Little girls and boys go hungry. All around the world. Every night. Tween girls and boys are fighting wars that aren't theirs. Wars they don't understand. Grown up women and men are discussing important issues every single chance they get, sometimes with good intentions, sometimes with bad and the vast majority of us? The vast... Continue Reading →
By my side.
I was 14 the first time I saw my grandma, I mean really saw the person that my late grandma was. It was at a tram station in the center of Vienna. She held my brother, who was about two years old on his hand and she was waiting at the station for me. I saw... Continue Reading →
A bird loves a fish 