When you have to start your day with a discussion about orange trousers, I guess you have pubescent teenagers in your household, too. If you don’t live with kids, I guess you imagine this discussion rather funny. But I tell you: it is not funny at all. Big boy puts on his younger brother’s trousers […]
When I was a teenager, I used to write down my thoughts in a diary. Those moments were very important to me, lying on me bed and trying to describe how I got along with my parents, teachers and friends. But re-reading my diary after weeks, months or years was even more important to […]
I see myself from the outside; I see myself from the inside. I am standing in between. It isn’t me what I see. I am different. You look at me and you recognize me. I am trying the same thing: I would like to recognize me. But I always get a different picture. I’d […]
I don’t have a lot of memories of my childhood playing together with other children. Maybe, it is because my mother wanted us, my brother and me, to be around her when we came back from school. Maybe, she was feeling so lonely at home when we were at school and she was happy […]
There is this little smile, shy but secured because of the glass wall in-between. It is like her parents are protecting her fragile childhood. So, this little Indian girl can grow and ripe and getting prepared for the future. The glass wall will be disappearing more and more. She will get into contact […]