<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491</id><updated>2012-02-09T05:19:12.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie in Mostar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1082611553450616943</id><published>2012-02-09T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T05:19:12.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shelter at Abrasevic</title><content type='html'>OKC Abrasevic has turned temporarily into a drop-in shelter due to the harsh weather conditions in Mostar, where there are electricity shortages in many neighborhoods, meaning no heating for many families, in sub-zero temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families with children and students whose dorms had no heating came to take shelter in Abrasevic, about 50 people in all, seven of them children. About 20 people stayed overnight at OKC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrasevic provided their space, free teas, and heating with gas heaters. Red Cross brought some blankets and camping mattresses, Club Alekse donated hot meals, and individuals also lent their sleeping bags, blankets and clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Articles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://mostarlife.com/u-prihvatnom-centru-abra%C5%A1evi%C4%87a-%C4%8Detrdeset-ljudi-ve%C4%87ina-djece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.radiosarajevo.ba/novost/73731&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1082611553450616943?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1082611553450616943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1082611553450616943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1082611553450616943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1082611553450616943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2012/02/shelter-at-abrasevic.html' title='Shelter at Abrasevic'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5671627575848502239</id><published>2011-01-31T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T05:56:15.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope Thru Art</title><content type='html'>Listen to a &lt;a href=" http://media.city-gates.org/podcast_episodes/889/audio/Hope_Thru_Art_original.mp3"&gt; podcast&lt;/a&gt; with Hope Thru Art, an organization that creates art with and for the homeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5671627575848502239?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5671627575848502239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5671627575848502239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5671627575848502239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5671627575848502239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2011/01/hope-thru-art.html' title='Hope Thru Art'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1012926552125874332</id><published>2010-12-20T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T05:25:05.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No time to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>A major European issue is the exportation of Roma, most recently from from France and also from Germany. This issue has come to Bosnia-Herzegovina as well, now that the situation in Kosovo has calmed down, Roma from Kosovo, who have lived in BH for over 10 years, are now being returned. It hits young people the hardest-- having to leave basically the only home they ever knew. Now they have Serbian passports and can come to visit, can even travel to European countries, but they have to finish school, find jobs and make a new life for themselves in Serbia. Some young people from our church have had to return to Serbia and a youth worker from Mostar wrote a song, recorded it, and made this music video with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wsu_HKaYvbI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wsu_HKaYvbI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1012926552125874332?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1012926552125874332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1012926552125874332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1012926552125874332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1012926552125874332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='No time to say goodbye'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1834934506393669920</id><published>2010-12-07T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T05:33:22.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abras MEDIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/TP43BauY4aI/AAAAAAAAALw/y-EiQhozs6k/s1600/abrasmedialogo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 75px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/TP43BauY4aI/AAAAAAAAALw/y-EiQhozs6k/s400/abrasmedialogo.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547932288460317090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AbrasMEDIA, socially engaged media, is an independent youth media housed in OKC Abrasevic, with its own internet radio, TV show (in cooperation with local tv station RTV Mostar and the US embassy) and Youtube channel. Funders past and present include the Czech embassy in Sarajevo and the National Endowment for Democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abrasmedia.info/index.php/english.html"&gt; Click here to read articles from AbrasMEDIA translated into English &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1834934506393669920?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1834934506393669920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1834934506393669920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1834934506393669920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1834934506393669920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/12/abras-media.html' title='Abras MEDIA'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/TP43BauY4aI/AAAAAAAAALw/y-EiQhozs6k/s72-c/abrasmedialogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7107844944528303633</id><published>2010-11-15T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T06:27:04.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostar TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/TOFBsCdYl-I/AAAAAAAAALo/oPTL44t8bIM/s1600/mostartv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/TOFBsCdYl-I/AAAAAAAAALo/oPTL44t8bIM/s400/mostartv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539781241472587746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo.StarT-V (MOstar.STrategies and Activities to Realize Training in Videojournalism) is a school of video journalism housed by OKC Abrasevic, led by Italian filmmaker Gianpaolo Rampini. The project is funded by Italian Region Friuli Venezia Giulia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first phase of the project has ended-- a two month video workshop (basic training in camera and editing). Now the 9 workshop participants (researchers, camermen, editors and distributors) need to complete the second phase of the project- making a short documentary about public spaces in Mostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually the goal is to form an independent video production house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7107844944528303633?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7107844944528303633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7107844944528303633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7107844944528303633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7107844944528303633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/11/mostar-tv.html' title='Mostar TV'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/TOFBsCdYl-I/AAAAAAAAALo/oPTL44t8bIM/s72-c/mostartv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1131012008461623589</id><published>2010-05-07T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:25:04.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partizan il' domobran?</title><content type='html'>Mostar il' Sarajevo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4Sh3ZkJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/QjD_J2-IrA4/s1600/partizan+sa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4Sh3ZkJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/QjD_J2-IrA4/s400/partizan+sa+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468487369769980050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4SebrBHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f8D3Uijky0I/s1600/partizan+sa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4SebrBHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/f8D3Uijky0I/s400/partizan+sa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468487368848376946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4SCR9Z3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/3UX2E0ghJ3E/s1600/partizan+mo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4SCR9Z3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/3UX2E0ghJ3E/s400/partizan+mo+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468487361291446130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4RgZx1yI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9yKZOpi-wz4/s1600/partizan+mo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4RgZx1yI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9yKZOpi-wz4/s400/partizan+mo+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468487352197437218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4RJHdaTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mmsiQEcfyGk/s1600/partizan+mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4RJHdaTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mmsiQEcfyGk/s400/partizan+mo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468487345946585394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1131012008461623589?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1131012008461623589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1131012008461623589' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1131012008461623589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1131012008461623589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/05/partizan-il-domobran.html' title='Partizan il&apos; domobran?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S-P4Sh3ZkJI/AAAAAAAAAK4/QjD_J2-IrA4/s72-c/partizan+sa+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-3995373018020708743</id><published>2010-03-30T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T04:24:57.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing on the Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S7HfFUaJ3eI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FbZ7p2T5-gc/s1600/abrasradio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S7HfFUaJ3eI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FbZ7p2T5-gc/s400/abrasradio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454385906193128930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S7HfF169_YI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E0ajiLVa5fo/s1600/grafit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S7HfF169_YI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E0ajiLVa5fo/s400/grafit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454385915189132674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a difference (good) graffiti makes in a city, creates a feeling of true urbanism... I posted on the blog before anti-fascist graffiti from Novi Sad and take now a moment to share the newly graffiti'd Abras Media Radio container and graffiti from Turin, where we went in November for an exchange with Radio TRIP. There is also now wonderful anti-fa graffiti all over Mostar, but I don't have photos of it-- yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-3995373018020708743?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/3995373018020708743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=3995373018020708743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3995373018020708743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3995373018020708743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/03/writing-on-wall.html' title='Writing on the Wall'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S7HfFUaJ3eI/AAAAAAAAAKA/FbZ7p2T5-gc/s72-c/abrasradio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7593729556254219518</id><published>2010-03-15T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:21:38.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art in Divided Cities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S55PjxAiFZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u2D_leA8RDY/s1600-h/derry_walls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S55PjxAiFZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u2D_leA8RDY/s400/derry_walls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448880075034465682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are two articles which I wrote for Art in Divided Cities (www.artindicities.org), an art production group housed in OKC Abrasevic. Their project proposes to research the concept of divided cities through the medium of various forms of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artindicities.org/news.php?subaction=showfull&amp;id=1260885392&amp;archive=&amp;start_from=&amp;ucat=2&amp;"&gt; Derry / Londonderry &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artindicities.org/news.php?subaction=showfull&amp;id=1268486802&amp;archive=&amp;start_from=&amp;ucat=2&amp;"&gt; Pendleton's Underground City &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S55P54yphJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tLBomos26jQ/s1600-h/no.+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S55P54yphJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tLBomos26jQ/s400/no.+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448880455080838290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7593729556254219518?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7593729556254219518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7593729556254219518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7593729556254219518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7593729556254219518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/03/art-in-divided-cities.html' title='Art in Divided Cities'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/S55PjxAiFZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/u2D_leA8RDY/s72-c/derry_walls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8302713907572498206</id><published>2010-03-03T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:09:44.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Landscape</title><content type='html'>As confirmation on a higher level of the kind of pressure media is under, which we felt on a micro-level with the You Tube video about Dex---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BiH Media and Media Regulators Under Pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarajevo, 23 February 2010 – “The OSCE Mission to BiH is deeply concerned that political pressure on media outlets and agencies in Bosnia and Herzegovina is on the increase”, the OSCE warns in its report “BiH Media and Media Regulators Under Pressure”, released today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OSCE calls current developments in the media landscape “worrying” as they impact on the freedom of press and media regulators and the availability of quality information to BiH citizens. The report is addressed to the media and main political representatives and relevant institutions at the state and entity levels, as well as the international community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It draws attention to a number of recent dismissals within media outlets that give the impression that the media remain vulnerable to political interference. The report also underlines that continuing disagreements on the workings of and appointments in the Communications Regulatory Agency are undermining its independence. It continues by emphasizing the lack of implementation of BiH’s state-of-the-art legislation in regulating the media. The OSCE is also concerned that reports of physical assaults on journalists are increasingly provoking little reaction, despite a rise in the number of such attacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8302713907572498206?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8302713907572498206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8302713907572498206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8302713907572498206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8302713907572498206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/03/media-landscape.html' title='Media Landscape'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-9076791766754446126</id><published>2010-02-24T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T07:28:17.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kre(A)ktiva</title><content type='html'>On February 14, I was part of a celebration of a certain holiday-- that is, the anniversary of the liberation of Mostar from fascism in WWII. We cleaned graffiti from a socialist monument on the Bulevar in the center of the city. This video is an interview with Dex who started an "anti-fa" group, along with footage from a work meeting (anti-fascist posters, t-shirts and graffiti) and then the cleaning action. Shot and edited by Lidija, a young volunteer in Abras Media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ I deleted the video for Dex's safety... Some neo-fascists armed with bats were hunting for Dex at his school. Thankfully they didn't manage to get ahold of him. ]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-9076791766754446126?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/9076791766754446126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=9076791766754446126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/9076791766754446126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/9076791766754446126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/02/kreaktiva.html' title='Kre(A)ktiva'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-2939338606251503273</id><published>2010-02-05T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T03:48:54.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostar Metal Storm</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Robi, the current editor of AbrasMedia, a team of young people from both sides of Mostar has come together to create this community radio offering. Anyone who has an idea can come to OKC, receive some training and start broadcasting. Shows range from punk music and social issues, to heavy metal music, to readings of comic strips. A promotional event was held in Abrasevic, featuring young metal bands and a projection of the internet portal and radio site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E9pnvJ-6Isc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E9pnvJ-6Isc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-2939338606251503273?