„No book that I’ve ever written had a reason and a purpose as specific as the one I would like to talk about now. My book is a collection of drawings and fairy-tales. The illustrations are by my 6-year-old son Giorgi, with autistic spectrum disorder, interesting
"It is still prevalent today to view texts differently depending on whether they have been written by a woman or a man. I have had to face it too many a time. My texts have been evaluated as “written by a woman” too. Female writers
„I had an innate sense of protest against prohibitions ever since I can remember but I gave it the name “gender based discrimination” only later, when I became a majoritarian MP candidate. Even as a little girl, I realized that my brother was in a
„My mother was the eldest child in the family. They told us myths about our grandparent’s love, yet, when grandma gave birth to a girl, grandfather did not talk to her for two days. Apparently, he, like every Georgian man, wanted a boy. Maybe this,
„Since my school age, I have been forced to choose between my behavior and my aspirations. I have been asked all the time how one can be into studies and fun at the same time. I faced this stereotype later, in my student years too,
"A special child”, “I don’t know what to do” – these are the questions or concerns that I, as a mother of an autistic child, have often come across and I understand the fear and confusion that drags down the parents and gives them the
„My childhood was rather difficult. When I was 15, my 20-year-old brother was killed in a car accident. I was the only child left in the family. Not that we put up with his loss, no, but we actually learned to live with a diseased
„Being a reporter is a tough profession. Not only because it requires intellectual abilities and knowledge but because it demands different, sometimes “special”, physical abilities from women. For instance, it is useful if you can run well and do not get easily tired, because you
„The first time I disapproved of school was when I was in the seventh form. This was when the school divided our class I had been with since my first year at school by technical and humanitarian fields. It was very difficult to get along