VOLUNTEERING IN GERMANY

I decided to apply for this particular volunteering opportunity because I was interested in volunteering in the cultural sector and also I was eager to try out something different than just studying. My favorite experience so far in the place I volunteer was taking pictures at different events and creating social media content. I find […]

Dearest gentle readers, As the last few months slipped by in their peculiar mix of swift and sluggish passage, I find myself marveling at the sheer unpredictability of life. Days have drifted along like a leaf in a breeze – sometimes rushing in a blur, at other times floating leisurely, yet somehow still carrying us

Omnia mea mecum portaI carry everything with meMy dreams, ideas, expectations and even fears before my arrival. All of them changing and often intertwining in the process… The blurred memories of my one-year Bremen life that has not yet ended and has not yet cooled down. I am sitting on the other side of Germany

And just like that, it’s over. The end of the season, or a chapter, or however you prefer to call it. A year has passed, and my project is complete. There’s so much I want to say and so few words to do so. It’s been a journey and i didn’t always know where it’s

I’m writing this from the airport, on my way back home, the last thing I do as a volunteer in Bremen. What a year, huh? Yeah, truly, what a year… full of all the emotions I knew, and many I didn’t. A year of discovering, of discovering myself, of losing and getting lost. I’ve learned

There is nothing worse in this world than a person who believs in his business. This is the only thought that has accompanied me throughout this year. When I boarded the plane to Bremen, I already knew what and when I would need to do to achieve my goal. What I have now is not

It feels surreal that almost four months have passed since my first report; my life in Bremen has turned into a routine by now even though the sense of excitement and freshness of the beginning is still present.  I can definitely say that I´m learning a lot in many ways; from a work point of

During my first week in Bremen, at the beginning of my project, I often told myself to comfort myself that I only had to hold out until Christmas and then I would decide whether I wanted to carry on. It may sound harsh, but it gave me the courage to make a fresh start in

“Do Not Let the Day Fade from My Window   I have no control over the rising sun, Nor can I find one who understands my state; Ah, the thought of my death crosses my mind, Then this bird, this garden, this glamour.   And the heart says to its God: I am indifferent to

At the end of April, I saw forget-me-nots blooming in Viertel. I remember walking there across Osterdeich a few days after seeing off Salome, who had picked me up at the airport in September when I first arrived in Bremen. I remember feeling time basically slipping through my fingers like sand and realising that suddenly,