Cleaning disks still didn’t happen

It’s 2:26 am 22nd May 2010 – almost a year from when the last entry here was written. I’m listening to some Indian music and I just finished to read the comment which one nameless former friend gave me to that last blog entry and thought about what sort of things happened in my life. It was laughter, there were tears, there were things which tore my heart apart and there were those of things which made me extreamly happy, filled me with joy and lifted my spirit to the unimaginal limits.
 
The previous entry was created when I tried to clean my computer discs and found some stuff which returned memories back in all joy and pain. Afterwards, when that entry was published already for two months that particular "I forgot" friend came and gave that comment. Even now, reading it, I can’t actually feel what mood that friend was in when writing, but however (I might be mistaken though) today I felt kind of warmhearted feeling. It was like inbetween the lines he (I bet it was he) wanted to tell me "Look, Lady, I’m sorry for what happened and I would really cherrish the momment "meeting" you again, but for my sake that moment can never happen and lost things could never be found again." (Don’t tear me apart if this is only in my imagination though). I have to admit I had to read that comment several times to fully grab what is written there. Now after a year it works like a balsam for my soul and this particular momment which I spend here sitting on my chair behind the computer, with that Indian music playing is just perfect. (Don’t spoil it – lol)
 
I still remember all those things I’ve written about in that last entry, but every time I start to remember, the feeling is always different though still painful. It’s like that one after the lost battle one has to face.
 
Today I fight different battles, more real life stylish then ever before and the momments like this, early in the morning, are really those I miss andn I afford only from time to time. Beingn with myself without rush, alone, listening to what I want to listen, letting my thoughts flow out through my (still quick typing) fingers on here is what always make me calm and kind of connected with all those I loved, cherrished and respected. Struggling for the job to keep, keeping teenager (what my son now is) on the right track, dealing with hundreeds and hundreeds of conpromises every day and still struggling with all kinds of memories which come back now and then, is big battle enough to fight.
 
Well, however, whoever now says "She finally got what she deserved." I have to dissappoint. The background of this space might be black, but my mood is not. I’m just thoughtfull, spreading the thoughts about the past and that’s all.
 
I am not cleaning discs today and neither were they ever cleaned. There still are all kinds of everything and gues what? I even added additional discs instead to store more memories, thoughts, stories photos and similar stuff on.
 
And what happened in this year? What is different? Nothing and everything at the same time. I hardly can say I’m still that old me, but a part of that Lady Jane still remained somewhere deep in my mind and soul. I work more, meet people less and the family and computer are almost my only friends. No, I’m not cryingn here I just am telling you what way I’ve choosen to walk from that last entry.
 
Willl those discs ever be cleaned and put in order at all? No, probably not as there will still be a part of my soul which will always be disordered and preloaded with memories and feelings.
 
Smiling I already am hearing those of you impatient young people who still curiously visit here from time to time saying: "Ohhh, come on! What a Bullshit!" Yah, might be … I wouldn’t be surprised if I would hear that. Besides, what were my thoughts and feelings for you other then a giant pile fo shit anyway.
 
OK, guys, It’s 3 am now and as in old times of KOH and iBricks, just perfect time to go to sleep. Enjoy another day, grab it with both hands and don’t let it go so quickly, because it one day might be the last one to live.
 
With best wishes
still yours
Tatjana Prelog – tatjanap
 

Returning memories … different way.

I’ve decided to clean my external disk with all balast which gathered there in those years of usage and acthiving or trsahing the things there if you want to put things this way, but I ended in reading the topics of the long gone forum – legend named KOH.

Hmmm … It’s still painful when I remember those days, but as they say every wrong is right for something and this wrong – reading of the topics which I saved to my computer with love and care and which are never meant to be deleted – was good to finally understand some things which I didn’t see that time. Actually one kid saying that I’m perhaps a pedophile hurt me that much that time that I couldn’t see the things from the other aspect and admit to myself that I might be guilty of one major thing because of which I was banned that time and that was being too personal with all those kids. Now, when my life has got (thanks to CJ and all those kids) totally new aspects and I finally can enjoy the joy of it again, I can see clearer then ever and I’m glad, thankful and happy for that.

