Laura je dobrovoľníčkou v Albánsku, kde vypomáha s projektovým manažmentom miestnej Adre. Aj jej pandémia znemožnila každodennú pracovnú rutinu. Avšak, vďaka nej znovuobjavila hodnoty vytlačené do úzadia rýchlym životným štýlom.
Pre zachovanie autenticity výpovede našej dobrovoľníčky ponechávame jej príbeh v pôvodnej, anglickej verzii:
This morning, I woke up and had a healthy breakfast with muesli and fresh natural milk that my neighbour gave me.
I have always seen those bottles of Coca Cola, Fanta, etc. filled with white liquid (milk, now I know) on the streets of Tirana. Although, I have always been attracted by them, never found the courage to buy one.
The lockdown gave me the chance to get to know my neighbours better, despite living next to each other for 6 months already. I've discovered just now, what an amazing people they are. I don’t remember how the affinity among us started. For the 6 months that I have been here, I haven’t seen them often, due to my work routine, different lifestyle and so on. Whenever we met, we just greeted each other politely and that's all. And now?! They are feeding me with delicious food. The photos you can see aren’t at all exhaustive, I received countless marvellous traditional Albanian meals!
Their children of 5 and 7-years-old come down and play with me. We play with the ball, hide and seek, catch me and so on but I also have the time to chat as well with their mom!
Maybe it has started some weeks ago when I repaired a deflated wheel on the bike of the oldest child. Since all the shops where closed, I offered myself to help having all tools with me. And what an amazing success! We established a relationship!
It is so sweet. Sometimes when I am in my living room, working on the laptop, I can hear a tiny voice calling: “Lauraaa”. I run straight away to the yard and see the oldest child with a dish of something delicious.
Now, I know their names. Yes, it was shameful that I didn't even know their names before, or at least made the effort to remember them.
I am thinking to return the gesture by making a pizza. Throwback to my childhood, I always helped my mum to prepare pizza or cakes, but that was a really long time ago.
So far I gave it a try only twice during the quarantine period. The first attempt was a total failure. The pizza mixture didn’t even raise due to the lack of yeast (but this is another story). Yet, I will return to favour for sure. But, let’s see if it will be a pizza!
*The article was written on April 9th, 2020.
Laura je od septembra 2019 dobrovoľníčkou v Albánsku v partnejskej organizácií Adra Albánsko v rámci programu EU Aid Volunteers. Adra Slovensko je jej vysielajúcou organizáciou. Ako sa Laure darí môžete sledovať i na našom Facebooku.