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/2939338606251503273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=2939338606251503273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2939338606251503273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2939338606251503273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/02/mostar-metal-storm.html' title='Mostar Metal Storm'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5238623246848005875</id><published>2010-01-11T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:52:27.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>036 Crew</title><content type='html'>This summer I worked with a group of young rappers to film them performing the song that they wrote for the annual bridge-diving festival in Mostar. A friend kindly volunteered his time to give me advice and do color correction... Here is the finished product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqQmdPnQxp0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqQmdPnQxp0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5238623246848005875?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5238623246848005875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5238623246848005875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5238623246848005875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5238623246848005875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/01/036-crew.html' title='036 Crew'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-6730724490877550581</id><published>2010-01-05T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T09:34:20.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayd u Park!</title><content type='html'>Abrasevic was featured on Hayd u Park, a youth program of the Federal TV station, in December. This video features interviews with the Czech ambassador, Marko Tomas (OKC club manager), Robert Jandric (editor of Abras Radio), Dex (OKC volunteer) and.... ME! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things about the video is that it features summer footage of OKC, before the remodel of the facade and before the death of the dogs who lived in the Abrasevic courtyard. So it's like travelling back in time and looking toward the future at the same time! Great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NqLMvD3kqGw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NqLMvD3kqGw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-6730724490877550581?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/6730724490877550581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=6730724490877550581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6730724490877550581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6730724490877550581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2010/01/hayd-u-park.html' title='Hayd u Park!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-4560590675142800558</id><published>2009-12-15T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:23:19.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostar will have a mayor!</title><content type='html'>Mostar will have a mayor!! The following is the statement by Valentin Inzko, head of OHR in BiH, made yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also taking a decision on Mostar today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are aware, we have not had an elected Mayor for 14 months, nor a budget for 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has dramatic consequences on the citizens of Mostar and it is scandalous and shocking that political leaders, which they have elected to address these issues, have shown no serious willingness to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already had to act twice on Mostar – you know that I did it reluctantly and I only used my Bonn powers in a technical way to extend the budget and also to impose secret balloting, which is in the Statute of Mostar, Article 36..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the secret vote has been misused this time, and bearing in mind the deteriorating conditions in the city, I now have to step in, in Mostar, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to amend the city statute, because previously there was no need to amend the city statute, because secret balloting is foreseen anyway in the city statute, it was only not applied. But, this time I have to amend the city statute in order to introduce a simple majority in the third round of voting in Mostar. Accordingly, in the first two rounds, a two-thirds majority will be necessary according to the city statute. But, in the third round, a simple majority of councilors present and voting will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully – and I have included a clause obliging political parties to attend the session in this respect - this will result in the election of a Mayor. We still have this necessity of having a qualified presence during the voting – a quorum, which means that at least 18 city councilors would have to be present. I think this is very important to maintain the legality, legitimacy and dignity of the new Mayor, and that he is being elected by more than half of the city councilors. Otherwise, it could happen with just a simple majority. Without quorum it could happen that he would get four votes or three votes or whatever. This we would like to prevent, so we are asking for a quorum during the election. And, if this quorum is achieved, a simple majority would suffice of those present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided to include a provision dealing with the budget, setting tight timelines for the Mayor to formulate a proposal and for the City Council to adopt it. Should it fail, the Mayor could adopt the budget himself. This is about the 2009 budget, which has to be closed in order to allow the city of Mostar to prepare for the 2010 budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust that with these measures, and with the willingness of all political actors, we can finally move forward on this and reach a situation where the citizens of Mostar’s legitimate expectations are finally addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for your attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-4560590675142800558?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/4560590675142800558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=4560590675142800558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4560590675142800558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4560590675142800558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/12/mostar-will-have-mayor.html' title='Mostar will have a mayor!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-3133906140407446072</id><published>2009-12-10T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T03:39:01.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fildžan sevdaha!</title><content type='html'>This is the jingle for my radio show on Abraš Radio (http://radio.abrasmedia.info)&lt;br /&gt;Tune in on Wednesdays from 7-8 pm Bosnian time for an hour of traditional Bosnian music, presented in an untraditional manner! Our motto: "it's not your grandma's sevdah"!&lt;br /&gt;Listen on the internet, the radio is 24 hours a day, seven days a week!&lt;br /&gt;But especially listen on Wednesdays during my show!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhZyP7DlUWg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhZyP7DlUWg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-3133906140407446072?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/3133906140407446072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=3133906140407446072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3133906140407446072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3133906140407446072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/12/fildzan-sevdaha.html' title='Fildžan sevdaha!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-315263133818855855</id><published>2009-11-24T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T03:18:35.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italian for Beginners</title><content type='html'>In October, a team from the Abrašević media center (including yours truly) spent a week in Turin to learn about web radio in a youth center called CPG. Below is a short video I made which some activities of the center. I especially love the breakdancers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqmrYaUtX9g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CqmrYaUtX9g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-315263133818855855?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/315263133818855855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=315263133818855855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/315263133818855855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/315263133818855855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/11/italian-for-beginners.html' title='Italian for Beginners'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-958107326049532233</id><published>2009-11-24T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T03:16:18.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AbrašRadio!</title><content type='html'>Abrašević Media Center has started up again with web radio-- the first, and only, web radio station in all of Bosnia-Herzegovina! listen to a wonderful mix of alternative music and news by going to www.abrasmedia.info and clicking on the link on the left hand side of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Facebook Fan Badge START --&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: #3B5998;padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.facebook.com/images/fb_logo_small.png" alt="Facebook" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://badge.facebook.com/badge/174912181121.1103945.1630333001.png" alt="" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #EDEFF4;display: block;border-right: 1px solid #D8DFEA;border-bottom: 1px solid #D8DFEA;border-left: 1px solid #D8DFEA;margin: 0px;padding: 0px 0px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background: #EDEFF4;display: block;padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.facebook.com/images/icons/fbpage.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p style="color: #808080;font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;margin: 0px 0px 0px 0px;padding: 0px 8px 0px 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Katie-Hampton/1103945" title="Katie Hampton" target="_TOP" style="color: #3B5998;font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;font-weight: normal;margin: 0px;padding: 0px 0px 0px 0px;text-decoration: none;"&gt;Katie Hampton&lt;/a&gt; is a fan of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: #FFFFFF;clear: both;display: block;margin: 0px;overflow: hidden;padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/AbrasMEDIA-Radio/174912181121" title="AbrašMEDIA Radio" target="_TOP" style="border: 0px;color: #3B5998;font-family: verdana;font-size: 12px;font-weight: bold;margin: 0px;padding: 0px;text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.facebook.com/profile/pic.php?oid=AAAAAQAQnO-go3OYiQzawRoijg5SAQAAAAzjWBneNkgYL38ci_gK8NRJ&amp;amp;size=square" style="border: 0px;margin: 0px;padding: 0px;" alt="AbrašMEDIA Radio" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" style="padding: 0px 8px 0px 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/AbrasMEDIA-Radio/174912181121" title="AbrašMEDIA Radio" target="_TOP" style="border: 0px;color: #3B5998;font-family: verdana;font-size: 12px;font-weight: bold;margin: 0px;padding: 0px;text-decoration: none;"&gt;AbrašMEDIA Radio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: block;float: right;margin: 0px;padding: 4px 0px 0px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/facebook-widgets/fanbadges.php" title="Create your Fan Badge" target="_TOP" style="color: #3B5998;font-family: verdana;font-size: 11px;font-weight: none;margin: 0px;padding: 0px;text-decoration: none;"&gt;Create your Fan Badge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- Facebook Fan Badge END --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-958107326049532233?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/958107326049532233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=958107326049532233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/958107326049532233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/958107326049532233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/11/abrasradio.html' title='AbrašRadio!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-241326739994046650</id><published>2009-11-24T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T04:43:44.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Šargijaš</title><content type='html'>I went to a refugee camp near Mostar in order to do some filming for a humanitarian organization (Mission without Borders), which works there. While there, I was struck by the problems these internally displaced people face, but also by the courage and creativity with which they live in such difficult surroundings. One man, Pavao Tuljić, played for us on a Bosnian traditional instrument called the šargija. (A šargija player is called a "šargijaš".) Below is a short video I made of an interview with him and then him playing. (For those who don't speak Bosnian, you might want to skip to the part where he is playing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dyU4SxMBgR0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dyU4SxMBgR0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-241326739994046650?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/241326739994046650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=241326739994046650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/241326739994046650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/241326739994046650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/11/sargijas.html' title='Šargijaš'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5428882505631003538</id><published>2009-10-09T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:42:48.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Center for Information!</title><content type='html'>Two more short videos I made for the Info Center in Abrasevic, about the training for peer educators and the school presentations by peer educators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMy5JDckkng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UMy5JDckkng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gkouI6teC2w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gkouI6teC2w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5428882505631003538?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5428882505631003538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5428882505631003538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5428882505631003538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5428882505631003538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/10/center-for-information.html' title='Center for Information!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7068135247227439145</id><published>2009-09-16T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T06:36:29.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Democracy in Translation</title><content type='html'>Trailer of a documentary film about the beginnings of Pokret DOSTA! in Sarajevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The film was created as an attempt to document one of the most important triumphs of civil society in BH, and to explain the views, opinions and happenings during the protests in Sarajevo in 2008 as a reaction to the murder of teenager Denis Mrnjavac. We want to show that in BH civil democracy is possible and that citizens can effect change in their society through active engagement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgmEI3WRC5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgmEI3WRC5s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7068135247227439145?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7068135247227439145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7068135247227439145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7068135247227439145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7068135247227439145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/09/democracy-in-translation.html' title='Democracy in Translation'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-4316954638696985620</id><published>2009-09-14T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:37:53.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Info for all!</title><content type='html'>This is a short video I made for the Info Centar in Abrasevic, which provides peer education about sexual and reproductive health for schools and institutions in Mostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j09UUUUe3Uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j09UUUUe3Uc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-4316954638696985620?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/4316954638696985620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=4316954638696985620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4316954638696985620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4316954638696985620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/09/info-for-all.html' title='Info for all!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7047616322799088473</id><published>2009-09-14T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:35:48.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne zaUSTAVljate nas!</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of August, Pokret DOSTA! had a national gathering in Mostar to promote a petition drive for direct democracy, called "Ne ZaUSTAVljate nas", translated as "Don't stop us", but it's also a pun in Bosnian because the word for constitution "ustav" in in the middle of the word "stop". Bosnia-Herzegovina is hampered politically by the post-war constitution (among other things), and one concrete measure that the DOSTA! movement wants to take in making politicians more accountable to voters is introducing this provision for direct democracy, basically, advocating for referendums to have more of a political impact. I made a short video of the petition drive, which was held in a village market near Mostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loose translations of the interviews:&lt;br /&gt;"Parliament doesn't have to take petitions into consideration, but when we finish this petition drive, if we collect enough signatures, Parliament will be legally obligated to consider petitions more seriously. Just put down your name, signature and social security number."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're forcing politicians to take us seriously at last and to realize that citizens can change something, that politicians don't have absolute power in the period between each election."