Wheelchair way of life ____________ I’d been living happy life before 1994, but then, like others, I also became the victim of the of the havoc wreaked in our country at that time. We were attending relative’s funeral in a neighbouring village Qveshi. On our way back home
What happened in the street "It happened exactly two years ago, on February 20 in 2016. I’d just started to work. Giving math and English private lessons at the same time, I had to go from Kavtaradze to Sololaki in the late evening and return home
„I’m a mother of three, and I teach Georgian language and literature in a private school. My maternity leave experience just bears witness that women are put in a helpless position and at risk of losing their job during every pregnancy. Before, I taught in one
„Why put up with violence?“ ------------------------------------------- Perhaps the most important is that abusers never reveal their violent nature at the beginning of the relationship. I’d known my future husband more than a year before marrying him though he didn't use to reveal his abusive behaviour back then.
Since very childhood, I've always seen myself as a girl. Except for boy's name, I could see no difference between other girls and myself. By the age of 11-12, I started considering seriously about who I was. Because of the homophobic environment around me, I
During my study in Belarus, my supervisor promised he would take me as a second assistant to a surgeon for one of the important surgeries. On entering operating theatre, the surgeon looked at me and said that considering complexity and length of the surgical procedure
I was assigned a headmaster of Tsaghveri School three years ago. Before that, I’d worked as a biology teacher. Having thought I have some leadership skills, I decided to try myself in this area. First, I passed teachers’ certification exam and became a senior teacher. It was
"I was planning to go abroad to work for some time, but something always held me back. I didn’t want to leave my children and I always hoped I’d find a job in Georgia that would make me more financially stable. However, extreme hardship forced
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