Ich war vierzehn, schüchtern und unsicher. Vor mir auf dem Tisch lag ein Anmeldeformular für einen Schüleraustausch in Deutschland mit dem Hinweis, dass Teilnehmer:innen extrovertiert und selbstbewusst sein sollten. Tja, ich fühlte mich nicht ganz …
Cold: I see you. I see you in the naked, shivering trees. I see you on the lake, as you gust and skim across its steely surface. Cold: I feel you. I feel you with …
If I were to fall, I wouldn’t fall far. I could feel the reassuring weight of the harness around my waist; I could feel the slight tug of the carabiners that joined me to the …
I made my mark the other day. On the wall. First in pencil, then with a drill. It was a big moment for me. I’d been putting it off for a while, afraid that I …
2019 richtete die Welt ihre Aufmerksamkeit auf Tschechien, als die Nation durch eine Reihe von Demonstrationen gegen die Regierung erschüttert wurde. In einem Land, das oft übersehen wird und dessen Bürger nicht besonders für ihr …
She moves the microphone out of the way and hands me a pair of boxing gloves. ‘Put these on.’ ‘I signed up for singing, not boxing lessons,’ I say doubtfully. ‘Trust me!’ I put the …
It is August and my fingers are numb. I squeeze my hands into fists inside the gloves and watch Serena secure the crampons onto her boots. When my fingers have regained feeling, I do the …
OK, I looked like a parrot. Yellow. Red. Yellow, green and red. From head to toe. Only my face suggested that I wasn’t fully parrot (human, as far as I could tell when I looked …
A little too perfect. That was my first impression. How can a place be ‘too perfect’? Well, for a start, it looked like it had come straight out of a glossy advertising brochure. Trendy young …
Seven names. Ring the bell with seven names. It sounds like a riddle. The riddle of the sphinx. Is this all part of the test? If so, I am missing a trick: there are two …