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we're not aware of the fact that we can change something, then we wouldn't be doing this. We would be sitting somewhere having coffee, not walking around in the heat collecting signatures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we try, there's a big chance that we can change something. If we don't try, then we know for sure that nothing will change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The music in the video is from the local rapper Frenkie and his song "Promjene". The chorus says, "It's not getting better because we're just waiting for change", and then the slogan at the end of the video says, "Don't just wait for change!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LHgCZaA6-5c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LHgCZaA6-5c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7047616322799088473?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7047616322799088473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7047616322799088473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7047616322799088473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7047616322799088473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/09/ne-zaustavljate-nas.html' title='Ne zaUSTAVljate nas!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5686688243602886643</id><published>2009-07-29T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:57:41.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crime and Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balkan Insight article:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tensions are running high in Mostar, in southern Bosnia and Herzegovina, following the murder of a member of a local radical Muslim Wahhabi sect."&lt;br /&gt;http://www.balkaninsight.com/en/main/news/21182/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOSTA! movement press statement: Stop hate speech now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DOSTA! movement strongly condemns the recent murder of Magdi Dizdarević, a young man from Mostar who found himself in the wrong place at the wrong time and paid with his life for his attempt to help a man in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We demand that the relevant agencies do their job, conduct the investigation and promptly bring the guilty to justice. It is a disgrace that Magdi's murderers are freely moving about Mostar, while the police, in spite of many eye witnesses, announce that the investigation will take months and that they have no basis on which to apprehend suspects. Our streets are already filled with murders who walk at liberty and unaccused criminals, while ordinary citizens increasingly fear for their own personal safety on those same streets. This is the last chance for those in authority to finally take on their responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We invite all actors in the public sphere to abstain from inappropriate and rude commentary by which they want to use this tragedy to spread hate speech, creating new divisions in society and political marketing. We call on our fellow citizens not to allow the loss of yet another human life to be justified for any kind of reasons or to use it as a means to incite further violence. It is saddening and frightening that the need exists at all to remind people to be human. But that is exactly what we most need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope that citizens of Mostar will show that they have enough human solidarity and civic responsibility not only to insist that the responsible authorities take action immediately, but also that they come forward with any information they might have, in order that Magdi's killers will be apprehended as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5686688243602886643?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5686688243602886643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5686688243602886643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5686688243602886643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5686688243602886643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/07/crime-and-politics.html' title='Crime and Politics'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5125662177624839620</id><published>2009-07-13T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T04:40:20.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Theater of the Absurd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SltSlAvGPmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H0Js9GFNi0A/s1600-h/dosta_plakati_070709_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SltSlAvGPmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H0Js9GFNi0A/s320/dosta_plakati_070709_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357966977493515874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"What is the reason for these posters? Because of the situation in Mostar, we have already several times invited the city council to do its job and even asked OHR to be involved in the question of Mostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OHR has not in any way answer the letter we sent which was signed by some 700 citizens, so we are not relying on help from the Office any longer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; As far as the city councillor are concerned, if they had any sense of shame, conscious or courage, they would already have handed in their own resignations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, the problem is much greater, the problem is that the city council has turned into a chess game of nationalist politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; As many members of the media have already commented, it is clear that the problem is connected with HDZ - SDA. One side says, "We made an agreement, which they have not respected", while the other side always replies that the agreement was different from what the other side said.  They prefer to keep the citizens of Mostar as "sheep in a pen", separated, deceived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; This is the reason for these posters. That we show  Čović, Tihić and their cronies (because there are still more "Čović"s and "Tihić"s out there!) that they will not succeed. We don't recognize a border at the Boulevard, for us Mostar doesn't have two sides-- only the river Neretva has two sides.  &lt;p&gt; What is even more important is that because of these "sheep corrals" with nationalistic shepherds, Mostarians are going hungry. Shame on you all, they are not seeking what belongs to you or to others, but rather simply to what they have earned. And you, Čović i Tihić, are forcing them to seem pathetic because they must beg you to feed them at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; We remind you again, our citizens are endangered not by nationalism but by social conditions!   &lt;/p&gt; The tragedy, gentlemen, is what you are doing. But because of our fellow citizens and future generations, we will not allow this to continue! And you cannot silence us. While your black pawns and you kings make your moves on this chessboard, we will stand as a mass of white pawns. We won't allow you to make the first move any longer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--press release of the DOSTA! movement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5125662177624839620?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5125662177624839620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5125662177624839620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5125662177624839620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5125662177624839620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/07/theater-of-absurd.html' title='Theater of the Absurd'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SltSlAvGPmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/H0Js9GFNi0A/s72-c/dosta_plakati_070709_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7713227246576558794</id><published>2009-07-13T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:23:49.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SltQZdd07zI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QfF97GiG2Gw/s1600-h/po+zakonu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SltQZdd07zI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QfF97GiG2Gw/s320/po+zakonu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357964580024020786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A billboard in the center of Mostar pokes fun at recently-resigned premiere Nedžad Branković, who was implicated in a corruption scandal related to a property deal. When questioned on how he had actually purchased his apartment, he replied "I don't remember... but I did it legally." The billboard says-- "Best deal on apartment! 1.23 sq meters, 920 KM (nb: about $600) with a certificate of value. Real Estate done legally".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7713227246576558794?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7713227246576558794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7713227246576558794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7713227246576558794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7713227246576558794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/07/apartment-hunting.html' title='Apartment hunting'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SltQZdd07zI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QfF97GiG2Gw/s72-c/po+zakonu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1714156692711764735</id><published>2009-06-14T10:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:06:41.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If only...</title><content type='html'>Sevdah is the traditional music of Bosnia, sometimes called "Bosnian blues". Damir Imamović, who plays often at Abrašević, sings classic sevdah with some modern touches. This is a music video of Damir and his band performing "Da sam ptica" (If only I were a bird), and was partly filmed in Abrašević.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damir Imamović's new video is part of a documentary film under the working title of 'Sevdah Pictionary', which was filmed by the Bosnian-Croatian production house DIM. Audio on which the video is based is an authentic recording from a concert by the Damir Imamović Trio in Mostar's Abrašević, which was held in Nov. 2007."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1ioAEkTGD4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1ioAEkTGD4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1714156692711764735?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1714156692711764735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1714156692711764735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1714156692711764735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1714156692711764735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-only.html' title='If only...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-2347398111942941227</id><published>2009-06-13T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T04:19:03.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefighters of the world, unite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SjOKrT_HNUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HIIkjdCRPpY/s1600-h/vatrogasci_120609_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SjOKrT_HNUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HIIkjdCRPpY/s320/vatrogasci_120609_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346769659322905922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mostar firefighters are on strike (štrajk in Bosnian) because due to the current political crisis they haven't been paid in 3 months. Yesterday they staged a demonstration in front of city hall, with signs saying "we're hungry!" and "Ljubo (local politician), we have children too!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-2347398111942941227?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/2347398111942941227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=2347398111942941227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2347398111942941227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2347398111942941227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/06/firefighters-of-world-unite.html' title='Firefighters of the world, unite!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SjOKrT_HNUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HIIkjdCRPpY/s72-c/vatrogasci_120609_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8344074442490791906</id><published>2009-06-12T01:22:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:29:09.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Petition in the Yugosphere</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, the Mostar cell of the DOSTA! movement organized a petition to the Office of the High Representative to finally intervene in Mostar. OHR has the authority to put pressure on the city council to finally choose a mayor and adopt a city budget (now 8 months after the election). The firefighters of the city are on strike and the hot weather of summer is already here... The next city council meeting is on Monday. Will Mostar have a mayor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activists from DOSTA! collected 600 signatures over a period of 4 hours in three locations in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, this video about the Bosnian-Herzegovinian political situation is edited to a song called "Zašto te imam" (Why do I have you?) by Croatian band Elemental, yet another illustration of what journalist Tim Judah calls the "Yugosphere", the inter-connectedness of the former Yugoslav states (culturally, economically) though they are now all independent nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCC6DMQYMmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCC6DMQYMmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8344074442490791906?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8344074442490791906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8344074442490791906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8344074442490791906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8344074442490791906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/06/petition-in-yugosphere.html' title='A Petition in the Yugosphere'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-428145761733408889</id><published>2009-06-02T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T02:54:01.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aurash!</title><content type='html'>This weekend in Abrašević, young local actors will perform a play based on an ancient Persian myth, written and directed here by an Iranian-Canadian, with sound effects produced by Bosnian sound artists. I had the chance to shoot during their rehearsals and here is the video that I made-- for those who can't make it to Mostar for the weekend! The play, whose unlikely herdsman-turned-archer communicates a power message of pacifism, draws on eastern-influenced acting methods (Japanese Noh theater, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ifm7aIZ1dI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Ifm7aIZ1dI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-428145761733408889?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/428145761733408889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=428145761733408889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/428145761733408889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/428145761733408889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/06/aurash.html' title='Aurash!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-6940409447340124914</id><published>2009-06-02T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T02:48:42.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Šuti! Trpi!</title><content type='html'>In March, the United Trade Unions of Mostar held a warning strike and a protest in front of the cantonal education office in protest of the cantonal government's decision to reduce the pay of all teachers by 15%-- but not to reduce the pay of government workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protest was really significant because the Bosniak and Croats teacher's unions supported the strike together. Bosnia-Herzegovina has a divided school system-- the students are taught either "Bosnian" or "Croatian" language (about as different as British and American English), different versions of history (especially recent history), etc. The vacations are different, because the Croat children have holidays during Christmas and the Bosniak children during bajram. Sometimes, to increase the irony, these school systems are actually in the same building, but at different times of the day- the so-called "two schools under one roof".  But, in this one act of protest, these two teacher's unions banded together and staged a joint protest. About 500 people showed up, which is absolutely huge for a city like Mostar. (Video edited to the song "Šuti, Trpi" by Dubioza Kolektiv, a song about the corruption of politicians in this country and how these politicians expect that no one will stand up and make them stop. Note: Last week, corrupt (ex)premier of the Federation, Nedžad Branković, handed in his resignation due to pressure from citizen groups.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hoW-cdWr1fo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hoW-cdWr1fo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-6940409447340124914?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/6940409447340124914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=6940409447340124914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6940409447340124914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6940409447340124914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/06/suti-trpi.html' title='Šuti! Trpi!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7364790275775933031</id><published>2009-05-12T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:01:51.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bajke u Slici</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SgkspILFkcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y5D0C1q7gE4/s1600-h/mostar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SgkspILFkcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y5D0C1q7gE4/s320/mostar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334844318677307842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the style of this map/painting of Mostar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7364790275775933031?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7364790275775933031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7364790275775933031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7364790275775933031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7364790275775933031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/05/bajke-u-slici.html' title='Bajke u Slici'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SgkspILFkcI/AAAAAAAAAI8/y5D0C1q7gE4/s72-c/mostar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-6050712883551898344</id><published>2009-05-11T02:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:47:24.