‘’I live in the village Gurianta with my husband and three children. I got married very young when I was 18, but I was lucky to have a great family. During the first 7-8 years, I was sitting at home and raised my children, but
''When choosing a profession for girls, often school and family influence them a great deal. They are often advised to choose a profession that is close to other women's experience and doesn’t compete with men. Such attitudes kill women's motivation to try their abilities for
"I was born and raised in Ozurgeti. I was interested in social media and programming, but I thought that business, accounting, and auditing were jobs more suited to me. I even learned auditing, but didn’t ultimately choose that field – I realized that I was
Woman in a minibus I’m a diplomat by profession – I studied the history of international relations. Nowadays it is a common practice, but when I was a student it was rare for a student to study and work at the same time. Our family didn’t
‘’When I was entering tenth grade, I fell off a tree. I underwent wrong surgery in Tbilisi and then I had to spend two years in a rehabilitation center in Yerevan. When I came back, I could almost walk, but I was falling down often.
‘’My father was arrested on August 8th in 1937, a few days earlier before I was born. He was a Social Democrat and had already been arrested once in 1926, spending 6 years in Tashkent prison. In 1937, he was arrested again as a former
"Komli" The etymology of the word ‘’Komli’’ (meaning smoke from a household) is very interesting and if we look thematically, it tells the story of strong, able women. To this day, the rural population is counted by counting households with smoke, each belonging to separate families
I got married when I was 15 years old – I was already with my husband on my 16th birthday. I barely knew him, had seen him only once, when he bought cigarettes in my mother’s restaurant in Bakhmaro. He was a brunette and also
Repressed childhood ---------------------------------- I had nothing like childhood. Two sisters, we were alone in this world, having nobody except each other… Both of our parents suffered political repressions. Shortly after my father was sent to GULAG, my mother was arrested too. In those days, it was happening a