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Bosnian tribes in Africa - nastavljam njihovu tradiciju

This is a very interesting story for the reason that usually we hear reversed versions of it: African tribes found in some European country. I am sharing this text from Sarajevo Times portal: "The descendants of Bosnians live in central Africa today, in tribes in southern Egypt and northern Sudan. Does this sound incredible? However, it is true. Namely, Qasr Ibrim is an archaeological site which the Ottomans occupied in the 16th century. To defend the territory, hundreds of Bosnian soldiers were left to protect the territory. The descendants of these soldiers live in this area even today, at the localities of Derr and Ibrim, stated one of the Reddit, reported. The Bosnian soldiers and their descendants married the tribeswomen of Gharbye and Djowabere tribes. What is interesting, the younger generations forgot the Bosnian language; however, several features of the northern climate remained present. In the first place it refers to the light brown skin color, while the Nubians are black. ”Some of the women who followed our friends to the ships had a strange skin color, light white eyes and curly red hair. There are numerous families in this area who claim that they are the descendants of Bosnian soldiers who were stationed in Nubia during the conquests of Sultan Selim in 1517. They are extremely proud of their roots, and consider themselves beautiful.” – This is an excerpt from the book ”Back through Nubia” written by Amelie Ann Blandford Edwards back in 1891". (Source: prirodom4dozdravlja) Razlog vise zasto je ova prica od itekako velike vaznosti za mene jeste upravo zbog toga sto sam udata za Nigerijca pa samim tim nastavljam kulturu ovih nasih uglednih bosanskih predaka. Neko mora i to da radi.


Tema rasizma

Moracu jedan dan prevesti ovaj tekst na nas, ali evo sad za sad za one koji razumiju engleski. Halalite ... Last week me and my husband finally watched a movie Selma. We have been attempting to do this for the longest time as we are human rights activists in hearts and in action (I say this just because I know many who have great intentions but very hard time to act on it). Not just that we fight for everybody to have equal rights, but we live racism and discrimination every day in our lives on this or that way, which, furthermore, makes us even stronger and more insightful. Movie Selma (named by famous peaceful march from town Selma to Montgomery in order to raise awareness about unfair voting rights) was a story about three months long movement in 1965. This historical movement was led by spectacular Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., and its goal was to ensure equal voting rights for people of colour, primarily African Americans. While this inspirational leader and visionary Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., together with his fellow brothers and sisters created change that altered the history, the movement and people participating in it itself faced all kinds of violent obstacles from opposition, more precisely the government structure and police forces. Dr. King's efforts resulted in president Johnson's signing the Voting Rights Acts of 1965 which accordingly was one of the biggest victories of Civil Right movement. While watching this movie I could not stop thinking about several things. The most significant impact it had on me was the fact that both my husband and my son, who is now 4 years old, are members of this group that has been ridiculously discriminated through the history and still continues. I could not stop thinking how it is to be a victim of racist prejudices and stereotypes on an everyday basis? Although things have been changed enormously through the history (mostly regulated by laws) there are many instances of insults of all kinds when it comes to basic equality and participation. As a mother of child who is mixed I have been constantly thinking how to best prepare him for the world he would live in and to fight racism that he will have to face. This will be something I will continue thinking and writing about in very close future. Another thing I could not stop thinking about is about white privilege and where it is coming from, especially in this stolen land, taken away from the First Nation people. As a white person, who did not grow up here, in North America, but in South East Europe, I grew up in the worst war after the WWII in Europe, watching what evil nationalism and religion can do and how they can turn people to start killing each other. We all were the same race and yet experienced the worst brutality and genocide on the base of religion. This is how I grew up ... When I first came to America, in the very first form I was filling up, I was asked about my race. There was a word Caucasian there that I never heard before. It is not part of English language learning in my country. We do not even talk about race. I asked for help and while was looked at weirdly I was explained what that means. I learnt that I belong to that box and I had extremely hard time identifying with it. I feel everything except white. My growing up and the privilege of average American, and when I say privilege I do not mean about what somebody has, but what somebody has access to, we could not compare. I could not identify neither compare struggles of me and whites here. I have always been extremely challenged with what people complain and talk about here and what are priorities of people in my and other countries of developing world. To make this shorter ... and as student of social work master program, I was taught and asked that I, as a white person, need to be aware of my privilege and take responsibility while at the same time I had hard time with getting and keeping visa to even stay here. I struggled a lot because I cannot identify with anything white people here are. I do not have any family member before me here in whose name I can apologize for enslaving others or stealing land from First Nations, but I knew wonderfully what means to be oppressed and tortured. The same with my husband, who moved from Africa here in 2007. He never experienced racism in his country. He never was discriminated based on how he looks. He never was looked at down because of the colour of his skin. But topic of slavery became part of him and his identity here. He owns it as I own white privilege. And we found ourselves in those boxes since ... The last thing that resonated with me is that few decades ago our marriage would not be possible. Maybe even not our love. Our beautiful son could not be that easily part of this world and our happiness and whom to love would be strongly impacted with societal norms. Our races would not mix, our cultures would not mix ... We would be victims of awful system. While this is still case in many families this is for sure one privilege we carry with ourselves -- both our families embrace diversity and are happy we are together. What I think matters for them more, I might be wrong, is that religion is same. This is because of nature of problems in countries we are from between Muslims and Christians, Bosnia and Nigeria. To finish this, I do not have anything more to say now except that I am very grateful to all human rights activitists, and people such as Martin Luther King Jr. that lost their lives to make better future for people like me and my husband. Without them, their determination, and sacrifies we would not be happily married today ... Why ... Just because somebody does not like certain skin colour. Times are changing and what is privilege now might not be in the future. World is getting mixed up and I am extremely happy for that.