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Environment and Organic Production</title><content type='html'>In March 2008, OKC Abrasevic/Film Klub, in cooperation with an Italian development NGO (CEFA) sponsored a video workshop to promote the concept of organic and local food. I participated in this workshop, which produced one mini-documentary about a local organic farmer and several educational video spots. It was a great experience for me to learn about video and documentary filmmaking, plus it was a lot of fun. Finally (um, a year later...) I figured out how to convert, compress and put this material on You-tube! Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rOBCdjnGXMk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rOBCdjnGXMk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQ5trevQgzM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQ5trevQgzM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-6050712883551898344?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/6050712883551898344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=6050712883551898344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6050712883551898344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6050712883551898344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/05/environment-and-organic-production.html' title='The Environment and Organic Production'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8768615029892637693</id><published>2009-04-29T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:08:31.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Resistance</title><content type='html'>Dubioza Kolektiv wrote a song for the DOSTA! movement-- rap as it was first intended, to speak about the problems of the people! of the neighborhoods! of the streets! Below is the English translation of the lyrics (not a totally literal translation, but good enough!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mobilize. Organize. Resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pEdOXNH2n1k"&gt;Dubioze Kolektiva, feauring Frenkie, DOSTA! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEdOXNH2n1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pEdOXNH2n1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too long they've decided for me which God I believe in. I won't give up, I'm going to act. They leave me only suppressed tensions, while the truth has three different versions. It's echoing, echoing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best system there is. Bread and circuses, you're neither hungry nor full. This is the worst system there is. Gentlemen, you will not always be hidden behind walls. You are a special breed, you're the cream of the crop. Because of you, the anthem is silent, our anthem is mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosnia dear mother, Herzegovina, you will always be the land and we will be the manure. If you are fed up with everything and you want a better life, take control and have an opinion. Be the king of your own mind. The system will come apart, stitch by stitch. Rise up and fight, move toward freedom because this train going to fall into the water. You're quiet and that pleases them. Be a fire in which the system will burn. Is there life after democracy? While the three same parties are always in power, the elections are like nationalist sheep corrals, staged disputes, always the same bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trilemma", dilemma of the system, it seems that there's no solution, business is the only motif, our government is dedicated to dozing. Hey no problem, no problem. Every vote you give is important, in this game they are always mine, yours, ours... The three are the same just with a different slant, the government belongs to them and it smells like a lie, I know it, and you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I say Enough! now I say Enough, I'm going to fight because that's all that's left, Now I say enough, this is the last bit of pride left to me. Now I'm saying Enough, we're going to the plateau because that's all that's left to us. Now I say Enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tesanjskagradina.com/cms/images/dubioza%20kolektiv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8768615029892637693?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8768615029892637693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8768615029892637693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8768615029892637693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8768615029892637693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/04/resistance.html' title='The Resistance'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8975049528198129274</id><published>2009-04-29T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T04:47:29.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the DOSTA! movement?</title><content type='html'>Come and Say, ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;Activist movement of citizens, DOSTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOSTA! is an activist movement of citizens of Bosnia-Herzegovina which fights for the dignity of citizens of BH, is involved in activating and engaging people in solving the acute problems of society, and desires to create an active and aware citizen opposition in BH through public expressions of civil dissatisfaction, active and direct participation of greater and greater numbers of citizens as well as directly impacting the socio-political processes. The movement does this through the engagement of groups and individuals, as well as organizations and institutions which share the values and principles of the movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems:&lt;br /&gt;-inert and passive citizenry&lt;br /&gt;-critically low level of citizen participation in public life&lt;br /&gt;-lack of strong and independent activist citizen initiatives in BH&lt;br /&gt;-ignorant and unaccountable political machine&lt;br /&gt;-alarming social and economic situation and the great number of problems to be resolved&lt;br /&gt;-critical situation of at-risk populations in BH&lt;br /&gt;-feelings of powerlessness among citizens of BH to ever be able impact the decisions which concern them&lt;br /&gt;-poor communication of citizens with the government and politicians generally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals of the DOSTA! Movement&lt;br /&gt;-To create and amass an engaged and credible citizen-led initiative for the public expression of civil dissatisfaction&lt;br /&gt;-Empowering the role of citizens in the decision-making process and strengthening citizen participation&lt;br /&gt;-Recognizing the key social and economic problems of BH citizens and engaging the public in solving them&lt;br /&gt;-Affecting the accountability of the political machine and institutions in all parts of BH and all levels of government.&lt;br /&gt;-In a creative, engaged and uncompromising way, developing civic awareness about the power of active and massive participation through reacting to current problems and insisting that they be solved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and Principles of Work&lt;br /&gt;-the movement must be independent from all political parties and initiatives, as well as from nongovernmental organizations and any kind of institution&lt;br /&gt;-members of the movement must be disciplined and committed&lt;br /&gt;-the movement must be open to all types of people, interests and activities, insofar as they are in accordance with the goals and values of the movement&lt;br /&gt;-the movement must be public and accessible to all&lt;br /&gt;-the movement does not make any kind of compromise in any situation with the government or politicians, rather it uncompromisingly insists on the fulfillment of its own goals and demands&lt;br /&gt;-DOSTA! is a movement of BH citizens and is simply open to all&lt;br /&gt;-No activity of the movement may be in any way contrary to the values and goals of the movement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Values&lt;br /&gt;-Trust&lt;br /&gt;-Solidarity&lt;br /&gt;-Uncompromising&lt;br /&gt;-Persistence&lt;br /&gt;-Social justice&lt;br /&gt;-Dignity&lt;br /&gt;-Awareness of citizens&lt;br /&gt;-Absolute power to the voice of the people&lt;br /&gt;-No nationalism or promotion of national interests&lt;br /&gt;-Creativity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sarajevo-x.com/media/images/vijesti/060618013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8975049528198129274?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8975049528198129274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8975049528198129274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8975049528198129274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8975049528198129274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-dosta-movement.html' title='What is the DOSTA! movement?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5535310767903189609</id><published>2009-04-24T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:40:12.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting up a Facade: Nov 08; Nov 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfGyaB-YHBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7eP9hspIjy8/s1600-h/okc+old+facade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfGyaB-YHBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7eP9hspIjy8/s200/okc+old+facade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328235994432412690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfGy_5afeAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tXGIKoV67mU/s1600-h/rekonstrukcija_zgrade_i_sale_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfGy_5afeAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tXGIKoV67mU/s320/rekonstrukcija_zgrade_i_sale_23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328236644969445378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5535310767903189609?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5535310767903189609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5535310767903189609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5535310767903189609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5535310767903189609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/04/putting-up-facade-nov-08-nov-09.html' title='Putting up a Facade: Nov 08; Nov 09'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfGyaB-YHBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7eP9hspIjy8/s72-c/okc+old+facade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7672047613943552965</id><published>2009-04-13T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T03:10:59.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Easter means</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter! Christ is risen, He is risen indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful Easter. After the service, everyone in the congregation stayed to have cake and coffee together and then in the afternoon, K and I went to the Roma community for our Sunday school program with kids. (We're a bit behind the church calendar in the storytelling though-- yesterday Gabriel was just telling Mary she is going to have a son.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the Roma community, there was a large group of the girls waiting at a bus stop, so we were able to just pick them up on our way and take them back to the community-- and then they came to play with us. I had never seen them out like that before on a Sunday-- their parents had sent them out early in the morning to the Croat side of the city to beg after all the masses. We left around 2:30, so they had come from begging after the noon mass. This group of girls rarely beg (they are always working to collect plastic bottles from dumpsters), and they were embarrassed and wouldn't tell us where they had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their teenage brothers, who can't beg because they are too old, came to the church service in the morning and had cake and coffee with us. They can't beg, because as K said, "They look too scary, people would be afraid that they would rob them." They couldn't beg from the rich Catholics on the west side of Mostar because they are too old, and so they could come to our evangelical church service on the Muslim side of Mostar. Life here can be so complicated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7672047613943552965?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7672047613943552965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7672047613943552965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7672047613943552965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7672047613943552965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-easter-means.html' title='What Easter means'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8211387769392127427</id><published>2009-04-11T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T06:14:48.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tino's Gasp</title><content type='html'>I had a great moment the other day in the Roma mobile school. We have been reviewing the dozen or so letters that the students have already learned (I, T, O, C, A, etc) but it didn't seem like the letters were sticking in anyone's head. We would do a whole worksheet on the letter T (as a review, T was already taught before), but then five minutes later no one could remember how to write the letter T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But while I was working with Tino to write the word "biciklo" and told him, while sounding it out, that the third letter is "C", he started to say, "how do you write---" and then let out a gasp and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrote the letter C himself&lt;/span&gt;. I think he was shocked to realize that he actually knew how to write it, and frankly, so was I. That was the best thing that happened to me all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8211387769392127427?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8211387769392127427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8211387769392127427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8211387769392127427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8211387769392127427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/04/tinos-gasp.html' title='Tino&apos;s Gasp'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8013523111071392342</id><published>2009-04-06T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:06:25.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for food</title><content type='html'>Because of the political crisis in Mostar (no mayor, thus no city budget for 2009 and no city funding), people are going hungry. Especially at the two municipal soup kitchens, which are operating at 30% of capacity. (There are two, of course, one for each side of the city...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Pokret Dosta! Mostar decided to organize a humanitarian action, placing volunteers in three of the major shopping centers in the city and asking people to buy a few food items for donation as they went about their own shopping. It was fascinating to see who gave-- often elderly, retired people with little money gave the most, whereas many wealthy people and religious people didn't give anything. But at least there was equal representation-- a woman wearing a big gold cross and a veiled Muslim woman both turned up their noses at what we were doing during my volunteer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all however, it was entirely heartwarming-- we collected probably about 2000 KM worth of donations, in a city in crisis, where many people don't have much money. Personally, I was also really moved by the Dosta! crew--  everyone is studying or working or has kids and other obligations-- and yet they all spent the whole day volunteering their time to do this. We had no idea how much work it would be-- the most tiring part is sorting and counting and dividing into packets all the different types of food after standing all day in a shopping center!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mw_CeDsX_P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mw_CeDsX_P0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An sidenote-- one of the local politicians used this opportunity to try to get publicity for himself, and sadly someone in the media decided to play along. A candidate for mayor donated some food (he owns a company that sells dried meat-- and which hasn't paid its own employees in three months) and a local journalist waited out front for a long time and then as soon as he came, rushed over and took a photo of him giving the food-- very much as though she had been waiting for him all along! The Dosta! group which organized the whole event is not even mentioned in the article, only this politician. Even worse, this woman is a widow, her husband was a wonderful local poet who died recently, and just two weeks ago she had to close the bookstore that they used to run together. So likely she took a bribe to get this photo-- but she's a single mom, so maybe she was in desperate circumstances herself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the final touch to this whole story--- *I* am in the photo!! see article below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rtvmo.ba/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=16107&amp;amp;Itemid=2" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.rtvmo.ba/index.php?&lt;wbr&gt;option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;&lt;wbr&gt;id=16107&amp;amp;Itemid=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfqtW8QHj3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/9QtOGtWhoJA/s1600-h/marko_romic_pomoc_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfqtW8QHj3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/9QtOGtWhoJA/s320/marko_romic_pomoc_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330763718588862322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8013523111071392342?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8013523111071392342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8013523111071392342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8013523111071392342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8013523111071392342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/04/thought-for-food.html' title='Thought for food'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SfqtW8QHj3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/9QtOGtWhoJA/s72-c/marko_romic_pomoc_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5275649182919917374</id><published>2009-04-02T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:01:38.