Yppah si ydob ym ni llec elttil yreve.

I am not complaining, or moaning, but I have the most difficult, almost impossible task to work on and I really don’t know how to manage it. It is killing me inside, that I am not able to make it work! Why is this world so cruel to me? But for real, can you imagine working on something impossible? If you wanna know, I will tell you, what is my task and I don't want to hear any words of compassion. It is my karma and I have to deal with it! So here we go. "Write an article to your blog, about on-arrival training in Sarajevo". Right? How the hack am I supposed by using the simple words explain, what it felt like, to be a part of that amazing collective and know those beautiful, perfect, amazing, great, open-minded, adorable, nice, gentle, brave, happy, thankful, clever, helpful, zealous people? Damn. I really don’t know. 

Basically, the main problem is that I really don’t remember order of activities, or daily schedules (but I can tell you, I haven’t been bored for a single second) and so write this article chronologically is for me impossible and writing it alphabetically wouldn't sound that good. Only thing I know and share with you is, that after this one week in Sarajevo I feel, I could now instantly die, because I reached the limit of my happiness and I can’t imagine there might come something even better (Maybe disclosure of unicorns with lightasbers would be better, but who knows?). Ok, that is maybe too much, but as a description of my emotions it might be enough.

My next role is also to apologize to my family, for replacing them with this bunch of AWESOME people. Also my next apologize belongs to Dog… I mean God, for playing with an idea of learning basics of Genetic Engineering to clone all those excellent people and bring them to Mostar (just joking. I already collected all the hairs and blood I needed and bought a centrifuge on E-bay, so BUUYA!).  Next apology belongs to three sisters: Sadness, Melancholy and Pessimistic, for not being invited to Sarajevo (Sorrrryyy). 

Maybe the pictures would tell you more, so here we go again!

If the pictures weren't enough, I apologize, but my descriptive skills aren't able to deal with this problem. Fin.

P.S.: I know this article is written without any informative value. I wanted to capture emotion, not facts so sorry also to you, discontented readers.

Can you imagine living without one cent?

     Within my next article, I would like to talk about the crowdfunding campaign, we launched yesterday and the problems connected with it. As many of you knows, we are currently in Mostar as volunteers and we are trying to improve the local community in many ways. As I mentioned in one article before, we are preparing a lot of projects and activities, aimed to sharing knowledge, educating people of all ages (mostly youths) and helping people to find new values in their lives.

     Yesterday as we started our campaign, we were full of expectations, hope and of course we were looking forward to see, how many people want to spread their good will by contributing to our project. Campaign has been launched and we were sharing it really annoyingly and waiting to see, how many good people it address. After 6 hours of waiting, the amount was still 0. How is this possible? Little suspicions sneaked into my mind, while I was watching mindlessly to the screen incomprehensively. Questions like: “Is the campaign a good idea?”, “Are people really not willing to help?” bothered my mind.

     Then I received the message saying, that it is impossible to contribute. I was trying to solve this problem for two hours, addressing myself with a lot of rude words, while looking for solutions. Finally the first contribution arrived! So the mistake wasn’t in the kindliness of people, but in some technical bullshit. First have been followed by second… and that was it. 18 hours after launch, we have only 15 euros there; our project seems to be in deadlock. So I am addressing this article to you, my fellow readers. If you can imagine, living without like 5 euros for the rest of your life (if you will live for 50 years, it is basically less than 1 cent per month), or if you want to see the happy children, holding book and smiling, while maybe being in magical Hogwarts, desolate Mordor or accompanying Alice through the Wonderland, contribute and help us make this idea come true.  

Here is the link for campaign: https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/813lD5/ab/65GNs8 have a nice day :)