by Olga Brajnović | Oct 18, 2020 | challenges, Journalism, Memories
My first assignment in my newspaper was education and culture. I love music, which allowed me to interview musicians who visited our city for concerts. Once the Moscow virtuosi, conducted by Vladimir Spivakov, had to perform in our old theatre. I had to interview him,...
by Olga Brajnović | Oct 14, 2020 | Family, Journalism, Memories
My father was a teacher at the Journalism school of Navarre’s University in Spain from 1960 to 1992. I studied in that school and attended his classes, but I couldn’t take his exams. Instead, a tribunal of three teachers was in charge of testing me, and...
by Olga Brajnović | Oct 13, 2020 | challenges, Journalism, Memories
The first time I entered a Court House, I felt scared and lost. I had in my hand a piece of paper I couldn’t understand I had received the day before at my newsroom, ordering me to appear before a local court to collect a summons.Maybe somebody had denounced me...
by Olga Brajnović | Oct 8, 2020 | challenges, commitment, Family, Journalism, Memories
During WWII, my dad was on a train when a communist guerrilla bombed the tracks. They killed many passengers and took the survivors as prisoners. My dad was an independent journalist who had been a prisoner of the fascists for criticizing Mussolini. Now only because...
by Olga Brajnović | Sep 25, 2020 | challenges, Family, Memories
I wrote this post September 25th 2014 to answer a WordPress prompt that asked who was my hero when I was five and if my vision of that person had changed with the time. When I was five he was my hero. The perfect man. The one who knew all the answers. The one with...
by Olga Brajnović | Sep 23, 2020 | challenges, Journalism, Memories
The attorney’s desk was full of legal documents about the case I was investigating as a reporter. It was a corruption scandal involving the president of my region an many other politicians. He was representing one of the plaintiffs. He dismissed as extraneous...