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostar transformed</title><content type='html'>Someone made a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ih-mw_6g1LE"&gt;You-tube video&lt;/a&gt; with pictures of Mostar from before the war... Required watching for anyone who lives in Mostar now. I knew the city had changed a lot, but I really hadn't imagined what it looked like before... It was less depressing actually for me to see the war photos, because at least the city looks better now than it does then. (For those of you who haven't been to Mostar, compare with the photos of today's Mostar that I posted in November when I first arrived.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words at the end say, "Why? Don't let it happen again!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ih-mw_6g1LE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ih-mw_6g1LE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5275649182919917374?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5275649182919917374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5275649182919917374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5275649182919917374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5275649182919917374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/04/mostar-is-beautiful.html' title='Mostar transformed'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-3171222530215675799</id><published>2009-03-18T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:03:21.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The giver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/ScDiMpIny-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ebwci1gg_js/s1600-h/dosta"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/ScDiMpIny-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ebwci1gg_js/s200/dosta" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314496267125509090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday, the Mostar DOSTA! movement organized a humanitarian action for the city council members of Mostar. Because they have refused to pass the city budget, they also are without salaries for the last 3 months (as are all city employees, including fire fighters and teachers in the school for special needs). The motto of the action was: "what's important is not what you give, but that it's from the heart!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activists stood in three locations in the city and collected messages and gifts from citizens. Below are some of the messages people wrote. All the messages were presented to the city council members at the assembly meeting on Tuesday. (Gifts included: a broken watch, a textbook on "What is a market economy?", and 5 pfennigs for "kave/kahve/kafe" [the Croatian/Bosnian/Serbian versions of the word coffee])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BjbVfoLcjm8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BjbVfoLcjm8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sirs:&lt;br /&gt;I take this opportunity to send you a tea bag of UVIN-H tea, that you wouldn't need to interrupt the assembly three times in one hour to take bathroom breaks. In order that this wouldn't happen again, I recommend to you UVIN-H tea which can help your urinary tract and enable you to "hold it" during the course of the assembly. Everything for your health.&lt;br /&gt;--Your (dis)obedient bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a land of hatred! We need to cleanse BH of all the Bosniaks, Croats, Serbs and similar hypocritical "actors" and move in normal people with healthy minds who want good things for this country, not the eternal "who is who and what is what"! Above all we are human beings and we need to stop this nonsense and roll up our sleeves to help other people. Above all, we are human beings. As Shakespeare said, "What's in a name? a rose by any other name would smell as sweet". Love, not hated! Because it's ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is J**** D**** and I want to show you the 200 KM receipt for my child's monthly medicine.  (receipt enclosed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our dear members of City Council. I want to support you in this time of recession because I am aware that the recession hits hardest those who have the most. I, like most people, have nothing, so this hellish recession doesn't affect me. When you have nothing, you can't have less! I want to thank you for the excellent anti-recession measure which you secured for us against this threat which from the West. You put your back into it and took all concern for our finances on yourselves. I hope that you will prevail over this recession, continuing to drive good cars, eat in good restaurants, sleep in expensive hotels, take your mistresses to the sea, and keep all the secrets which a good city councilor must keep to himself. All the best to you, and whatever else to the people. The people don't know any better, and it's best for you this way. Excuse my bad handwriting and writing mistakes, but I am not highly educated, I can't do any better.. maybe someday, if I end up in Vienna, like your children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-3171222530215675799?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/3171222530215675799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=3171222530215675799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3171222530215675799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3171222530215675799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/03/giver.html' title='The giver'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/ScDiMpIny-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/ebwci1gg_js/s72-c/dosta' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5863318797372322042</id><published>2009-03-05T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T05:43:01.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dosta! stikes again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/Sa_SOsU5rgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MgllqWS4cM8/s1600-h/dosta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/Sa_SOsU5rgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MgllqWS4cM8/s200/dosta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309693635551931906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The press statement for this latest action (my translation):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dosta! Mostar: I dreamed last night that you weren't there... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pokret Dosta! Mostar once again warns the city council members that they are responsible for this months-long crisis in the government, that they have come to their position by the will of the voters, who can remove them from these positions in the same manner! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The city council members and candidates for mayor are comfortably "playing politics" from their armchairs, smug and content, while our children sit hungry in unheated schools and citizens for months now have not received their salaries because of their mistreatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Members of City Council, we are fed up with your nationalist demogogery, which you use to cover up your own irresponsibility! This city needs concrete plans and a program for economic, social and cultural progress, and not calculations based on nationalism. We are fed up with your false democracy, whose sole goal is your own material security, while Mostarians have lived for years surrounded by ruins in an aggressive, divided society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;True democracy requires accountability and transparency before the public in the work of elected representatives and institutions, and not inter-party bickering and underhanded games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Therefore, we are demanding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That you stop these "endless mayoral games" which are destroying this city and immediately start the procedures for adopting the city budget for 2009! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That the proposed candidates for mayor state concrete programs and outlines which they aim to carry out in the next four years and that they take responsibility for realizing these plans! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That you implement a public discussion about the current situation in the city, a discussion in which to stand before the citizens of Mostar and take responsibility for your (non) accomplishments to date.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That local and national media bring to their programs those who are responsible for this situation and confront them with the direct questions and commentary of citizens who are harmed by these scandalous "politics"! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The DOSTA! Movement invites citizens of Mostar to join in demanding that Mostar finally become a normally functioning city! If the City Council is not presently able to fulfill these demands, we invite citizens to change the current government!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The DOSTA!  Movement - Mostar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'M FED UP, WHAT ABOUT YOU? MENI DODIJALO,  A VAMA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abrasmedia.info/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=810:dosta-mostar-sanjao-sam-noas-da-vas-nema-&amp;amp;catid=25:aktivizam&amp;amp;Itemid=103"&gt;Abrasmedia photos and press statement in local language&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5863318797372322042?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5863318797372322042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5863318797372322042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5863318797372322042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5863318797372322042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/03/dosta-stikes-again.html' title='Dosta! stikes again...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/Sa_SOsU5rgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MgllqWS4cM8/s72-c/dosta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-3686291612640735050</id><published>2009-02-23T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:33:30.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Powers that Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SaKx2mVWyuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CmgDv1pIN-A/s1600-h/oceltaj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SaKx2mVWyuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CmgDv1pIN-A/s200/oceltaj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305998862557039330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A group of activists in Mostar, from the group DOSTA! (meaning: Enough!) late last night put up posters all over town to protest the inefficiency of the city government, which for the last 5 months has stalled on appointing a new mayor and thus has not adopted a city budget. The two sides (Croat and Bosniak) refuse to do what is right for the good of the city, because their first priority is protecting their own financial and political interests. I love it when people protest peacefully! when they decide that it is their responsibility as citizens who love their country to press for change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-3686291612640735050?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/3686291612640735050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=3686291612640735050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3686291612640735050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3686291612640735050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/02/powers-that-be.html' title='The Powers that Be'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SaKx2mVWyuI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CmgDv1pIN-A/s72-c/oceltaj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5618452352338566163</id><published>2009-02-23T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:24:37.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Say can you sing?</title><content type='html'>Thirteen years after the end of the war in Bosnia-Hercegovina, lyrics for the new national anthem have finally been agreed upon. (Up until this point, an instrumental version of the anthem was always played instead.) The committee for selection of the text considered 329 other possibilities but the 30,000 KM prize for the winning authors was given for the lyrics below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti si svjetlost duše&lt;br /&gt;Vječne vatre plam&lt;br /&gt;Majko naša zemljo Bosno&lt;br /&gt;Tebi pripadam&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Divno plavo nebo&lt;br /&gt;Hercegovine&lt;br /&gt;U srcu su tvoje rijeke&lt;br /&gt;Tvoje planine&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ponosna i slavna&lt;br /&gt;Krajina predaka&lt;br /&gt;Živjećeš u srcu našem&lt;br /&gt;Dov'jeka&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pokoljenja tvoja&lt;br /&gt;Kazuju jedno:&lt;br /&gt;Mi idemo u budućnost&lt;br /&gt;Zajedno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My approximate translation:&lt;br /&gt;You are the brightness of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;An eternal flame of fire,&lt;br /&gt;Mother, our land Bosnia,&lt;br /&gt;I belong to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful blue sky&lt;br /&gt;of Herzegovina,&lt;br /&gt;In (our) heart are your rivers&lt;br /&gt;and your mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud and glorious&lt;br /&gt;the borders of our ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;You will live in our heart&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your generations&lt;br /&gt;say as one,&lt;br /&gt;We go into the future&lt;br /&gt;Together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lyrics don't really make sense in English... I'm told it doesn't make sense in Bosnian either! There is much complaining about the artistic quality (or lack thereof) of these 30,000 KM lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link if you want to hear the hymn being sung:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dnevniavaz.ba/multimedija/video-galerije/himna-bosne-i-hercegovine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5618452352338566163?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5618452352338566163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5618452352338566163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5618452352338566163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5618452352338566163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-say-can-you-sing.html' title='O Say can you sing?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1596282162911197686</id><published>2009-02-17T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:30:49.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patria Mia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZqlOxtUBQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/t_-oDhoU61A/s1600-h/patria_mia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZqlOxtUBQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/t_-oDhoU61A/s200/patria_mia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303733184462324994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently watched a fascinating documentary, Patria Mia, produced by the same production house I mentioned in my previous post, pro.ba. The filmmaker follows the story of several Chinese immigrants-- a shopowner, an accupuncturist and most closely follows the life of a girl who sings turbo folk, a kind of very cheesy Serbian/Balkan music with inane lyrics about "love" and same-sounding, bland tunes-- actually, very reminiscient of much of mainland Chinese pop music in in those ways! The filmmaker uses the experience of these immigrants as a contrast with her experience, and the experience of many others in the Balkans, as refugees in other parts of Europe, and of course it was striking to me as a foreigner living here. The immigrants asserted that language learning was the most difficult aspect of their integration into Bosnian society and even the girl singer, who spoke Serbian very well, had to practice to properly pronounce the lyrics she was singing, especially the Rs. That was a bit sad to me as well, because I could see that for Balkan viewers some of the humor of the film is related to the mispronunciation of Bosnian words by these immigrants and the strange sound of their language. As a senior in college I spent a week in Athens studying the immigrant experience of Chinese people there and watching the film found many of the same issues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1596282162911197686?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1596282162911197686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1596282162911197686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1596282162911197686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1596282162911197686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/02/patria-mia.html' title='Patria Mia'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZqlOxtUBQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/t_-oDhoU61A/s72-c/patria_mia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-6836923230318222968</id><published>2009-02-10T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:37:45.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night at the Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZF0IsqEdXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gQcJuf4oUNI/s1600-h/nightguards-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZF0IsqEdXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gQcJuf4oUNI/s200/nightguards-2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301145929167172978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night was the Mostar premiere of a new Bosnian film called The Nightguards (Cuvari Noci). The director and actors even came to Abrasevic to speak about the film and answer questions. The production company behind the film is pro.ba, a Sarajevo-based production house for documentaries and more artsy films. We showed another film by pro.ba in November, Snow (Snijeg). I was struck by how similar the two films felt-- slow paced, nuanced, character driven with an ensemble cast, reminiscent of Altman films, although a bit more spare (perhaps due more to lack of resources than conscious choice.) An obvious difference between the two is that Nightguards features an all male cast (the only female actress is present only as a voice over the phone) whereas Snow's cast is almost entirely female and the director is a woman as well. Snow is more emotional and dramatic whereas Nightguards is more ironic and humorous, but these moods are conveyed through very similar cinematography with long shots and natural lighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These films present a drastic contrast to most of the other Bosnian post-war-not-set-in-war films I have seen (Gori Vatra, Grbavica, Tesko je Biti Fin, etc), with their black humor, farcical elements and violence. They remind me more of Fifth Generation films from China (admittedly, this is likely due to the fact that 5th Gen are the only films I have studied and know about-- I briefly considered throwing in a reference as well to Italian neo-realism but I don't know anything about it!), which are similarly slow paced, with little dialogue and beautiful spare cinematography. They are similar to in that 5th Generation filmmakers were the first ones to make films in China after the trauma of the Cultural Revolution and Bosnian filmmakers today are still dealing with the trauma of the war, a difference being that Chinese filmmakers faced serious issues of government censorship, whereas it seems to me (although maybe this isn't accurate) that Bosnian auteurs have more freedom of expression, although they still mostly funded by the government. These Chinese filmmakers in the end grew to become more commercial (um, plot driven) while still preserving the artistic element (in my opinion), but new filmmakers like Zhang Jiake emerged and created more gritty, urban portraits... Where will Bosnian film go from here? I can't wait to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZF0IiJo9hI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zZCjojE8k8A/s1600-h/TheNightguards05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZF0IiJo9hI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zZCjojE8k8A/s200/TheNightguards05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301145926346798610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PS: for those who read my post about Bosnian dentists... when the main character in the film is sick, he begins to drink, you guessed it, tea. