by Olga Brajnović | Nov 24, 2020 | challenges, Family, Memories
The seal of the Orient Express. Photo by Dominik Scythe on Unsplash After twelve years apart, persecuted by communists, my parents finally managed to get together in Munich in 1956. My mom boarded the Orient Express in Zagreb, Croatia, then under communist Yugoslavia,...
by Olga Brajnović | Nov 15, 2020 | challenges, Love, Memories
When my father died, we found his diaries from the years of WWII and the cold war, a time very harsh for him. We thought that the diaries would be full of his adventures as a prisoner and fugitive, which were really exciting. And yes, he wrote about that, but in the...
by Olga Brajnović | Nov 11, 2020 | challenges, Journalism, Memories
Years ago, I went on vacation to a remote town on the Cantabrian coast. I wanted to disappear for a while. I was a journalist, and I had been reporting on issues related to terrorism and urban guerrillas for a long time. I was tired of the pressure in which I lived....
by Olga Brajnović | Oct 28, 2020 | bad luck, Journalism, Memories
Photo by Ben White on Unsplash One of my career achievements was that my colleagues elected me as the Navarra Journalists Association’s first woman president. I was young, and in those years, men still dominated the profession. There were difficult times...
by Olga Brajnović | Oct 23, 2020 | challenges, Journalism, Memories
The Jail’s chaplain asked me once if I would be willing to lecture the inmates as part of an activity organised by the education committee. I had to talk about the Balkans war, then in full actuality. I had worked as a correspondent from Croatia and Bosnia...
by Olga Brajnović | Oct 22, 2020 | Family, Love, Memories
My mom had a stroke and spent four years paralysed. I spent much time with her, trying to alleviate her suffering. It was exhausting and wonderful at the same time because we became very close to each other and complicit in many things. She could move the right side...
