I'm a normal girl, yes already a woman - I was born in the mid 80's, when there was no electricity ... the so-called Lost Generation - 20 to 30-year-olds who have now decided to change the world, soaked in Spanish and Egyptian squares. And in Bulgaria we are quite a living generation, growing up in the deprivation of the 90s, in queues for oil, in the countryside in the gardens, with home-grown fruit, on the streets, taking turns riding the only bike in the neighborhood. Oh, we were far from rich - my mother, the teacher, did not always receive her salary, my father - but he had problems with alcohol, so his salary did not seem to be included in the family budget ... a normal Bulgarian family - with his problems and with nice meals on holidays, with quarrels and forgiveness on holidays. And yes, the deprivations in the 90's were huge, I have nothing to tell you, we know that. Now many of our generation have given birth to children, settled down and want to escape the "misery". We haven't had enough of the malls, second-hand cars, the full refrigerator, the heating, the electricity, the cable, the internet - NO, WE WANT EVERYTHING. We do not want OWN APARTMENT, a house if possible, with two new cars in front. And, of course - Bulgaria, this low, dirty country can not provide them, and we already have a year of work experience ...
WE WANT EVERYTHING - CHILDREN, FAMILY, wedding with 200 guests, but also APARTMENTS, HOUSES AND CARS - if they are not as "help" (donation, gift) from our parents, we will win them in the English fields and factories, German construction sites, Spanish strawberry plantations or the bankrupt Greeks - but it will not be in stupid Bulgaria, we will be advanced, right, we will be abroad, we will post photos on our Facebook in front of palaces and fountains (never from our own cat in the ghetto), we will hear once with our children on Skype and we are happy and satisfied, advanced with the material for relatives and friends - we will soon forget about our original goal, for apartments and cars, we will decide that if we take the children, there will be social benefits and hop - we have unwittingly become the gypsies of Europe. The other is an even worse option - we will hang out while our children are watched by different grandmothers ... and the apartment - what we are interested in now, to have a good life! (but we don't notice what kind of gavros we are compared to the others in the country).
Oh, thank you PARENTS for somehow feeding us in the 90's, I was able to graduate from an elite high school and go to the West - not for money, but for science, language - to be looked at with respect by people, not as Eastern garbage, maid, k .. va. THANK YOU FOR NOT PUTTING ME IN A Ghetto to grow up with various Turks, Negroes, etc., to speak like a fool, to not be able to write and read! THANK YOU for pushing the worst years in Bulgaria to be a normal person today, not the daughter of hated Eastern European garbage - cleaners and servants and criminals, who cannot connect a sentence in the local language like people. WE COULD HAVE EMPTY THE REFRIGERATOR, the radiator was cold, but our home was warm, the school was full of awake Bulgarians and warm with laughter, not with heating (we didn't have any). My parents and I went on a trip through a Viennese ghetto and I told them - THANK YOU, THANK YOU FOR NOT GOING on time - it would have been easier for you here, but not for us - THANK YOU FOR NOT GROWING UP IN THIS Ghetto, and as a normal child in his country, with a normal school! Thanks, that you were here for me, you didn't go to the West and you didn't call me once a week on the phone, but you were here every night. Yes, this is how the gypsy pie is the most delicious, I don't need the steaks of the western supermarkets, I prefer to eat sorrel and gypsy pies, but to have studied and become a person of my own, to have a family and to have grown up in the country its that you never bought your own apartment that you chose me! THANK YOU PARENTS!
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Why does it seem to me that this topic was there several times and still the same person plays the same topics with a few corrections ....
Excluding the irony and resentment that are evident in what is written, the author is right. We Bulgarian assholes do not respect ourselves, this is the problem. And Bulgaria is rich in natural resources much more than their countries, which are a rock and a desert. Bulgaria is a great nation despite the "standard" and material life, and will increasingly be so. Things are changing, more and more it will happen that we will not go to their countries, and they will want to come here.
Number 1, review "I want to have my own home" and in particular the comments.