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-6836923230318222968?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/6836923230318222968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=6836923230318222968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6836923230318222968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6836923230318222968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/02/night-at-movies.html' title='A Night at the Movies'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SZF0IsqEdXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gQcJuf4oUNI/s72-c/nightguards-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8966871117740019801</id><published>2009-01-22T02:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T03:05:28.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival of the Fittest: A Comparative Approach</title><content type='html'>I've recently starting getting into aerobics DVDs. Some girls from church andI meet a couple of times a week to sweat for an hour in the quest to become more strong, healthy and beautiful.  We have used both a British fitness DVD by British TV celebrity Davina McCall and a Croatian DVD by Renata Sopec. I was struck by the differences between the two DVDs and what it says about culture and views of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Davina DVDs are characterized by ironic, self deprecating humor, which is sometimes silly, involving prat falls. The tone is encouraging, emphasizing the difficulty of the workout and the need to press ahead. Davina tells her own motivational story about getting her figure back after having two kids. There's always an easier version provided for each workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Renata DVDs are very straightforward, without jokes or inspirational story, although they are shot in unbelievably beautiful settings-- by the beach, in a field surrouded by candles, etc. The inspiration is presumably provided by Renata herself, who is, for lack of a better word, hot. She has long blonde hair, a perfect tan and a Barbie-like figure, with her chest falling out of her workout top. Davina, although very pretty, is much more normal-looking, with medium-length brown hair and more modest workout clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And interestingly, the DVDs of Davina are copyrighted, cannot be copied and play only on region 2 dvd players. Pirated DVDs of Renata's workouts can be found on every street corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave my readers to make their own deductive conclusions based on the above information. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8966871117740019801?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8966871117740019801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8966871117740019801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8966871117740019801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8966871117740019801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/01/survival-of-fittest-comparative.html' title='Survival of the Fittest: A Comparative Approach'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1969759230971552982</id><published>2009-01-05T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:08:44.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New videos from Mostar</title><content type='html'>This fall I had the opportunity to work with some teenagers at a very wonderful youth center in Mostar, called Novi Most, and make some My Hero videos with them. These teenagers chose Ben and Dijamant as their heroes, and you can view the videos the teenagers made here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/abrasmedia"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/abrasmedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(on this page you will also see a video I made about Milenko, another hero living in Mostar, plus some great concerts and events going on where I work, at OKC Abrasevic. These videos can also be viewed on the Abrasevic portal, &lt;a href="http://www.abrasmedia.info/"&gt;www.abrasmedia.info&lt;/a&gt; in the video section.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1969759230971552982?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1969759230971552982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1969759230971552982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1969759230971552982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1969759230971552982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-videos-from-mostar.html' title='New videos from Mostar'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-772275599757693139</id><published>2008-12-04T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T04:26:18.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novi Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/STfMUeIiwnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SiMuGaownw8/s1600-h/September%26October08+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275910140546171506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/STfMUeIiwnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SiMuGaownw8/s320/September%26October08+247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fall I've made two different trips, with other American volunteers, to a Serbian city called Novi Sad. It's in an area of Serbia called Vojvodina, which has always been a very multicultural place as it has a Hungarian minority as well as Serbs and Croats. We felt an air of cosmopolitanism and diversity which are lacking in Bosnian cities and this interesting graffiti is one sign of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-772275599757693139?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/772275599757693139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=772275599757693139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/772275599757693139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/772275599757693139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/12/novi-sad.html' title='Novi Sad'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/STfMUeIiwnI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SiMuGaownw8/s72-c/September%26October08+247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-2491312355097063900</id><published>2008-10-22T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T04:04:50.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearly whites</title><content type='html'>My last semester of college I took a class called "sociology of medicine", which included a brief section on international/comparative approaches to medicine. One thing we learned is that American doctors are socialized to turn to surgery first, seeing the body more as a machine to be fixed, in contrast to many European and Asian doctors, who would first turn to more holistic, gentle approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a firsthand experience with this last week in a Bosnian dentist's office. The last time I was at a dentist in the US, they commented that the level of my gum line was low and that I might need a skin graft in the future, and of course the dental hygienist said I had a lot of plaque and needed to floss more, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tender gums compelled me to reluctantly visit a dentist here in Bosnia. I was apprehensively anticipating being subjected to a Bosnian style skin graft. Instead, the dentist simply said that I didn't have any plaque, that my teeth were perfect and I just needed to swish with a certain kind of tea. There was not a dental hygienist in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it worked! I swished with the tea for a few days, and low and behold, my gums felt great. Tea is definitely preferable to surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, in my travels around the world, I have definitely noticed that Americans have the best teeth in the world, something my sociology class failed to mention. Coincidence? Perhaps not. Bring on the scalpel. And a cup of tea while you're at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-2491312355097063900?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/2491312355097063900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=2491312355097063900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2491312355097063900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2491312355097063900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/10/pearly-whites.html' title='Pearly whites'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-6216296978240691663</id><published>2008-10-07T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:57:29.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hero</title><content type='html'>An American NGO called "My Hero" works to "celebrate the best of humanity" through videos, stories and pictures. They have a Hero website where people are encouraged to share their hero stories with others. Video professionals who work with My Hero have come twice to Mostar to lead video workshops in Abrasevic Youth Cultural Center (where I work), leaving behind cameras and Mac computers so that workshop participants can continue to use their knowledge and produce short videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took part in a workshop they led in April and made a video about the place where I work, over the course of 4 days. The video has been entered in the annual My Hero Film Festival and can be viewed at the link below, along with other videos from the Balkans and around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My video is called: OKC Abrasevic. Also recommended is the video about Valentina Mindoljevic, a teacher in Mostar. Awadi and Breakdancers of Konik City are great videos as well. (Tradition, Diver and the Bridge, and Flying Man were also shot in Mostar, if you want to see more about the city where I live!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhero.com/myhero/go/filmfestival/ff_films.asp"&gt;http://www.myhero.com/myhero/go/filmfestival/ff_films.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-6216296978240691663?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/6216296978240691663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=6216296978240691663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6216296978240691663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6216296978240691663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-hero.html' title='My Hero'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-1513908499772472966</id><published>2008-09-22T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T05:36:14.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work is not a rabbit</title><content type='html'>A British girl needed a Bosnian guy to finish a particular task before she could continue her own work. But he was leaving for coffee, so she protested, "What about the thing I needed you to do?"He replied, "Posao nije zec." [Work is not a rabbit.] Meaning, work will not run away from you. When you come back from coffee, it's still there, waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a combination post-communist apathy towards work, combined with a natural tendency in Mediterranean cultures to be relaxed and relationship-oriented, rather than task-oriented. There's a joke about two Montenegrins (allegedly the laziest Yugoslavians), standing by a river watching a woman drown. The first one says, "This is terrible! we are just standing here watching this woman drown!" The second replies, "You're right, it is terrible to stand here. Let's sit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese have a proverb about a rabbit, related to work, but with the exact opposite message. "A farmer walks by a stump, when suddenly a rabbit runs into the stump and is killed. The lucky farmer picks up the rabbit for his dinner. However, every day from then on, he no longer works in his fields, but simply stands by the stump, waiting for another rabbit to run into the stump." Of course, in a Bosnian version of this proverb, the farmer would not foolishly stand by the stump, but rather sit down on the stump to take coffee and a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling a friend that I've started reading Moby Dick to pass the time while waiting for people. She laughed, thinking that meant I read 10 minutes a day, until I explained that that morning already I'd been reading for an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found the Chinese proverb to not be entirely accurate in Bosnian life. Working here this past year and looking forward to another year here, I've found that "Good things come to those who wait"-- that life isn't a thrilling sequence of successful minutes, but episodes with commercials in between. Americans have perfected the art of using commercials to fetch chips and a diet coke, so that they won't be bored during their favorite shows. (Although given the American waistline, commercials would be better spent with pushups and crunches!) Would we miss out on the show because we dislike the commercials? Or maybe we'd just get Tivo to fastforward through the commercials. But the commercials in fact pay for the shows. The commercials are boring but they finance the shows we watch. Which could lead to a discussion about public television. But I really need to stop blogging and get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is, or is not, work, in fact, a rabbit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-1513908499772472966?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/1513908499772472966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=1513908499772472966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1513908499772472966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/1513908499772472966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/09/work-is-not-rabbit.html' title='Work is not a rabbit'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-3777582175573183974</id><published>2008-09-22T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T05:31:01.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is art?</title><content type='html'>Since I work for an artistic-cultural center and help to teach an art class, I was very interested to run across this quote by Vlatko Filipovic, a Bosnian filmmaker."God is the greatest director in the world. Whoever succeeds in catching, in writing down what happens before our eyes, that is real art." ["Bog je najboli reditelj na svijetu. Ko uspije uhvatiti, zabiljeziti, ono sto se dogadja pred nasim ocima, to je prava umjetnost."]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I am thinking about art, I wanted to include my favorite quote on the topic, from Tolstoy's "What is art?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hero is no longer Dives by Lazarus the beggar; not Mary Magdalene in the day of her beauty, but in the day of her repentance; not those who acquire wealth but those who have abandoned it; not those who dwell in palaces, but those who dwell in catacombs and huts; not those who rule over others, but those who acknowledge no authority but God's. And the greatest work of art is no longer a cathedral of victory with statues of conquerors but the representation of a human soul so transformed by love, that a man who is tormented and murdered still pities and loves his persecutors."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-3777582175573183974?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/3777582175573183974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=3777582175573183974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3777582175573183974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/3777582175573183974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-art.html' title='What is art?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7401980641463607405</id><published>2008-09-13T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T04:59:14.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Local elections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SMuo7eetDEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JGPYUp539ZU/s1600-h/IMGP0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245471930750667842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SMuo7eetDEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JGPYUp539ZU/s320/IMGP0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SMuoDRBajyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b-8gGAoS0Bc/s1600-h/IMGP0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245470965065486114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SMuoDRBajyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/b-8gGAoS0Bc/s320/IMGP0312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SMuoDkkw_vI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-AeJ-UFj4UA/s1600-h/IMGP0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            Elections are a time of frustration for most Bosnians, who see a political landscape dominated by nationalist parties and littered with unkept promises of change. However, in spite of everything, they never lose their sense of humor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            These are campaign posters of the two main nationalist parties, complete with graffitied commentary. The first says, "Let's finish what we started", but it's been altered to say, "Let's finish the ethnic cleansing!" (This poster is for the main Croat party, HDZ, connected to the attempted ethnic cleansing of Bosniaks from east Mostar in 1993-4.