Author Archives: Angela

The Sirens

“We don’t need people who panic or fly into a fit of hysteria,” Oksana tells me, looking me straight in the eye. It is a beautiful August afternoon. We are standing on the small balcony at the back of the … Continue reading →

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The Kitchen Ants

In an unassuming pavilion in front of a prefabricated housing estate in Troieshchyna, a north-eastern district of Kyiv on the left bank of the Dnipro, a small glass door bears the inscription “Мурашки” (Ants). Below it is a colourful picture … Continue reading →

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I went to Kyiv. That’s me.

Why would an older woman like me want to go to a country at war? Isn’t this very controversial, even crazy or irresponsible? I am neither a politician nor a diplomat, a journalist, a professional aid worker, a medic or … Continue reading →

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Heute Nacht bleibt das Meer ruhig

„Einfach so nach Świnoujście gefahren?“, fragt meine ehemalige Polnischlehrerin, als ich ihr Fotos aus der polnischen Hafenstadt schicke. Nein, nicht einfach so. Ich hatte einen Bericht über die Katastrophe der polnischen Fähre MS Jan Heweliusz gelesen und anschließend eine Netflix-Serie … Continue reading →

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Zaslepený Samson

„Jako zaslepený Samson v knize Soudců,“ píše izraelský intelektuál Yuval Noah Harari v deníku Haaretz 18. dubna 2024, „se Netanjahu rozhodl nechat zřítit střechy Gazy na hlavy všech – Palestinců i Izraelců – jen aby uspokojil svou touhu po pomstě. … Continue reading →

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The Field of Mars

  The Field of Mars in Lviv (Марсове поле) is a military cemetery and War Memorial for Ukrainian soldiers who died during the Russo-Ukrainian War. This is Mariia. She comes here every day.

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The Night the War Came to My Street

I am in Lviv. Last night, I was woken shortly before 4 a.m. by a roar and a loud bang. Something like a huge, fast aeroplane had roared over my head.

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Czarna dama

Wczoraj w nocy umarła Mandy. Była moją kotką przez dwanaście lat.

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The Tunnel Of Hope

A month ago I visited Sarajevo – one of those evocative places I have wanted to see for a long time. What comes to my mind when I think of Sarajevo? The Balkans, cultural diversity, East meets West, the Siege … Continue reading →

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Čtyři a půl hodiny na Odboru migrační politiky

Dnes pobyt na Odboru azylové a migrační politiky Ministerstva vnitra ČR. Nejsem objednaná, přesto doufám, že na mě brzy přijde řada. Chtěla jsem se objednat online, ale vše je plně obsazeno až do konce listopadu. Takže čekám s číslem v … Continue reading →

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