I WAS too parsonal with those kids, but I meant nothing bad with this. I wanted to be their friend and that was all, but ended to be their worst enemy they maybe ever encountered. I’m very sorry for that, but even this was good for something. I’m not even a bit personal with kids anymore and I rather avoid them then meet them, even those who were (I doubt they still are) my friends during and after this historical banning and happenings.

Now when this all is (I at least hope so) over I know those friends will never become friends again. I doubt anyone even remembers me and if someone does then surely the memories aren’t pleasant one. I can’t even imagine that one would think good about me after KOH happenings and I don’t expect those kids now that they’re much older and more capable of understanding some things would think much differently then they did in those times.

I don’t say I wouldn’t like to hear at least a word from any of them. I liked them all with all my heart and whenever someone of them told me something bad happened to him or her, I felt pain in my chest or even cried. When someone told me something highly good happened I was happy for him or her like it would happen to me. My insights were never meant to control the feelings of others, but feel with them no matter were the things good or bad. Let’s say I was not reacting right on the situations and did totally wrong things at the wrong time … result: not just banning, but heterred from allover the Universe, wherever I put my name … tatjanap.

But … here was one person who totally trusted me and was by my side all the time, especially when this all happened – my husband. He was the only one who trusted me, conforted me and even helped me to go through those really bad and taugh times. I was totally paralized from all these things: I couldn’t work properly at work, I couldn’t function right at home especially as I have the kid of my own as well and every time I had to decide something for him all those things returned back to me as a boomerang and I wonderred all the time: »Am I good enough to educate my kid? Will I decide right? Do I have the right to take the decision?« There was the time I was afraid even of approaching to my own son fearing that I might do something wrong. It was taugh, taugher then I ever imagine something can be …

Now, that I read some topics which were discussed about me and the happenings related, the memories are going back to the all beginning. I never thought I would be a LEGO fan and linger there on their Message Board for hours at nights when everyone was sleeping. I didn’t know anyone yet, not CJ, not Astro, not Yoshi or anyone else. They were just names on the Message Boards and I even never thought my name – tatjanap – would make so big impression on those who discussed the themes with me, played Brick Game ocassionally or just visit my club page and gave me a friend requests. Mostly I came to play Mata Nui Online Game II and message boards were only the occassional visited by me, usually when I had something related to MNOLG Ii to post. Then I raised a site Home Page of tatjanap and the photo album related to it where I put exclusivly the things from that game to help the others to save some problems in the game. I admit I was eager to get known in person to all those kids.

Then the things started to go down. MNOLG II was shut down for the new sites and Message Boards which were planned to be launched on LEGO.com and I was really sad. I was addicted to the game and I would very easily be Hahli if possible gatherring all those items and playing Kolhii … A kid in me was awaken with this game and when it shut down it was gone to sleep again.

Some time later my mother, who was in last stadium with her brest cancer, died and this was really sad momment in my life. I was sad, but I couldn’t cry. I’ve listened to the music from the CD I’ve recorded by myself and I was like I would be somewhere else and not here or as if I would dream a bad dream from which I believed I would never wake up again.

Then I found the Bionicle books. I’ve read first, then second, then third … and I decided to translate them for our kids, but I didn’t want to do it ilegally so I’ve written to Scholastic what to do in this direction. No answer came from them and that was another thing which lead downwards. I have written again and that time I finally got the answer that I have to write to LEGO regarding that. More steps down as I didn’t get any answer from them for two years and I felt like a pile of trash not being even worthy enough of the simple answer to my simple question. When I ask a question I expect the answer, like any other person on this planet and unjust treating of the people hurts me more then anything else.

But I decided to translate the books and I thought my happy days finally came back. I felt I can give something to the kids being LEGO and BIONICLE fan and I really enjoyed that time playing Brick Game, translating the books at mornings sitting by my daily morning coffee and discussing the various things on LEGO Message Boards at nights (as long as they were still online), usually early mornings. It was like my mother’s death would in time release me of something, opening a new life for me. I liked the kids and I never lied about that, but it’s only a question how one understands this love. Most people takes it wrong and they accuse … but OK.