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           The second poster is for the Bosniak party, SDA, with a photo of Mostar's old bridge and the words, "Transparents and effective administration"; the graffiti says, "You're a disgrace/embarrassment to us!" (Presumably a reference to SDA's alleged "selling out" of east Mostar to the Croats.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7401980641463607405?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7401980641463607405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7401980641463607405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7401980641463607405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7401980641463607405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/09/local-elections.html' title='Local elections'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8406IxDthE/SMuo7eetDEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/JGPYUp539ZU/s72-c/IMGP0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-2659840545962574912</id><published>2008-09-02T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:28:11.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Transportation</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When taking the night train (to catch a flight to Berlin) proved to be more eventful than I expected. Especially around Zenica. And provided food for thought about Bosnian society.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train was packed, first of all. My first mistake was moving into a smoking compartment because it had fewer people, rather than forcing myself into a compartment with other European backpackers. There were always at least two people chainsmoking in said compartment from then on, but I was too lazy to move, mistake #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man in the compartment was deaf and had only one eye. He was selling keychains and squeaky toys out of a duffel. When the conductor came to look at our tickets, he offered him 5 marks in lieu of a ticket (which would cost much more). The conductor pretended to be a bit miffed, but a father with two kids in the compartment chimed in support of the bribe-offerer and that was that. "hey, better for you,better for him," the father commented afterwards. "Don't forget you got support from me!" The first man responded by giving him a free key chain. The father bought squeaky toys for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father and kids left and another man sat in the compartment and chatted with us. After he left, the deaf man said, "hey, he lives in Zenica. He's probably Mafia. But what is really important is a person's soul and heart, not how powerful they are."The conversation continued: "My family is so poor, we don't have food or clothes...Are you a student? ah, you went to college, you must be rich. hey, can I see your sunglasses? Here, you can have this keychain! No no, it's a gift!" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I told him I want to sleep. He helpfully suggested my putting my purse at my feet, but I decided to keep it by my side. I fell asleep... Whereupon he closed the curtains of the compartment and picked my purse, which I slept through and didn't notice until he had left. The bribe-taking conductor was sympathetic, but said this happens a lot, "especially around Zenica," and there was nothing the police could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone was obviously watching over me-- the one-eyed deaf man took only my cash, which wasn't a huge amount, and left my passport, cell phone and debit cards. (Also, he left me the key chain which he had "given" me.) Many thanks also to my BVS coordinator, who gave me some cash she had in marks and kuna, when I got to Berlin. (On the return train ride I had a friend with me--I have learned something about traveling on trains in the Balkans!!) How I miss living in a police state. I rode night trains often in China and nothing was ever stolen-- uniformed officers stroll the corridors constantly. The system there is set up in such a way that it would be impossible to bribe someone rather than paying for your seat, although I'm sure that the trains always selling out every seat (yay, population density!) is another factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote by an ethnographer I'm reading now -- "People do one thing, say another, and think a third." Clearly, this man had been planning to pick my purse the whole time (evaluating my possessions, trying to get me to put my purse closer to him) but, sleepy and lazy, I didn't bother to consider what he might be thinking or what he might do as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Berlin I had another experience of Bosnian (?) poverty. A young Roma boy came up askingfor money, with a little sign in English that said, "I am from Bosnia-Hercegovina. I have 4children and need money for food.." etc. Obviously, this little kid didn't have 4 kids of his own! But we thought he might be from Bosnia and tried talking to him in Bosnian, which it turned out that he didn't speak at all. I assumed that meant that everything in the note was thus untrue, until talking to a friend here, who told me some of the Bosnian Roma who went to Germany as refugees only speak Roma and not Bosnian. So the little boy's parents could have been from Bosnia even though he couldn't speak any Bosnian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to social work school, to have an academic/professional framework by which to consider all of these issues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-2659840545962574912?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/2659840545962574912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=2659840545962574912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2659840545962574912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2659840545962574912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/09/public-transportatio.html' title='Public Transportation'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-4609230323302341195</id><published>2008-06-13T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T03:55:33.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which country am I in?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/SFJRePLwasI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6Eb-EBJLl58/s1600-h/soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211317298734852802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/SFJRePLwasI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6Eb-EBJLl58/s320/soccer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went to watch a soccer game between Croatia and Germany. I live on the east Bosniak) side of the city, where everything was completely quiet and normal, and crossed over the former front line to the west (Croat) side of the city, which had gone wild. People dressed in red and white checkered shirts (from pattern on the Croatian herald) were packing the cafes to watch the game together. Whenever Croatia scored a point, everyone chanted,"Auf Wiedersehen, Auf Wiedersehen, Deutschland, Deutschland, Auf Wiedersehen!" ("Goodbye, Germany"). It's kind of a poignant thing-- people from the Balkans went to Germany as refugees during the war and before and after the war as "Gasterbeiters" (guest workers), and now these Bosnian Croats are enjoying having a kind of superiority (in sports if nothing else) over a powerful country like Germany. Although, in fact, Germany has also been a huge source of aid to this region-- the reconstruction of the room next to me now as I type, in the cultural center where I work, was financed by the German government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time-- we are not living in Croatia! We are living in Bosnia-Hercegovina. People in the cafe-bars were also singing songs about "Herceg-Bosna", the Croat para-state that was formed during the war. So many people died to keep Mostar as a part of Bosnia-Hercegovina so that it wouldn't become an ethnically clean Croatian para-state, and here are people celebrating that (basically genocidal) concept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends were cheering "Hrvatska" (Croatia) and then I cheered "Bosnia-Hercegovina" and they also cheered at that, but then another girl immediately chimed in, "Herceg-Bosna!" A discussion followed about a mutual (Croat) friend, how a Bosniak in the old city asked him,"Don't you feel afraid to be here as a Croat?" (because the Croats destroyed the old city during the war) and how unfair it was for him to say that. When we walked back through the old city on our way home, my friends put on jackets to hide their Croatian soccer jerseys. It reminded me of my time working with kids in Belfast, when we went to a swimming pool in a Protestant part of town, the kids had to hide their Celtics jersey (the Celtics are a Catholic team in Glasgow, Scotland.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the very name of the sport is politicized here-- in Bosnian, they use the word "fudbal" but in Croatian, it's "nogomet". Athletic competition has a beautiful simplicity to it, but it's not pure.(Cf. also: Protests in China over the upcoming Olympic Games and human rights abuses.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only they had been chanting, "Nationalism, Genocide, Hatred, Auf Wiedersehen"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-4609230323302341195?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/4609230323302341195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=4609230323302341195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4609230323302341195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4609230323302341195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/06/which-country-am-i-in.html' title='Which country am I in?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/SFJRePLwasI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6Eb-EBJLl58/s72-c/soccer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7008130961458095521</id><published>2008-06-04T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T03:22:24.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When in (a) Roma (community)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/SEZqTRwoTjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j61TeTieQZQ/s1600-h/me+at+bisce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207966898517986866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/SEZqTRwoTjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j61TeTieQZQ/s320/me+at+bisce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to meeting Bosniak, Serbs and Croats in my daily life in Mostar, I've also had the opportunity to meet some people from a local Roma community. The Roma/Romany people are a distinct ethnic group (with their own language, which I've heard is related to Hindi) that can be found in most countries in Europe. They are also known in popular imagination as "gypsies", and in Ireland were once called "tinkers" and are now called "travelers". Their culture emphasizes family ties and traditional culture-- most marry as teenagers and their traditional music, played at weddings and other functions, is very popular here in the Balkans, in spite of the discrimination and prejudice that Roma people face. Because of difficulties in relating to those outside their culture, few attend school and thus most people from these communities turn either to "secondary materials processing" (ie, collecting re-usable trash like aluminum cans and selling it) or begging. Some of my friends from church have been visiting this particular Roma community for several years and this past fall they also started a "mobile school" to teach basic math and literacy skills to this group of kids. They are also starting a sponsorship program for sending selected youngsters to regular school. (You can read about their work with the kids at &lt;a href="http://www.novimost.org/page19.html"&gt;http://www.novimost.org/page19.html&lt;/a&gt;) I go on Sundays with them to plays games and do crafts with the kids. This is a photo of me with two of the girls (plus a baby brother) squinting into the sun during a birthday party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7008130961458095521?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7008130961458095521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7008130961458095521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7008130961458095521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7008130961458095521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-in-roma-community.html' title='When in (a) Roma (community)...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/SEZqTRwoTjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j61TeTieQZQ/s72-c/me+at+bisce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-790760254725565217</id><published>2008-04-04T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T03:16:40.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirteen Years Later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-RYztjsI/AAAAAAAAADU/dMCe4i-exRc/s1600-h/Mostar+2+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185330120657571522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-RYztjsI/AAAAAAAAADU/dMCe4i-exRc/s320/Mostar+2+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once a popular cafe. Chess games still occur here on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-R4ztjtI/AAAAAAAAADc/1tTnoFLq4C4/s1600-h/Mostar+2+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185330129247506130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-R4ztjtI/AAAAAAAAADc/1tTnoFLq4C4/s320/Mostar+2+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-AIztjnI/AAAAAAAAACs/2-aTYyTs1ng/s1600-h/Mostar+2+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185329824304828018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-AIztjnI/AAAAAAAAACs/2-aTYyTs1ng/s320/Mostar+2+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-AoztjoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-TuHB5VFFRQ/s1600-h/Mostar+2+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185329832894762626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-AoztjoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-TuHB5VFFRQ/s320/Mostar+2+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarajevska Bank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-A4ztjpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pid5jZlCGbs/s1600-h/Mostar+2+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185329837189729938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-A4ztjpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/pid5jZlCGbs/s320/Mostar+2+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Neretva, formerly the classiest hotel in Mostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-BIztjqI/AAAAAAAAADE/Yn8IUatnsdQ/s1600-h/Mostar+2+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185329841484697250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-BIztjqI/AAAAAAAAADE/Yn8IUatnsdQ/s320/Mostar+2+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formerly the elegant building of the third elementary school in Mostar.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_YAWoztjuI/AAAAAAAAADk/UtWTKcAr3ts/s1600-h/Mostar+2+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185332409875140322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_YAWoztjuI/AAAAAAAAADk/UtWTKcAr3ts/s320/Mostar+2+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-790760254725565217?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/790760254725565217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=790760254725565217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/790760254725565217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/790760254725565217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/04/thirteen-years-later.html' title='Thirteen Years Later...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X-RYztjsI/AAAAAAAAADU/dMCe4i-exRc/s72-c/Mostar+2+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-898368060998311114</id><published>2008-04-04T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T05:39:16.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poetic Coincidence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X7PIztjjI/AAAAAAAAACM/7a-WdY5w6uA/s1600-h/IMGP0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185326783467982386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X7PIztjjI/AAAAAAAAACM/7a-WdY5w6uA/s320/IMGP0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cultural center where I work is on a street named after a poet, Aleksa Santica Street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X7bIztjkI/AAAAAAAAACU/I4GAa_2CCqc/s1600-h/Mostar+2+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185326989626412610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X7bIztjkI/AAAAAAAAACU/I4GAa_2CCqc/s320/Mostar+2+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The building where I attend church, I discovered recently, is the birth house of this same poet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus the two places where I spend the most time in Mostar are connected by this same thread...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plaque (note war damage) indicating that this building is the poet's birthplace... &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X7woztjlI/AAAAAAAAACc/-DeBjGjUjRU/s1600-h/Mostar+2+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185327358993600082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X7woztjlI/AAAAAAAAACc/-DeBjGjUjRU/s320/Mostar+2+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Old photos of the poet (inside the building) on either side of a painting of the Old Bridge in Mostar. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X8E4ztjmI/AAAAAAAAACk/fxifghKD3YI/s1600-h/Mostar+2+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185327706885951074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X8E4ztjmI/AAAAAAAAACk/fxifghKD3YI/s320/Mostar+2+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aleksa Santica (1868-1924) is a much-beloved poet from Mostar, whose most famous love poem, "Emina",became the lyrics of a popular song in the sevdalinka style, which is still sung wherever and whenever homemade brandy is consumed. The poem describes his love for the beautiful Emina, as he watched her watering the flowers in her garden. They were from different religious traditions-- she was Muslim and he Serbian Orthodox--and the love affair never blossomed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-898368060998311114?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/898368060998311114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=898368060998311114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/898368060998311114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/898368060998311114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/04/poetic-coincidence.html' title='A Poetic Coincidence'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X7PIztjjI/AAAAAAAAACM/7a-WdY5w6uA/s72-c/IMGP0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-6652132730931365857</id><published>2008-04-04T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T03:20:04.