„This is my story – When Lile was born I had already had one child and I knew what it was like to have a baby. I thought I would experience everything afresh and be doubly happy, I did not have any other expectations. At
„This year, I enrolled in the Department of International Relations and moved to Tbilisi to study. In my last years at school in Batumi, I contacted some non-governmental organizations, such as Batumi Youth House, the Leader’s Club, the Freedom Center, and started to work as
„I dreamt of becoming a policewoman in my childhood. I wanted to be a policewoman very much. I still dream about that. My family has never opposed my decisions. When I was little my father used to laugh whenever I said that I wanted to
„New Year is the most favorite time of the year for me and those around me, because we are visited by many guests. Visitors come from schools, kindergartens, music schools and hold concerts for us, bring us presents. Do you know why? We can feel
„Life is a staircase… Sometimes you go up and sometimes you go down. I dedicated all my life to public good. Learning and working was a priority. We were very small, my two sisters and I, when our mother passed away. Father was a teacher
"I was injured when I was 17… I loved swimming very much, I looked forward to every summer and in winter I went to the swimming pool. That summer I was spending my holiday at my grandmother’s place. Together with my friends, I went to the
„I am studying the Engineering Physics program with a focus on medicine in the Technical University of Georgia. I have been into technical subjects since childhood and math and physics have been my strong suit. Having said that, if I don’t like a discipline, I
„I had a very ordinary life and ordinary childhood. I was not vigorous and there was nothing remarkable about me. However, after I graduated from university and went back to live in Akhalgori, I could see that the life was monotonous, especially for the young
“I was born in Odessa, Ukraine. What I remember from my childhood, is my house. We lived on the second floor of the so called “Italian Yard” type of a building in Ukraine … It was dusty, there were some planks, probably they were getting