39 results for author: Orientat


International Day of Human Rights

10 decembrie. International Day of Human Rights remind you that we are all diffrent but, in the same time, we are equal. Watch the promotional video against hate speech made ​​by the Foundation for Civil Society Development .

The Little Artist by Cristina Babii

Within a family where music has always been a reason of joy, but which none of the members has studied deeper, Antonio, 11, is the only stave heir. His parents are struggling for their little artist’s dream to come true and to see their own becoming reality too, the dream to see Toni being a musician. Toni painstakingly strings his pile of diplomas with his name written on, of which he shows no sign of modesty. He stretches for a tiny golden medal, tied up with a three-color string – red, yellow and blue, like the Romanian flag. “Little artist’s Spring”, is written on the tiny coin which Toni places, like a cherry on a cake, close to the ...

I am not a nobody by Annamaria Kozma

At Starbucks in Baneasa Mall in Bucharest, the last orders are being taken. Behind the counter, barely visible, Violeta spins like a top; she makes coffees with heart shaped foam, takes payment and gives change. She is looking forward to finishing with her last two clients, because she is thinking only of where has she put the keys? She closes rapidly the till and runs to the back closet, where she finds the keys in the rucksack; what a relief! There are already two to three years since she got house keys, but she still finds it weird. “I am not used to it.” It was a summer day in 1993 when Violeta Pocovnicu’s mother left a maternity unit ...

Gypsy = peep Bo? by Ioana Popescu

A Young man of gypsy ethny who comes from an assimilated family seeks to connect to the identity of the community to which he belongs and help his fellow people. Costinel Marin is from Iași, he is 26 years old and comes from a family with 4 children, all of them boys, among whom he is the eldest. He is communicative, responsive, and funny. He has a glance in his candid and bright eyes which stays with you for a long time after you met him. He has many plans and he uses all the resources which he finds in order to fulfil them. At present he succeeds in connecting work at a project with EU founding in the agricultural field with the fight for a ...

The School on Four Wheels by Alexandra Filip

For over a hundred children in Dallas, a neighborhood on the outskirts of Iasi, school comes on a weekly basis, on four wheels. Corina Chiriac, one of the graduates of “the mobile school”, hopes that one day she will become a social worker There is a cinematic mood in the corner classroom on the second floor of the Alexandru Vlahuta Gymnasium. A handful of children are placing the desks alongside the walls and the chairs in the middle of the classroom. It happens to be “alternative week”; thus, they will not do any homework today. Today they will be playing. They will run after each other playing blind man’s buff, blindfolded with a ...

Cristina dreams on by Simona Filip

For the whole day, Cristina walks on Iasi streets looking for work or to fill up her time. When it gets dark, she goes to a night asylum. She dreams about having her own house sometime. The first thing Cristina told me about her was that she comes from a family with 15 children and that in 2001 wanted to meet her parents. She was 16 years old then, almost all of them spent in orphanages and she was always thinking about her father, about who she didn’t know anything. „I left with Geta, with Flori and the nurse to Voinești. Since morning I left, but I didn’t stay. I didn’t like at all what I found there, only misery. But I saw my father’s ...

Ambition changes the destiny by Simona Popovici

The road of the young adult from orphanages towards singing between the blocks and working by the day. Calin Ioan, raised in orphanages, without a home, fights for a decent living. His palms show cracks due to heavy labour. He has started working when he was 14 since his family was not able to support him. He went to school and has discovered the talent that defines him and for which he is being praised. Born in Calarasi, Calin was raised in placement centres in Popricani and Targu-Frumos, Iasi county, since he was 2. Since he turned 18, he is living in the streets of Iasi - the city of seven hills. His parents were very poor and could not be next ...

Călin…pages from the story of the young Romani with white skin by Simona Roxana Poclid

When eyes are closed, everything else is black. Only the voice and the word guide you. When he was 5 years old, Călin heard on the TV talking about Americans and he asked his mother: “What are we?” His mother answered him: “We are gipsy” and since then Călin wished he could find out more. He has not been living in a Romani community, he has never been told that he is Romani nor knew he what it meant. His parents told him over the years that his great grandparents were in the trade with metal objects (cauldrons, bells, and scissors) and were deported to Iasi. Here they met other people, different from what they knew before and they broke ...

An actor in a hurry by Mădălina Nenică

The fight of a young man with his own destiny renouncing the Romanian stage for studying at a renowned British university. Cristian Proboi is a young man from ursari people. He is 24 and works as a monitoring operator, validation and data entry at the Centre for Public Policies Monitoring in Bucharest. This is an association which monitors the public policies. His life was not easy at all. Starting with his childhood he had to live in the street, in the parks, communal stairs of blocks or house attics. Throughout the time he had to deal with racism and the meanness from those around him. All these did not stop Cristian to become what he is today. ...

How I met Portocala by Simona Filip

Last year I worked on a project involving institutionalised youth and Romani people. I met Portocala and this changed all my opinions about them. The interphone keeps ringing, and on its screen you can see teenager faces. Noisy groups of teenagers enter the building; I can hear their laughs and teasing. They go up the stairs slowly to the fourth floor where I am waiting for them in the lecture room having no expectations. It is my first meeting with youth from placement centres and I do not know much about them, or their behaviour, nor how we will interact over the next three month. This is how long the qualification course that I coordinate will ...