Then, for me, one of the happiest moments in my life came. Message Boards were re-opened and so was MNOLG online again and the discussion continued with enourmous speed. I felt from the messages kids would like to meet in person with each-other and I was for this as well. I’ve posted several messages about this and supported the kids wherever I could. Then we both did a sin against LEGO – I and CJ. I’ve hiddenly posted my MSN space on the message boards (which was named differently that time) and he invited us to KOH with fake acounts. I still remember it was something like Visit_KnightsOfHonor_com or something like this and I knew immediatelly what this is all about. »I was invited to legendary KOH!« my soul was shouting with joy and honor. Yes, I was invited to the most legendary klans ever existed on LEGO.com or will ever exist – KOH and it was extreamly high honor for me. I was excited and happy. We found the way across the wall of LEGO kingdom at last!

At the same time Yoshi found my MSN space through LEGO Message Boards and we planned to organize the Brick Game tournaments easily and with higher speed. He opened his Brick Game space and even created the MSN group for Brick Game players, but as he didn’t have much time even in that childhood times, the thing never really came to life. But we all were happy. Now the bad things are over I thought and started to work for the kids.

I translated the first book and sent it to LEGO owner Kjeld Kirk Kristiansen. Hmmm … who I thougt I am that I expected he would even get this book on his desk what to read the letter I’ve included … Really stupid expectation, but well, I had something to live for. I printed 4 or 5 versions of this translated book and gave them to some kids and two of my adult friends at work in order to be the reviewers of my work. The opinions were good and my work continued.

During all of the 2006 year I was on KOH, kids added me to their MSN messengers every day and we talked. I’ve posted a lot on the forum and was online more then it was (now I can say this) maybe neccessary. But that was my joy and my pleasure. I was filled with life and thought it will never end. Never meaning of anything bad whenever I gave the advise to someone or posting a spirit lifting post there, they understood all this differently.

I thought I will finally climb upstairs with my life and didn’t even think about bad things. But the things went wrong. I’ve met the person on LEGO.com – kind man who I thought likes kids as well. We did many things together and I was really happy thinking only of doing more good things for kids not even thinking about that something could go wrong. Some things seamed strange to me ragarding this man, but I’ve put them into my subconscience not wanting to believe they are possible. I didn’t see the obsticle for him comming to KOH as well and so we were there together.

My other friend invited me to online golf game and I’ve invited that man from LEGO (who’s name I would rather not mention) there too and I must not deny we had some pleasant times together playing online golf and chatting online, advising each-other about what moove would be the best for some hole in the particular terrain or talking about what we could do more for the kids. The spirit lifting thing which took me later only deeper in the depths in my fall that I maybe wouldn’t go without it.

In spring of the year of 2006 my father died, but the world didn’t end with this day. We were not in good relationships and many things happened which were not even a bit pleasant and all this participation in KOH activities, online golf game and LEGO discussions were kind of conforting things for me. I thought I’m doing something big, something good and highly appriciated by everyone, but … I was soooooooo wrong. Who was I to think I am right? Who was I to think the things I’m doing were good for the kids? Who was I anyway for anything?

In late autumn of the year 2006 the final fall happened. I was banned and no one told me this until the morning I came to the messenger and one of my friends asked me why I was banned. »What? I was banned? Why? It can’t be. I was on KOH 4 hours ago before I got to bed and I could post or do anything else.« I couldn’t understand. I was named Knight of Honor some months ago on KOH what was prestige title there (at least it was for me) how and why could I then be banned now? I went to the forum and encounterred the truth. I wanted to clear the things out through the honest talk, but there was no one to talk to. No one wanted to talk with me openly and say: »Hey! You did this, this and this wrong!« Maybe I would even understand and go peacefully. I’ve written to CJ, but the mail was blocked for me so I’ve sent it to all the staff members and all I knew they were at least a bit of my friends before in hope someone would pass the letter to CJ. It happened – of course it did – but it didn’t result in open talk, but even more accussations. This was my ultimate sin, posting a letter to all I knew with all my data I could remember of. I’ve sent the data for all to be able to see them and find out whether I’m what I say I am or not, but the things were understood wrong again … I was falling down and thought I never will rise up again.

