.one of the conclusions about myself after the seminar is, that i do talk a lot on abstract levels and though I understand it perfectly I have to change it sometiimes cause other people get confused and this is really NOT my intention. So I will try to do my best..=)
Other wonderful thing I´ve got to realize is that I have many many things in common with many people. It´s so strange but we are so alike. I will never ever think that I am alone with my problems/feelings/good things..And since now on I am even more thankful for every experience bad or good one because it makes me understand the others better..and that feeling is worth it..
Other wonderful thing I´ve got to realize is that I have many many things in common with many people. It´s so strange but we are so alike. I will never ever think that I am alone with my problems/feelings/good things..And since now on I am even more thankful for every experience bad or good one because it makes me understand the others better..and that feeling is worth it..
Neonazism in Slovakia
One week ago a student of philosophy from the same University I study at was killed by neonacists in the streets of Bratislava. There are some suspections that it happened due to very simple reason: he had long hair and guitare...
This makes me sad and full of questions.
Huge manifestation was arranged immediately. Plenty of young people, artists and few politicians gathered in our capital to challenge all citizens not to be ignorant towards violance which appears in everyday lives. All of them claimed that the latest murder would have sense only if it was the last case and the whole society will be willing to open eyes and act towards tolerance and understanding.
Several former neonazists who already left the movement described their feeling when beating a total stranger does not matter race (I do not like this word). They claimed that it gives unexplainable strenght and power even just watching the whole process. I do not understand it. There are so many other ways how to feel strong... But I understood one thing. People need to feel that they rule at least their own lives but they just feel that they are losing control. I think we should work more with this fact in schools from the early childhood. All people need to feel that they belong somewhere and that their place in life is important. There should be much more possibilities and opportunities for getting these feelings.
Schools and families and of course all kinds of communities could work more with emotions and self insight. We need to find friends in strangers around us and get rid of the feeling that almost all people around are our enemies. We have so much in common. But we do not talk about it We definitely should do that...
This makes me sad and full of questions.
Huge manifestation was arranged immediately. Plenty of young people, artists and few politicians gathered in our capital to challenge all citizens not to be ignorant towards violance which appears in everyday lives. All of them claimed that the latest murder would have sense only if it was the last case and the whole society will be willing to open eyes and act towards tolerance and understanding.
Several former neonazists who already left the movement described their feeling when beating a total stranger does not matter race (I do not like this word). They claimed that it gives unexplainable strenght and power even just watching the whole process. I do not understand it. There are so many other ways how to feel strong... But I understood one thing. People need to feel that they rule at least their own lives but they just feel that they are losing control. I think we should work more with this fact in schools from the early childhood. All people need to feel that they belong somewhere and that their place in life is important. There should be much more possibilities and opportunities for getting these feelings.
Schools and families and of course all kinds of communities could work more with emotions and self insight. We need to find friends in strangers around us and get rid of the feeling that almost all people around are our enemies. We have so much in common. But we do not talk about it We definitely should do that...
Our parliament equals reality shows
It seems like all in slovak politics is solved and our parliamentarians have nothing to do so they make up some (exciting) problems all the time. I haven´t heard anything about serious political dialogues in TV news since I came home from Sweden. They just complain about each other, blame each other and swear on each other. Yes. Sad but that´s true!!!
The latest problem is "buying votes" within parliament. Negotiation with the help of money. One parliamentarian got an offer from other parliamentarians to get her new house building finnish and some more money if she votes in accord with their wishes. She refused and talked to a leader (who is in troubles with some money transactions) of her party who in, secret, recorded the whole private (!) dialogue and showed it to police and media.
The parliamentarian who was about to be bought claims that she has never got any offer and that the recorded tape is a fake. Now it is up to judge to decide. But what to do. The record was taken illegally so another question arises..can they use it at the court? So..such problems we have in Slovakia. I just wonder if all teachers who are using all motivation because they have terrible conditions to work in, or homeless people begging in the streets (they are lucky that november has been very warm here) do care about such record.
It feels like our parliamentarians are little bit worried that reality shows with all those intrigues will get more attention than direct sendings from parliament...
The latest problem is "buying votes" within parliament. Negotiation with the help of money. One parliamentarian got an offer from other parliamentarians to get her new house building finnish and some more money if she votes in accord with their wishes. She refused and talked to a leader (who is in troubles with some money transactions) of her party who in, secret, recorded the whole private (!) dialogue and showed it to police and media.
The parliamentarian who was about to be bought claims that she has never got any offer and that the recorded tape is a fake. Now it is up to judge to decide. But what to do. The record was taken illegally so another question arises..can they use it at the court? So..such problems we have in Slovakia. I just wonder if all teachers who are using all motivation because they have terrible conditions to work in, or homeless people begging in the streets (they are lucky that november has been very warm here) do care about such record.
It feels like our parliamentarians are little bit worried that reality shows with all those intrigues will get more attention than direct sendings from parliament...
Perspective
Looking at this picture I just realize that life goes on although it doesnt
seem like that all the time...
seem like that all the time...
Friends
Here we go..All together having nice time. It´s amazing how people living far from each other just meet, and then suddenly they go the same ways doesnt matter where they are...and from time to time the ways even cross..and on the crossroad there is so much friendship and laugh and understanding..
