“The neighborhood felt like a family. And like every family, there were dysfunctions and disagreements, but everyone knew you could count on each other. Being a Muslim, a Croat, or a Serb was never a source of contention; rather, being a bad neighbor was.” WarSurvivalMemoirSiegeSarajevoTeenager Problems Book:Ten Thousand Shells and Counting: A Memoir Source: Ten Thousand Shells and Counting: A Memoir
“My mother cried every day, on a cue, as if someone tapped her on a shoulder and said "Go! Now!" She looked thin, and her hair looked disheveled, getting longer, flat on the top with curly remnants from a perm on each side. I didn't know what to say or do partially because she never tried to explain her sudden outbursts, so I thought she wanted us to leave her alone to mourn in peace.” WarSurvivalMemoirSiegeSarajevoTeenager Problems Book:Ten Thousand Shells and Counting: A Memoir Source: Ten Thousand Shells and Counting: A Memoir