I admit, my reactions to these happenings were wrong. I was angry, insulted, frustrated and hurt and I couldn’t hide this from anyone. I’ve posted some quite hard blog entries in my blog that times, but removed them later as I’ve promissed.

If I eat all the promisses made to myself (one about never mentioning KOH again was eaten here), I always carried my promisses to KOH or its members and staff. I promissed to remove the entries so I did. I’ve finally forgiven, but unfortunatelly I never forgot.

It was painful regardless was I guilty of anything or not, and the way back up was steep and hard, but now I’m here. Not at the top, this is where I probably will never be, because crucial things which I would like to happen will never happen, but at least I’m capable of doing things I wasn’t able to do before.

But now, I’m doing things differently, with more care and more carefully, sometimes even a bit coldly and raughly. I’m the one who bakcs up if neccessary and I’m the one who looks to the future. Only the One up above knows if we are meant to »meet« again and if this meeting will be pleasant or not, though I wish one day we could shake our hands in good believe that haterred and bad thoughts about each-others are over.

I’m capable to say »Here’s my guilt in what happened, too.« I’m capable to say: »I’m sorry.« For the things those kids unjustly did to me I’m capable to say »I forgive you.« But … are you able to say the same? Are you able to look into my eyes and say »I’m sorry. Can we talk openly now?«

Now, seing how long post I’ve written again, I’ve rememberred something what always put a smile to my face though it was said in anger. Astro once said: »I won’t listen to your 10 long things …« This sentecne I’ll remember as long as I live. Angry as he was this sentence was cute and very very much true. All members of KOH can confirm I never was able to write something short. My posts were always those »10 long things« and they are even now. This is what I am and I can’t do this differently.

Well, you can say the same seing this »10 long things« entry here or alternatively you can read it all. Oh, well, comming this far, you’ve read it anywy. You can either forgive me or not. This is your choice. I live up to you will you still remember me with haterred and disgust or will you finally forgive me and remember only those nice things that also happened on KOH and which we all kind of forgot.

It was glory of KOH which unfortunatelly will never come back again, neither will our firendship as it was before. But here can always be a new beginning, a new future to better and more friendly times and relationships.

With love nad respect!

tatjanap (who still didn’t manage to clean the disks though – hehe)

 

     

Do you remember these legendary banners? I found them in my archives too. The first was created by CJ himself and the second by Element.

P.S.: Reading some newest stuff on some forums my wishes mentioned above are highly impossible to come true, at least for CJ. As for the others – who knows, maybe …

A poem …

It’s no use …

 

 

It’s no use to say hello,

’cause there will be no answer.

It’s no use to wonder why,

’cause there will be no answer.

It’s no use to have a friend online,

’cause even if you see him there,

there will be no answer …

 

I know there is no time to waste

for things like chat, or greeting,

and there are more serious things

then being on the computer, writing.

So, it’s no use to wish and hope

that someone will appear who knows

that time short is and fugitive

and that one day will no one be there

who would appear to meet him.

 

And there’s no use to be a friend

’cause a friend is rarely cherished

when he is there beside someone

but only when he perished.

 

No, there’s no use so one day

I’ll go with no way of returning,

I was never truly wanted though

so why I would still be hoping.

 

Pretending, lying and despising

that’s what I often get

I know this very well,

though it was never said.

 

You see, there’s no use

to preach how people should be living

when you at the same time have no time

for simple little greeting.

 

There is no use … no use at all!

Do not use comments for advertising!

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Note that every advertising comment will be deleted. For advertising are other ways on Spaces Live and also on this space as well.
 
Thanks for understanding and have a great and sunny day!
 
