A little village and a Palestinian girl

These weeks I've lived several experiences.

This week I've visited to 2 schools: one in Narva (with super Deniss) and other in Sillamae. In Sillamae Gymnasium I  was alone in front of 30 youngsters of 18 years old. At the beginning I was a bit impressed by that scene , but then I have a lot of fun and I really enjoyed talking with them. Hope to visit other schools soon!

Last week we have in the flat a very special and smiley guest, Lamiis, an EVS from Palestine.  She introduced the country, showed us how to belly dance and prepared for us a delicious hummus!

On Friday, Quentin, Lamiis and I went to Maidla, a village in northeastern of Estonia, where Kristof, a Hungarian boy,  is volunteering. It was nice to see how the people live in such a small village. Most of the time the streets were empty and you only could see some houses and nature.

We were in the youth centre  (sooo cozy)  with the youngsters and have a nice evening. They were mostly Estonians, so we have the opportunity to listen Estonian language and to meet Estonian and estonian speakers youngsters.

             

Friday night we made ginger bread all the volunteers together in the youth center

 On Saturday, before coming back to Narva, we explored a little bit Maidla…

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As Lamiis lived in our flat for a week, one night we talk over a cup of tea about what's happening in Palestine. I barely knew nothing about it and I'd never met a local before. Although she was very tired (she had a very busy schedule!) she explained to me the difficult situation in the country, especially in Gaza. Once she thought one of her friends died in an explosion, fortunately she didn't. 

And people there live like that, they don't know if one day a bomb will be dropped on their house and will destroy everything and everyone….and c'est fini.

But show must go on, they have to continue with their lives, to go to the market, school, work, fall in love, laugh in a family meeting where the children will discuss about who will eat the last piece of cake.

And when the merciless reality knocks the door, they'll  just cross fingers and hope to survive one more day. 

I'm not gonna speak about who is the blame, who is wrong or right in my opinion. But it's a shame that the rest of the countries do nothing and even add fuel to the fire providing them with weapons..while for some people this situation is a disgrace,a tragedy, for others is a business. An this is how the world works.