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Moji problemi u dijaspori

Jutros pijem kaficu sa svojim djetetom kad kljuc neko u bravu... tamo-vamo, tamo-vamo, pokusava da udje. Ja nas prebrojim sve, svi smo tu, te se uputim prema vratima da ufatim tog velikog provalnika i da ga ja pitam kud je posao. Kad neka jadna kineskinja u pidzami, ko zna gdje je isla il odakle se vraca, profulila vrata. Mislim da sam je ja prepala kad sam skocila na nju. A ovo nije prvi put da neki kinez profuli vrata. Pocecu ih po krevetu nalaziti ...


Debate on leadership challenges in a world - moderated by Christiane Amanpour

Izvinjavam se sot je na engleskom, ali hajde, svi to kod nas znaju: From United Nations Human Rights Facebook page I choose to share this lively discussion, moderated by CNN's Christiane Amanpour, with UN Human Rights Chief Zeid Ra'ad Al Hussein and UN High Commissioner for Refugees Antonio Gutteres, on leadership challenges in a world in turmoil. Among the topical issues were: the situation in Syria, ISIL, the rights of migrants, the death penalty, women's rights... The debate was organized by the Sergio Vieira de Mello Foundation and the Graduate Institute to honour the thinking, philosophy and work of Sergio Vieira de Mello who was appointed UN High Commissioner for Human Rights in 2002. One year later, while also acting as the UN Secretary General’s Special Representative in Iraq in 2003, he was tragically killed in a Baghdad terrorist attack.


#Whatdoesittake - to end conflict and suffering in Syria

On March 15 there will be 5 years of conflict in Syria without any signs of its end. From the web site: TAKE ACTION In 2013, the heads of UN agencies sent a message saying “ENOUGH” to the crisis in Syria. But the crisis continues — it enters its fifth year on 15 March. With no end in sight, we ask what does it take for those with political influence to end this senseless suffering once and for all? JOIN IN Join us and express your frustration about the deteriorating humanitarian situation in Syria, and send a message of solidarity to the people of Syria. Take a photo holding the sign #WhatDoesItTake. Post the photo to Facebook, Twitter or Instagram using the hashtag #WhatDoesItTake and adding a message of solidarity for Syria’s people. Example: #WhatDoesItTake to end the #SyriaCrisis. Check this link for more information and pictures:


Skratila sam dijete

Zvuci bizarno ... Sinoc sam osisala svoje dijete a potom je uslijedio najveci tantrum koji sam mogla zamisliti nakon sto se vidio u ogledalo "Vrati mi kosu, vrati mi kosu?" Pa reko ne mogu ti vratiti kosu. Kako? Kada se smirio ajde reko da vidimo koja je logika iza te kose za koju nikada nisam znala da je voli dok je duga. Ma nije ni duga nego ko u onog vala Bratt Simposna -- kilometar iznad glave. Kaze, kada ima veliku kosu onda je veliki djecak, a kada ima malu kosu onda je mali djecak ..... eh pa nikada mi to ne bi palo na pamet. Onda sam mu fino objasnila da ce kosa opet da poraste. Za jedno satak otisao je opet do ogledala i opet poceo da place ..."vidis mama da ne raste, ti mene jazes?"