Tatjana Prelog – tatjanap
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Happy birthday CONDUCTORJOE (CJ)

Today (18.09.) my friend (friend as I see him) has his birthday!
 
Though he concerns me for the enemy No. 1, and this for I don’t have any access to him by mail and even less via iBricks (iB3ix) forum, I this way wish to him a HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
 
Dear CJ, I wish you everything well, full of success and happy cellebration!
 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CJ!
 

In case this day (September 10th 2008) is our last day…

Today we will know, is the experiment that CERN lab will perform our doom or not. But in case we only have this very day and maybe some more (like 9 days) of our lives I would like to send the message to all: those who loved me (they weren’t performing the crowd) and those who actually hated me (here’s crowdy even too much). Well, dont’t understand me wrong. I don’t want to panic, but … you never know.

To those who love me I would like to say: Thank you. I’m glad I could be here for you and share that love with you.

To those who hate me I would like to say: I’m sorry I was here, causing you trouble, annoying you and tried to share some love with you despite I knew you don’t like me.

To my son I would like to say: I love you my son – my only sun (besides my husband) ever shined for me.

To my husband I would like to say: Thank you for letting me into your life, sharing with me love, happy and unhappy hours, good and bad times. Thank you for giving me support in everything I did and thank you for loving me.

To my only two best friends I ever had – Ivica and Norma – I would like to say: Thank you for everything. For listening to me when I needed this, for being here for me when I had hard times, for being my friends. Let’s just hope we will still be here tomorrow. We should drink a tost to that!

To two golden King brothers I would like to say: Now, my dear boys … the time may be up … I’m sorry you didn’t take at least a minute to say hello when there still was the time for that. Work can wait – it’s imortal. Friends can not – they’re mortal and one day when you decide to greet them, they aren’t there anymore and you weren’t even aware this has happened.

To one boy named Daniel, but we called him Astro I have a special message: I still want to publish the whole of your story even if there really is the last day.

To one we called him conductorjoe or CJ on short: I’m sorry. Whatever I did, I didn’t mean it. I don’t have false hopes that I’ll ever be excused and given the second chance. And I also know you even don’t care. But I’d still like to have a decent "talk" with you … Ah, never mind … tomorrow your annoyance may vanish forever.

To one we called Skeletoneheroe123 or Skel in short: Hmmm … you know what? I can’t even hate you anymore. Actually I never did desspite I’ve written on this space that you’re the only kid who deserves hard punch. If that day D really happens, then I’m only sorry you were so full of yourself, not being able to listen to no one, not being able to recognize differency, not being able to firgive to those who didn’t share your believes and opinions … not being able to forgive to those who aren’t religious. I’m sad I’ll go in knowledge that you weren’t able to forgive, to let people have the different opinion, to give to the people the second chance …

And to you, my dear readers I would like to say: Thank you for every second you’ve spend heare giving to this humble space of mine even the quick glance and maybe reading the line or two. Thank you who are here among my friends, thank you all who shared your thoughts with me and thank you all who are comming here daily to explore, read, enjoy the videos and leave a trace. Thanks for visiting.

For those my name awakes hatered and maybe even disgust – I’m sorry you feel like this.

For those my name awakes some good memories but then in the next second annoyance – I’m happy we at least could meet (online) and have at least a split of second of good time. And I’m sorry if then I became annoying to you. I didn’t want to.

For all those my name awakes warm feelings, feelings of friendship and maybe even that pure love everyone should feel inside – thank you for this. I’ll be greateful for this even when I will be no more.

You all should know I love you all. That’s why I’ve tried to help one way or another to so many kids. I’m sorry you understood this help differently and I’m also sorry for you not being so honest to tell me what I did wrong.

So … see you today at app. 8 am my time here on this Earth or somewhere beyond the limits … where no one has ever gone before.

Good luck to all: to you ordinarry people and to you guys of the CERN lab. I wonder who will need it more.

Good luck and thank you for your precious time you took to read this message. Maybe it’s the last one you’ll ever read as it may be the last one written by me.

With love and respect

Tatjana Prelog – tatjanap

The greatest song of the world!

