Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 242 – Missing a tree

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When I was fourteen years old, my mother took me up into the mountains to visit my godmother. I hadn’t seen her in ten years, barely remembered the house she was living in and had no idea she had two children. Ever since I was a child I was fascinated with trees. I need it to climb them, talk to┬áthem and feel them.They were my best friends and the only ones privileged to hear my true...

Day 150 – Children and stories

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I’ve always loved working with children, seeing their curious little eyes looking into mine, watching them trying to imitate my moves,or involuntarily opening their mouths whenever I read them a story. A few days ago I had to play my charms on nine children, all of them being around four years old. I didn’t even feel that half an hour pass and as soon as the story and little game that...

Day 139 – Riding the bus

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These last couple of weeks I have been forced to take the bus a lot to get around. I used to love taking the bus, especially back home in Bucharest, where riding the bus can become a small adventure if done in the middle of traffic rush hours. I used to read tones of books on the bus, because an under thirty minutes bus ride didn’t exist and of course at least another twenty minutes metro...

Day 114 – About dreams

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Have you noticed how your dreams change as you grow up? Have you ever had a dream and didn’t let go until you were a grown-up? I doubt it. Usually they change shape, form, perspective and even if the essence is the same they aren’t. For instance among many other dreams, one of mine was to find a job when I grow up that will allow me to read constantly. At first I wanted to become a...

Day 86 – About becoming a writer and why do we need to create

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I have never considered myself as being creative and least of all being an artist. I didn’t even think about the possibility that I was a writer and if you would have asked me what I wanted to do in life, I would have answered that I would like to be a flight attendant. Later on I found out that they don’t actually have any time for themselves, so I gave up that idea and wanted to be...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu