-What is Kindergarten? - my parents and friends asked me this question several times during the last few months. - Is it the same as the preschool in Serbia? -Well, yes and no - I answered while thinking what do I really know about preschool in Serbia today. I don't really even recall my own… Continue reading From the Cradle to the Grave
Six years ago, Dragana Stasic held the first literary event in Vancouver to enable individuals from the former Yugoslavia (Serbia, Croatia, Bosnia and Hercegovina) to promote and present their work. This year, on October 13th she hosted for the eighth time in a row. The proposed topic for the event was “Then and now, here… Continue reading Vancouver- The Literary event
One afternoon on the way back from the park with my daughter, I met Yvonne. She was standing in front of the house with her son. I had never seen or met her before but I recognized the boy playing on the sidewalk. We used to spend our mornings with him and his nanny at… Continue reading Block street party
Recently everything in my life and around me was coming up Orcas. Or maybe those days were like all the others but the difference was that I started paying more attention to news about them. Possibly it was due to the fact my family and I were going on our very first “Whale Watching" tour… Continue reading Orcas
– Imagine a stranger – suddenly my girlfriend and I got the idea. – Imagine that he decided to come to our city – I added sarcastically that he was, for sure, out of his mind. Maybe he didn't know what he was getting into?! My friend from childhood laughed. She was always more realistic.… Continue reading Be a tourist in your hometown!
I met my friend one day at the park, near her apartment. Usually, we hang out on Mondays or Wednesdays, as my daughter goes to preschool. It is very expensive here as most places to send your child to either daycare or preschool. Like some parents, my friend decided to stay at home with her… Continue reading Cultural Differences
Abuela is a book for children. It was written in 1991, by American author Arthur Dorros. The story is about a little girl named Rosalba and it describes the special day she spends with her beloved grandmother. One day while out on their usual walk through New York City they unexpectedly begin an extraordinary flying… Continue reading Abuela
Last fall, every Monday I took my daughter to dance class. The class was held in a nearby recreational centre, where we had attended a parent and tot class before. She longed to return. At these classes, there were no clear and certain rules. No one speaks about the predispositions of players or insists on… Continue reading Process