Tuesday, August 26th 2008
 
Well, today it was kind of strange day and I hardly wait I’ll drive home and get out of this, sometimes really frustrating working place. I finally lieved to see the hour is 3 pm and I can go home. Every day before me is long way to home by bus which doesn’t take me directly there but I have to get off the bus in Kranj and wait for my husband to pick me up and drive me home. Also one more frustrating thing which makes me tired more from day to day.
 
As usually (and as I’ve written in my comment below) I drove to Kranj by bus which drives to Bled. There’s always many especially English-speaking tourists on it, but I don’t particularly mind for them. Usually I’m reading a book or some magazine or I write something and so this day was not any exception.
 
The bus didn’t depart yet and almost at the last minute one English-speaking family (man, wife and two kids) came on the bus. They sat directly behind me and the "play" began. One kid sat by his mother and one (girl) by her father. Usually when people are talking too loud when I’m reading it disturbs me, but this time it didn’t disturb me at all.
 
I didn’t see such enthusiasm in one father’s playing with his kid for a long time and it was realyl cute. That little girl couldn’t even talk properly yet, but she had so much to tell. It was seen that parents were tired and also the boy was all quiet, but that little one chattered all the time. Obviously she was eager to learn how to say some words and her father enthusiastically taught her though he wished she would fell asleep at least for a while.
 
He finally decided to sing her a lulaby so she could sleep. What a singing. I was touched by how he sang one song to her without being frustrated what people around might say. Little one was quiet for maybe 10 minutes and then she started to chatter again. He sang and she chatter. OH, MY GOD! IT SOUNDS SO WONDERFUL! I thought. Yes, that was something most enjoyable and beautiful to hear and the drive home became the pleasant one.
 
In Kranj I went off and they drove further – to Bled I presume. I’ve heard in the conversation that they’re leaving tomorrow. I wish  them safe trip and hope they enjoyed being here and that they’ll return some day …
 
Good luck and safe trip! And … don’t forget to sing even when kids will already be bigger!

“Tiny poverly Slovenia”

In Žurnal24 I’ve read the article how one of the american reader of L.A. Times did a comment about Slovenia which angered a lot of our citizens as she stated Slovenia as "tiny poverly" country. Well, you should read the article (under the link above) which actually I hold it honors us (maybe even too much) and the writer did the great job. It’s about the gold medal won by our athlete Primož Kozmus and how we did remarcable job winning 5 medals what puts us at the top of World by the number of medals won per citizen.
 
The "frustrating" comment for most of Slovenes was this one:

Quoting comment Posted by: Margarita  | August 17, 2008 at 08:23 PM

Mr. Culpepper’s pathetic sarcasm aside, I think it’s incredibly remarkable that such tiny, poverty-ridden countries that most people cannot even locate on a map have shown such athletic prowess and talent. With all the money, support, food, propaganda and access to performance-enhancing drugs that major countries like the US and China have at their disposable, it’s amazing that they don’t dominate and take three for three in every event. Is that fact keeping Mr. Culpepper from acknowledging the accomplishments of these forgotten countries without lacing his entire article with biting sarcasm?

And I was mostly commenting on this comment also:

Quoting comment Posted by: George | August 19, 2008 at 07:29 AM

My dear Slovenes.. I know you’re all trying to put yourselves on the map coz’ nobody knows about you (yet), coz’ you have similar name as Slovakia and similar flag as well.. However, you’re just one more average country in its momentary success era that will use any possibility to be full of themselves.. A little peace of heaven as Bush said.. The heart of Europe.. Former leading country of EU.. Little Russia.. The greenest and rainiest country in Europe.. Home of heavy drinkers.. Yeah you have a beautiful country I give you that.. I’ve explored it by now.. You also have many intellectual achievements.. I especially like your national ”religion” which is none at all (Christianity is only an official one but it’s losing it’s grip which can only lead to a better future).. You don’t like to be brainwashed and tend to explore the truth on your own without religious establishments coz’ you know we’re all ”just” people.. I also like your national anthem which talks about friendship and love (also booze:) just as your name (sLOVEnia).. Maybe the only thing that bothers me is the mentality which still isn’t where it should be due to reputation of your motherland.. The younger people born in capitalism are becoming slackers and something has to be done to prevent soul corruption before it’s too late.. Most people aged from 25 to 50 are much more wise as they root from socialism who have seen what the reality once was and they know how to respect the heritage.. I respect Slovenes coz’ they know how to be very modest and are surprisingly achieving at the same time..

