Tri su osnovna, aktuelno prisutna stereotipa u vezi sa trenutnim položajem avganistanskih žena: da to nije naša stvar, da se avganistanske žene nas ne tiču jer žive u kulturi različitoj od naše; da je do kraha u Avganistanu došlo zbog nametanja tuđih demokratskih vrednosti i ženskih prava i da se sada više ništa ne može uraditi…
On this day 21 years ago, a truly historic step was taken when the United Nations Security Council unanimously adopted Resolution 1325. For the first time, the unique impact of war on women was recognized, and so was the need for women’s full and equal participation in peacebuilding. From that moment on, we had internationally-agreed mandates to increase women’s representation at all…
We are the 10 volunteers for FOSDI – 9 Italians, 1 Bulgarian, 7 girls, 3 boys, 5 in Uzice and 5 in Belgrade. The Uzice group is working in the facilities of Regional Development agency for Zlatibor region, as the Belgrade group is in the office of FOSDI.
We are here thanks to the project Corpi Civili di Pace – a Peace Civil Corps initiative, created to support peaceful conflict resolution and financed by the Italian government.
Hi, My name is Tsvetomira. All my live people in Bulgaria was calling me Tsve or Tsveti… and than I started travelling…
Maybe some of you don’t realize to what extend travelling (and especially living abroad) changes you.
I have never been abroad until I was 23, except for 3 days on organized bus trip to Greece. And then I went on a project for young journalists from my university in Indonesia for 3 weeks, all by myself.
I like to define myself a curious person in training: I constantly feel the need of moving, exploring, creating new connections. Throughout the years my eagerness to discover new things led me to live in, and travel to different places…but when I think of how this need started, I cannot point exactly to a specific moment or an event.
I’m Marjus Ceveli, an Italian Civil Peace Corp based in Belgrade-Serbia. I arrived here just at the beginning of a not so cold typical Belgradese November. Unfortunately climate change is having effects also here probably.
It was everything unexpected for me as I was selected for another project that wasn’t launched and I was contacted in the last minutes about this opportunity in Belgrade.
I’m Elisa, and at the moment I am spending one year with the Peace Civil Corps in Serbia.
The way that led me to this new country began few years ago. When I finished my studies I opened my own business for bicycle rental and tours around Livorno (my home town). This was an amazing but also a really hard-working experience.
My name is Luongo Salvatore, 28 years old, born in Brazil but with an Italian citizenship. I live in a small town near Naples in Southern Italy. I’m an open minded person with a cheery and positive attitude that is always willing to put in some effort to reach certain goals.
On 11th of December the volunteers from Italy and Bulgaria for the project Corpi Civili di Pace implemented their first activity for the local community.
The presentation “Study and volunteer abroad” was shown to the students of the College of Applied Sciences in Uzice. As an introduction the public got familiar with the Italian Civil Corpse. The programme is financed by the Italian government and this year it involves 130 volunteers in different country.
Sitting in a “kafana” – the traditional Serbian place where to eat and drink – I can’t help relaxing. The atmosphere envelops me in a warm embrace, while outside there is still the snow and a few meters away the lake of Zlatibor is frozen.
”Where there is a Slava, there is a Serb!” – Miloš Milojević
The Slava is a Serbian Orthodox Christian festivity, during which each family glorifies it’s patron saint. It is celebrated annually on the saint’s feast day: family members and friends gather at the patriarch’s house, bringing Serbian traditional food, singing stare pesme (old traditional songs) and drinking wine and rakija.
My name is Filippoamato, I am 27 years old and I come from Sicily. Sicily is the most beautiful place on Earth (I swear, I am not saying this because I am Sicilian, or maybe yes, you will never know if you do not go there). In Sicily you can find Etna, the highest active volcano in Europe outside the Caucasus. There are eighteen inhabited islands divided in over five archipelagos, and a couple of minor islands.
Today the Uzice team attended a presentation conducted by the Regional Rural Development Standing Working Group (SWG for short) presenting its many activities aimed at promoting and supporting development of local SME and collaborating with many organizations and associations in the areas they’re based in.
The world is on fire, strikes and riots are taking place in several countries: from Chile to Iraq, from French yellow vests to Catalonia’s separatists. Causes are different but common points exist. One for all, the casus belli of the protest is often a small thing and even once accomplished, the protest do not stop. Another shared characteristic among these protests, is the young age of those who partake in them, as it is clear, for instance, in the “Friday for Future” movement.
The pandemic has spread silently but deafeningly, and my home-country Italy in the first place had been the mirror in which many countries are now reflecting themselves. Empty streets, social distance, smart working. But what does it really mean to go back to a country pictured by the International mass media as an apocaliptic place? I’ll tell you, by sharing my impressions of my trip from Serbia to Perugia.
From 7th until 13th of March the volunteers Chiara, Elisa, Tsvetomira and Cristiana participated in the Training Course held in Blagaj (Mostar- Bosnia and Herzegovina) on behalf of FOSDI. Throughout the training, together with other 15 participants from Bosnia and Herzegovina, Croatia, Kosovo and Germany, they had the chance to reflect and carry out activities regarding youth work, sport and reconciliation processes, by using non-formal education methods.
I have experienced the state of emergency in both Serbia and Italy: in fact, I returned back to my home town, Perugia, after 3 weeks of the beginning of the Italian lockdown.
I personally used the time staying at home also reflecting on the different impacts on mental health and community reactions to the lockdown measures. Especially, following some of my acquaintances’ comments on social media on how the Italian government was dealing with the restrictive measures, made me think about how our perception can be easily distorted by the media.
Have you ever heard the breath of a city? The way it inhales, and its heavy sight of exhalation. The air condensing in clouds, smog and fog. Its warmth in the middle of a cold day. Its heaviness, sticking to your clothes and to your hair and to your face. The persistent sensation of having been touched by something slightly unhealthy, but alive and kicking. Have you ever felt the life of a city? The constant movements.