Iako sam pisala s mnogo prekida ipak sam voljela doci na ovaj bloger i povezati se sa mojim narodom i mojom kulturom. Tesko je reci zbogom i otisnuti se u pronalazenje novog doma. Ja sam stekla mnogo prijatelja ovdje koji su me ucinili cak i sretnijom nego sto i sama jesam. U slucaju da zelite da ostanete povezani Ja cu od sada biti na: Puno pozdrava i hvala vam za sve.


Gubitak ... nije uvijek gubitak

Ponekad kada nesto izgubis, a pri tome mislim na materijalne stvari, ne na osobe, koliko god da je to nesto vrijedilo treba se zabitati da li si uistinu izgubio ili si nesto dobio. Uvijek treba traziti tu lekciju koja se krije ispod specificnog dogadjaja koji nas je pogodio. Sta sam dobio/la kada sam to nesto izgubio/la? Moj je najveci strah nekako bio da ovdje u tudjini izgubim posao na kojem sam ipak crncila, bila jako manje placena nego sto bih trebala, nisam imala priliku da rastem, ali ipak sam imala neku sigurnost koja me je stitila od prisiljavanja same sebe da se otisnem i izadjem na "trziste" i pokusam sebe prodati u boljem svjetlu za bolje pare i iskusam nesto novo. Bojala sam se tog novog i isla po onome "bolje vrag kojeg znas nego andjeo kojeg ne znas". Nesto mi se to nije dalo nikako da radim. Posto sam bila malo placena a zivim u drugom po redu najskupljem gradu na svijetu, morala sam naci jos jedan part-time posao i 3-4 projekta onako okolo. Usput, zna se, ja sam student, supruga i majka djecaka od 4 godine. Gdje me je sve to dovelo? Dovelo me na rub umora, na stalno odsustvo iz kuce i na to da ne vidim svoje dijete. Ali moralo se. Drzala sam cvrsto taj posao a u ono malo slobodnog vremena sam radila sa studentima i ucila gurajuci naprijed svooj vlastiti doktorat. Nedavno smo ja i moja porodica dosli u Bosnu i ostali dva mjeseca. I naravno prva vijest koju sam cula kada sam se vratila jeste da se moja pozicija "zatvorila" i da ne trebam da dodjem na posao u ponedjeljak nego ce me zvati da popunim praznine kada neko ode na odmor ili je bolestan. To mi je bio uzasan licni poraz isprva. Meni da se to dogodi? Meni koja je cuvala taj posao i trudila se? Ja bez para? Ja da ovisim o nekome? To mi je bila prva reakcija. Kada sam sjela i razmislila pocela sam da se pitam da li vrijedi uopste to sto sam ja radila? Kome? Mom djetetu da nesto obezbijedim po cijenu da me ne vidi? Necu vise, rekla sam sama sebi. Drago mi je sto se dogodilo na ovaj nacin jer sama nikada otkaz ne bih dala iz straha koji sam gore opisala. Ali sigurno nikada sebi ne bih priustila da imam malo slobodnog vremena, da ispitam druge opcije, da pokusam naci bolji posao, da uzivam u parkovima i vozicima sa svojim malisanom i da takodje dam sansu mom suprugu da se ustane za nas kao sto i jeste a kao sto sam ga ja do sada sputavala zeleci da sama sve odradim. MOGU JA TO! - moja je stalna uzreka. Ko zna, mozda bih dobila neki srcani udar, mozda bih pregorila ko cevap, ko zna sta sam sve dobila ovom prilikom. Vrijedi li? Od kako se to desilo mene inace zovu na posao svaki dan da popunim praznine i ne daju mi da uzivam u ovo malo slobodnog vremena koje su mi prvobitno dali. Nasla sam izvanredne druge ponude na koje sam pocela da apliciram. Otkrila sam Linkdln i druge mehanizme koje do sada nisam imala priliku da ispitujem i jos uvijek istrazujem ono sto dugo nisam imala priliku da istrazujem. Moj gubitak posla je mozda malo smanjio nas kucni budzet ali je mene obogatio duhovno. Pocela sam razmisljati o pokretanju vlastitog biznisa ....


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