Such bursts of emotions presented by Slovenes above are usually expressed by the young, but today it’s all OK coz’ it’s fine to be so excited and proud about national achievements..

However, a word to the wise.. You don’t have to be so ”angry” on anyone who mixes up something about your tiny country.. Let people discover you on their own.. I don’t know why you MUST be on the map.. Be in the shadow and don’t care if others don’t know what you got.. You already know what you have and you don’t have to prove that to anyone.. You will only get problems by commercializing your country, the first one being with thousands of newcomers from 3rd countries.. It’s not in your favor that your national birth growth is practically zero..

Another thing.. @Margarita: Don’t get the wrong impression.. They are very friendly in general, I can’t tell you how much.. They all speak almost fluent English which makes it very easy to communicate since Slovenian language is quite difficult to learn.. Older people usually do speak German due to history.. I can’t imagine how successful would this country be if it were in the size of Germany or even Russia.. Their yearly salary is around 24K USD (they only get out a net sum of 15K).. Yeah maybe they’re not so rich (economically) but rich almost everywhere else..

However, I congratulate you.. Enjoy your medals.. Too bad for your Petkovsek it could easily be one more there..

And take it easy.. The wise usually wear sackcloth but in their hearts they carry jade..

My comment is as follows and I’m presenting it here in case it won’t be published on the site as all the comments are moderated. Enjoy it and don’t forget to click the link above to read the whole article and other comments
 
I’ll join in because I simply feel I have to.
 
First of all Margerita, as many of us Slovenians wrote here, we’re not poverly tiny country. Yes, we’re tiny and we’re not heavenly rich, but not poverly. In every country we can find poverty on every step, this is also true and so in USA as well.
 
George, what to say? BRAVO – DOBRO NAPISANO! (Bravo – well stated) though at first glance and reading the first few lines of your comment made me a bit angry, but when reading it till the end I totally agree with you.
 
We are all that and yes, most of all we’re very friendly, sometimes maybe even too much (my experiences). As you say, we speak English very well and not only that. You’ll very easily meet quite some people who speak more then one foreign language. We are, generally speaking, striving toward getting more and more knowledge and for a lot of us geographic part of such knowledge isn’t something strange. Many of us, let it be so tiny country of the world, we’ll find it on the map. Every country is on the map, you just have to find it. And do you know what? Being tiny is just fine. I love it. Why you should be big in size to acheave something? Why you always have to be somewhere "on the map" to be respected, to get your achevements recognized?
 
Come Margerita, visit our "tiny poverly" country and enjoy it! I bet you’ll be surprised.
 
Well, I admit I’m always angry when I’m hearing foreigners say when asked that Slovenia is (or was) part of the Soviet Union or that it’s Slovakia. Actually I’m frustrated for each and every country which people don’t know where it is. Very often the comments and answers are given without even caring to get some knowledge first, but I’m trying every day harder to react as Revež says: to let the people think what they want. When they’ll travel they’ll very easily find out that they found themselves on the totally different place they imagine they will be.
 
So … the Olympics are over, we won our medals and our sportists returned home and I have to say it was great!
 
And you Margerita and those who think the same way, visit some of our sites and explore them, then make a decision, hop on the plane and come to see what is truth and what is not. Maybe somewhere in the croud of Ljubljana bus station or on the bus to Bled/Bohinj in the afternoon there you’ll meet me: little woman with glasses who always sits on the bus with the book in hand and read or with note-booklett on her knees and write one of her articles …
 
WELCOME! 
 
And I mean all what I wrote.
 

