This year was one of the years I shall never forget. The coronavirus pandemic shapes our lives day by day into a new reality, everything seems to change, from hygienic strict rules to working from home, or worse, to unemployment. Due to economical reasons, my job became not a necessity any longer. I must admit (still feeling a bit guilty about it), I do enjoy the unexpected free weeks, more time to read, more time to do online courses, more time for my endless ideas. Read more
In Copenhagen exists a library where you can borrow books … human books. Exactly, people with a story. The Human Library is, in the true sense of the word, the library of people. Readers can borrow human beings serving as open books and have conversations they would not normally have access to. Every human book from the “bookshelf”, represents a group in our society that is often subjected to prejudice, stigmatization or discrimination because of their lifestyle, diagnosis, belief, disability, social status, ethnic origin etc. Read more
205 years ago, on February 7, 1812, was born in Portsmouth, England, John Huff Charles Dickens, an English novelist, known for the 19th-century realism, reflected in his novels. Up to the age of 12, Dickens‘s childhood was peaceful and happy. His family belonged to the nobility and he went to a private school. His father, a bohemian character, was incarcerated in a debtor’s prison. To help his family, Charles was forced to leave school and work ten-hour days at Warren’s Blacking Warehouse, where he earned six shillings a week pasting labels on pots of boot blacking. Read more