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sretan Uskrs! (Happy Easter)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X6u4ztjiI/AAAAAAAAACE/mYLsCNLb7Sw/s1600-h/Mostar+2+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185326229417201186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X6u4ztjiI/AAAAAAAAACE/mYLsCNLb7Sw/s320/Mostar+2+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The traditional way to color eggs for Easter here is to press celery leaves to them with a nylon stocking and then boil the eggs in red onion skins, resulting in a deep red color, interspersed with lacy leaf patterns. An eggcellent idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-6652132730931365857?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/6652132730931365857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=6652132730931365857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6652132730931365857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/6652132730931365857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/04/sretan-uskrs-happy-easter.html' title='Sretan Uskrs! (Happy Easter)'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/R_X6u4ztjiI/AAAAAAAAACE/mYLsCNLb7Sw/s72-c/Mostar+2+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-4100483128534731772</id><published>2008-01-23T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:07:13.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and the Universal Language</title><content type='html'>Music is truly the universal language... but when sung, it usually requires a spoken language as well. One of the things I am realizing is that America has exported culture like there's no tomorrow. It's inescapable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised when I went to a live jazz/rock concert at a local cafe-bar, only to realize that all the songs were being sung in English. Literally, all the songs were American hit songs. It was even more jarring when the singer would finish a song and then immediately lean into the mike and say, "hvala lijepo" (thanks a lot). The worst part was that most of the Hercegovinians in the bar knew more of the words to the songs than I did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a lot of bands like to cover American classics. okay, I get it. But then last night I met a musician from Belgium who played me some songs by his band-- and they are all in English!! Not covers of English songs, but original songs, written in English. Apparently this is common in Belgium-- "I know only a few good bands who sing in Flemish," he explained. "And we're very influenced by Bob Dylan, so it just seemed natural."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tamborine Man, play a song for me-- ali na bosanskom, molim (but in Bosnian, please).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-4100483128534731772?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/4100483128534731772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=4100483128534731772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4100483128534731772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/4100483128534731772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2008/01/music-and-universal-language.html' title='Music and the Universal Language'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8242923022015074732</id><published>2007-12-10T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T07:29:27.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Nation, under God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“The West will be grateful to us some day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because we decided to defend Christian values and culture.”  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--Radovan Karadzic *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking with friends the other day, I heard that in Zagreb there’s a giant advent wreath with lit candles around a public fountain. I commented that this kind of religious gesture, in a public setting (and not merely a corporate one, like the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree) would be considered problematic in America. Not because it’s a fire hazard (my friends’ initial assumption), but because it privileges one group and set of beliefs over another. (Not that we don’t still have nativity scenes in front of city halls, but at least it’s controversial.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With a friend, I stopped by the art class of an elementary school on the west (Croat) side of Mostar. The assignment of the week was the nativity scene; every student in the class had created a paper mosaic of Mary, Joseph and baby Jesus. Other examples of student work hung on the walls—Jesus on the cross, Jesus’ head with thorns, another Jesus on the cross. There was also a framed photo of the pope on the wall. This is a public elementary school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Across the street from the elementary school is an Ultras-affiliated sports bar. (The Zrinskji Ultras are the nationalist/fascist Croat football team in Mostar.) Graffiti on walls around the school include slogans like “Ultras 94”, a “U” with a cross over it, and a circle with a cross through it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the large hill behind the school is a big white cross, visible from all over the city, especially at night when it is lit up. It’s a great landmark, especially at night if you need to find your way home. It was also built, post-war, on the same spot where (ethnically Catholic) Croat forces bombed the (majority ethnically Muslim) east side of the city, resulting in devastating destruction, much of it still not repaired. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mostar has religious freedom that people in China can only dream of. In contrast to evangelical “English teachers” in China, with their self-censored emails and tapped phones, I know half a dozen internationals that teach English classes but are officially here on missionary visas. Unlike the ghettoized international churches of Beijing and Shanghai, here locals and internationals worship together with complete freedom. In China last year, I couldn't even access blogspot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“You, my brothers, were called to be free. But do not use your freedom to indulge the sinful nature, rather, serve one another in love. The entire law is summed up in a single command: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ But if you keep biting and devouring each other, watch out or you will be destroyed by each other.” &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Galatians 5:13-15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Karadzic is one of the most wanted war criminals in Bosnia-Hercegovina. Personal interview, 1993. [Qtd. Jonathan Eastvold’s Princeton politics PhD dissertation, “God, the State and War: Towards a Containment Strategy for Religious Militancy” p. 91]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8242923022015074732?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8242923022015074732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8242923022015074732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8242923022015074732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8242923022015074732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-nation-under-god.html' title='One Nation, under God'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-5218147187036568661</id><published>2007-11-13T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:37:36.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from Mostar</title><content type='html'>Beautiful Mostar-- the river Neretva, mosques and churches, and its famous Stari Most ("old bridge"), destroyed in 1993 but now rebuilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSDxNhn9I/AAAAAAAAABc/lcO0itJTmFU/s1600-h/IMGP0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSDxNhn9I/AAAAAAAAABc/lcO0itJTmFU/s320/IMGP0233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132364212556898258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSERNhn-I/AAAAAAAAABk/2iQQ3coy7fU/s1600-h/IMGP0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSERNhn-I/AAAAAAAAABk/2iQQ3coy7fU/s320/IMGP0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132364221146832866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSGhNhoBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GCvsyjdAxLY/s1600-h/IMGP0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSGhNhoBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GCvsyjdAxLY/s320/IMGP0242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132364259801538578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSFhNhoAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/E7gP2W_cBhU/s1600-h/IMGP0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSFhNhoAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/E7gP2W_cBhU/s320/IMGP0240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132364242621669378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSFBNhn_I/AAAAAAAAABs/_4WGL0mjm0g/s1600-h/IMGP0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSFBNhn_I/AAAAAAAAABs/_4WGL0mjm0g/s320/IMGP0239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132364234031734770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-5218147187036568661?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/5218147187036568661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=5218147187036568661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5218147187036568661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/5218147187036568661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2007/11/scenes-from-mostar.html' title='Scenes from Mostar'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznSDxNhn9I/AAAAAAAAABc/lcO0itJTmFU/s72-c/IMGP0233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-8440639011575765776</id><published>2007-11-13T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:28:31.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQcxNhn4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/-sh53VdeRRY/s1600-h/IMGP0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132362443030372226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQcxNhn4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/-sh53VdeRRY/s320/IMGP0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQdBNhn5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/NOrZraGfPzU/s1600-h/IMGP0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132362447325339538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQdBNhn5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/NOrZraGfPzU/s320/IMGP0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQdRNhn6I/AAAAAAAAABE/Sz_SblCQgTE/s1600-h/IMGP0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132362451620306850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQdRNhn6I/AAAAAAAAABE/Sz_SblCQgTE/s320/IMGP0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQdxNhn7I/AAAAAAAAABM/OGKB0PPxfNk/s1600-h/IMGP0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132362460210241458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQdxNhn7I/AAAAAAAAABM/OGKB0PPxfNk/s320/IMGP0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQeRNhn8I/AAAAAAAAABU/zxVzMvHZoFA/s1600-h/IMGP0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132362468800176066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQeRNhn8I/AAAAAAAAABU/zxVzMvHZoFA/s320/IMGP0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Youth Cultural Center Abrasevic was on the "front line" during the war and sustained much damage... Youth worked to clear out the debris themselves and then the German embassy donated funds for a new roof. Last year the center held 148 events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-8440639011575765776?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/8440639011575765776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=8440639011575765776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8440639011575765776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/8440639011575765776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-i-work.html' title='Where I work'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznQcxNhn4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/-sh53VdeRRY/s72-c/IMGP0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-2101048273227727226</id><published>2007-11-13T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:20:51.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the river and up the hill</title><content type='html'>Walk up the hill to the red metal gate and come into the courtyard, where the kiwi vines grow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNMBNhnzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yMmr0fClapE/s1600-h/IMGP0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132358856732679986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNMBNhnzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yMmr0fClapE/s320/IMGP0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNMhNhn0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_dsJoYS7WeE/s1600-h/IMGP0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132358865322614594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNMhNhn0I/AAAAAAAAAAU/_dsJoYS7WeE/s320/IMGP0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNMxNhn1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/dZR5fNne4tg/s1600-h/IMGP0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132358869617581906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNMxNhn1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/dZR5fNne4tg/s320/IMGP0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post for a picture by the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNNRNhn2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ct7_QvDJHcU/s1600-h/IMGP0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132358878207516514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNNRNhn2I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ct7_QvDJHcU/s320/IMGP0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my humble abode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNNxNhn3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kFWMiSaoDWM/s1600-h/IMGP0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-2101048273227727226?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/2101048273227727226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=2101048273227727226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2101048273227727226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2101048273227727226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2007/11/over-river-and-up-hill.html' title='Over the river and up the hill'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_U8406IxDthE/RznNMBNhnzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yMmr0fClapE/s72-c/IMGP0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-7500667603974869107</id><published>2007-11-02T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T05:36:39.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prekosutra</title><content type='html'>Geneva consisted of three whirlwind days of jetlag, watching BBC documentaries on the fall of Yugoslavia and the conflict in Kosovo, and finalizing travel details. We did manage to squeeze in cheese fondue and drinking coffee by the lake, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since coming to Mostar, I have: set up a bank account, bought a cell phone, gotten documents for my visa, gone to the visa office, found out I don't have all the documents I need, gone to cultural events organized by Abrasevic (two concerts and a film) and consumed copious amounts of very delicious espresso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a logic to life here. If it rains, we don't go to the visa office. If we don't have the necessary documents, we get coffee and then go out for lunch. In the words of Enniskillen's own Oscar Wilde-- I never put off till tomorrow what I can possibly put do the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more to say about the town of Mostar and the characters I am meeting here... I'll write up those thoughts tomorrow. Or the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prekosutra is the Bosnian word for the day after tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-7500667603974869107?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/7500667603974869107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=7500667603974869107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7500667603974869107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/7500667603974869107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2007/11/prekosutra.html' title='Prekosutra'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505277227760036491.post-2675239504586061882</id><published>2007-10-15T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T12:47:47.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the beginning</title><content type='html'>I've just spent the last three weeks at the Brethren Volunteer Service orientation (unit #277) in Missouri! We lived on $2.25 a day for food, picked up trash in parks, discussed social justice issues and sang just about every pre-meal camp song that there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On October 22, I'm flying out for a three-day mini-orientation in Geneva. After that, I'll take the train to my new home for the next two years-- Mostar, Bosnia-Hercegovina! I'll be working at a youth cultural center called OKC Abrasevic as a program assistant. Basically, the organization exists to provide cultural outlets for youth-- film festivals, concerts, art workshops and more. These events are an opportunity for Bosnian Muslim, Croat and Serb youth to spend time together in a non-sectarian environment, as well as giving them something to do (the local unemployment rate is very high.) I can help by writing grants, editing project proposals and reports in English and hopefully coming up with some projects of my own. I have a lot to learn-- language, history, culture-- and I am so excited for the challenge. The center has a website: &lt;a href="http://www.okcabrasevic.org/"&gt;www.okcabrasevic.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to work on packing! hopefully this blog will be a good way to keep in touch with all of you over the next two years. Thanks for reading. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1505277227760036491-2675239504586061882?l=katieinmostar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/feeds/2675239504586061882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1505277227760036491&amp;postID=2675239504586061882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2675239504586061882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1505277227760036491/posts/default/2675239504586061882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://katieinmostar.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08789225837183068306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
