The article was submitted by LISA.
Bill wrote Fools Rush In in 2005. It’s an intense memoir of the sequence of events that led him to board an aid bus to Sarajevo, evade sniper’s bullets, and as fate would have it, help U2 broadcast Sarajevo’s struggle for survival during their Zoo TV tours. You could even say this young guy from California had a hand in stopping the war.
By Alinesarajevo
I’ve started the school year at a small school in Sarajevo after spending ten months teaching teenagers in Southeast Asia. Teaching assertive Bosnian students takes some getting used to. Typically, half my class time in Bangkok last year would be spent coaxing trembling students to speak more loudly and loosen up. Many of the Thai children were anxious about embarrassing themselves, to the detriment of their language learning.
This article is submitted by a former English teacher in Sarajevo.
I wake up at 9:30 and walk to the bakery five minutes from my door. I pay half a KM, about 25 cents, for a buhtla cokoladna – a warm roll with chocolate inside that I buy regularly but can never pronounce correctly. Returning home to eat, I watch an older episode of Oprah, which, as with all television programs in Sarajevo, is in its original language with local language subtitles. This has been a useful way to improve my vocabulary.
This article was submitted by an American teacher teaching English in Sarajevo.
I first met my student on a Monday evening. He was wearing a suit and tie, and his level was pre-intermediate. He had relatives in the US and had been to a language school there during a month-long trip. I admired this willingness for a relatively older learner with a high-status job to enroll in an elementary level language class.
This article was submitted by a former English teacher in Sarajevo.
She was an old woman, seventy-five years old, she told me, holding up seven fingers and then five. The day I moved into the flat in the building her family owned, she came up the steps the first day with some homemade sirnica, cheese pie. Every week or so she would come up the stairs slowly, bearing some kind of food. If I ever knocked on her door, she would invite me in for coffee and warm up some food for me.
This tip was submitted by BELEN, a foreign student studying in Sarajevo.
The best way to get to Sarajevo is by plane. There are daily flights from a few European airports for example Franz Josef Strauss Airport in Munich or Vienna International Airport in Austria. If you are departing from another European city, you will have to book a flight which stops at one of these cities. It’s also possible via Budapest, in Hungary.
A friend of mine visited Sarajevo during her Europe’s tour last year. She stayed at Hostel Haris and wrote a short review about it after much “pressure” from me.
H’s review
Last Friday night, my colleagues and I went for a beer at a pub in Vysehrad. I was chatting with the husband of my co-worker when I heard something like “jako Sarajevu” from the other end of the table. “It was strange,” I thought to hear anything about Sarajevo in this country. Then Tomas, the husband explained that they have a popular expression in Czech: “Sedm koukle jako Sarajevu” meaning “Seven bullets as in Sarajevo.”
The first meal I had in the city was the chicken sandwich or sandwich “sa piletinom” at Piceriza Pomodorino on Branilaca Sarajeva Street, behind the main street walk. The sandwich is pita pocket bread stuffed with chicken and some white cream I had trouble distinguished. I came from an extensive sauce-flavored dish culture, thus if being asked, I can pick out one or two sauces.
My name is Cindy, also rhymes with travel junkie. A friend said I was probably a gipsy in my previous life. One of my many secret missions in life is to convert you to run off every once in awhile.