Bohinj Lake from Vogel (cabin view)

My photo Handshaking

I’ve got the opportunity to take my picture shaking hands with my son. It was so spontaniously pleasant momment of knowing that we will make a difference, not only for this momment of joy shaking hands with each-other, but globally. Two more hands in a chain shking … and two more … and two more … thousands and thousands of hands in the Olympic Handshaking and (hopefully if it wasn’t too late) two of them are – one mine and the other my son’s.
 
Go ahead, shake hands with us and make the difference! Read the previous blog or the "Apeel to the World" on the very beginning of this site.
 
              

THE OLYMPIC HANDSHAKE – JOIN IN NOW!

I’m the volunteer of AVAAZ.org and I’ve just got the invitation to join in virtual Olympic Handshake what is actually magnificient ieda, something extraordinary and awesome – an action for peace!
 
I want to share this with as many pepole as possible and so I’m copy-pysting their e-mail here and I would be very glad if you would join in. Shake hands with people allover the world and help us to create the virtual "handshaking" chain across the Globe.
 
Here’s teh e-mail:
 
Dear friends,

The Dalai Lama’s Olympic handshake is circling the world, headed for Beijing. Click below to see more and join the call for dialogue!

CLICK HERE TO SHAKE HANDS


As the Beijing Olympics begin, the world looks on with mixed emotions. It’s a moment which should bring us closer together, and Chinese citizens deserve their excitement — but the Chinese government still hasn’t opened meaningful dialogue with the Dalai Lama, or changed its stance on Burma, Darfur and other pressing issues.

Even worse, extremists in China are promoting the view that Olympic activism like ours is anti-Chinese. We can’t stay silent, but we also can’t let our efforts be abused to divide people. So what can we do? The answer comes from the Dalai Lama himself, in an unambiguous gesture of Olympic spirit and friendship: a handshake.

It began in London, passed hand to hand by thousands of us — now the handshake has gone online, and is criss-crossing the globe on its way to Beijing. All of us can join, Chinese and non-Chinese, and it comes with a promise: to hold ALL our governments accountable where they fall short, in Tibet, Iraq, Burma or beyond. We’ll deliver our message in a bold media campaign in Hong Kong and around the world: Click below to see how the Olympic handshake started, sign up to join in, and watch it circle the globe —

http://www.avaaz.org/en/handshake

The worldwide outcry has produced a little progress, but much resistance from Chinese officials so far. If we are to see advances not setbacks after the Games, we need to show both that our voices will never fall silent, and that our challenge is a positive one.

We have one last chance to reclaim the spirit of the Olympics, with the message of friendship and dialogue we share with the Dalai Lama. The more people join the global handshake, the more powerful our message will be when it hits the Chinese and international media. So let’s forward this email on, encouraging everyone to join in. "One World, One Dream" is an ideal that’s bigger than the Olympics — it’s time for citizens around the world to take it back.

With hope and respect,

Paul, Ricken, Ben, Milena, Graziela, Iain, Pascal, Veronique and the whole Avaaz team

PS For a report on Avaaz’s campaigning so far, see:
https://secure.avaaz.org/en/report_back_2

In a representative survey of us from all over the world, 92% of respondents recommended we pursue this handshake instead of the often-suggested boycott — there’s a strong consensus that this is the way to get our message across right now.

For more about the Dalai Lama’s support for the Olympics and positions on Tibet and China, see:
http://www.dalailama.com/news.229.htm
and:
http://chinadigitaltimes.net/2008/05/chinese-student-interviewing-the-dalai-lama/

 
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Also I allowed this time to myself to send the invitation to all contacts in my Yahoo and Hotmail list, but you’ll probably get it from tatjana.prelog@salomon.si. Please, don’t trash it but rather help us to do the most magnificient thing of the World for the peace – SHAKE HANDS WITH US!
 
I also believe AVAAZ.org would be more then glad if you would maybe join with us and become our friends as well. The more of us, the better. Let our voice to be heard!
 
With hope, love and respect!
 
Tatjana Prelog
AVAAZ.org Volunteer
 
 

Ma handshaking …