yes, I also wrote in this topic - it provoked me in essence to write here. Mother was constantly teasing about her own apartment, abroad and THANK GOD they did not leave. Thank God, because when I left, but to study - I saw children my age, Bulgarians who could not speak even the language like me, but had grown up here, did not have completed 12th grade, wandered aimlessly, did hairdressing courses and such things while I was at the UNIVERSITY! Only his mother had sent a boy back to Varna with his grandparents because he had been expelled from all possible schools here. He graduated from a prestigious English high school in Varna and after many attempts he was accepted to study to be a pilot - precisely because of his perfect English and now he probably flies to New York ... So - you don't ask yourself these questions from Bulgaria - for example, what will happen to my children, etc., but when you leave and start seeing real examples ... you feel bad. As a graduate and perfectly integrated, I will not have any problems and I will return to Bulgaria again, even on the 1st I travel back, what is left for the simple workers in the ghettos! Yes, if our people had fled in the 90s, it would definitely have been easier for them, but now I would also wash cars somewhere ... this is the truth - in the West, poverty is reproduced, in Bulgaria everyone gets at least one normal ( average beauty) education, even Ts. Tsacheva's son studies in a normal school, on a par with the poorest children, but he is a prodigy and his mother has to force him to wear branded clothes - he did not want the boy to be different and to show off. In Bulgaria we had uniforms in my high school, we were the first in the country, we invented them ourselves - at my university not only brands like Adidas and co. they were not respected, and jeans under 300 euros were laughable ... if your psyche is weak, you will still be crushed by such things. So - there is no social equality anywhere, but in Bulgaria you have a chance at least, even if you are the last geek, your mother is unemployed and your father is an alcoholic - in the West you have no chance. And as a Bulgarian, by definition, he is a geek, a criminal and a jerk. (Maybe your mother and father are professors!) What do you think they are waiting for us with open arms? Yes, the definition of poverty is different, indeed in the West and the simplest worker has food and a hut for rent, and electricity and water and heating, but he does not have access to any public services that can at least get his generation out of life (in my opinion) to a minimum. I don't know what you think, but I think man needs more spiritual food than material. And yes, for God's sake - I DO NOT ENOUGH to have a full refrigerator, heating, etc. People in Bulgaria at this time can build a very decent way of life, at least something will happen to their children until I see the west to have some future (except in a social case) for the children of ordinary emigrants in the ghettos. This is the naked truth, ugly and naked. I tell you one thing - I do not regret that I went, because in the dusty libraries, at my university, I found real wealth - SCIENCE, knowledge, languages, people. My bank account at the end was minus otherwise. With this wealth, not with the diploma, but with the knowledge - I can earn materially where I want my bread, and more than that! And in Bulgaria, if a person has a decent income, he can live a very happy life. I didn't bring a car, not a lot of money - just this - one of my other selves, which already gives me ground in Bulgaria - no less than in Amsterdam, London or Berlin! And yes - for God's sake - THANK YOU TO MY PARENTS, because they had fucking young people, they didn't take a house to push us - the children, but I hope at least to sweeten their antiquities and I know - even tomorrow I will lose everything material, no one can take me the first 7 years, the first 12 grades of education, which gave me the foundation in life that I would NEVER have as a daughter of Eastern European garbage in a western ghetto Author P.P. - the purpose of my trip on the 1st is my own house in Bulgaria, the money - well, I made it with my education in a very fast time, which as a simple worker you can never make, never - I calculated - you need about 40 years. to save this money if you are Bulgarian, working in an English factory full time and paying 5.7 pounds per hour (the minimum in the Kingdom at the moment). For my parents - well, I think I was a better investment than any panel apartment in Sofia - at least my price has not collapsed in the last year by 50%. - now I will "lay" money for them every month, one day (God willing) grandchildren, etc. - The ghetto in Vienna will be seen only as tourists and never as residents. Good luck!!!!
I completely agree with the author ... the tragic thing is that the perspective is very pessimistic and the good memories of our Bulgaria will remain those of childhood, of real childhood, without TV and PC ...
hey, number 5. - now the childhood is even more clunky, at least there is heating at school and all sorts of benefits and glamor. In the west, children dream of it - fruit, lunch, study hall ... I don't know, but in my time there was not only TV, but also cable companies, not much internet, only in the clubs the author
Excuse me for being curious, but I'd like to ask what are you doing? Or what country are you in? I'm really tormented by curiosity, because as you understand in your statement, you are quite well paid. I want to know what to focus on and what to strive for
number 7. - I'm sorry, but I stick to my anonymity, I can only say that it doesn't matter where I start working - my education and my qualities are pulling me forward. In the meantime, I work for myself. I recommend it to anyone who knows what he wants and how to achieve it - and yes - in the meantime I earn money in Bulgaria with what I do. I advise anyone who has ambitions to look to do at least one master's degree, then specialization in a developed country - another from the EU (without Southern Europe, Northern Italy can) or in the US, Japan, Australia, Canada, Singapore, South Korea, etc. .... do not let the idea of money guide you, but let knowledge and your talents be decisive. And, number 7. - it is not so important where you will live, but who you are and what you can do about it - I know many people who in Bulgaria during this time have achieved more than me, and many, who failed in the West - including locals. Watch a few movies, read, listen to music - fates like that of Eminem, the Beatles (listen to youtube are no exception, but JUST MASS - these people have succeeded accidentally or not to get out of the swamp. As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all since birth means you're crushed. Do not think that social inequality is particularly great in Bulgaria. At 30, we think about our own homes, but there are people in the West who are thinking about how to survive. Number 7. He must know what to focus on and what to strive for - each person is an individual, a cosmos, beautiful and has individual talents. Yes, the environment, the family give a lot, but they are not decisive, nor is the country determining - AND YOU ARE YOURSELF.
When you manage to break away from your role as a little person, when you raise your head and take your path, then you will find the path SPECIAL for you. A working class hero is something to be .... you have to be someone to rise above the table that created you and where you come from. There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill and yes, you have to BE UNCOMPROMISING, STRONG, and firm to climb the ladder, with grumbling, with complaining is not possible !!! And yes - you have to smile when you kiss - I know a man who had to sign the dismissal of 2,500 people and could not withstand the stress - a heart attack. The author P.P. I advise people under 30 to actually emigrate, but not without concept and not to serve. Get to know the world, even if you don't want to study - grab a backpack and go to New Zealand - there are youth programs - you work a little, study language and culture and we don't need a visa ... there are 1000 ways, but only as long as you are not committed and has no family. If you have children, look after their well-being and for me it means - the end of nomadism and yes - I want my child to grow up in the homeland!
What good messages!
I can't stop and I have to say. Five years ago I went to Spain alone with a woman with a suitcase of dreams and a small child in Bulgaria. I cleaned houses, studied language, cried, suffered every day, packed my bags, but never got to the airport. After a year or so, my child and husband were with me. To say otherwise I should not just say and brag, it seems that my child currently speaks and speaks Bulgarian Spanish and only English. What scruples to have in the homeland, whether I would achieve it and say the fee of the school that studies is 180 euros and is not from the schools in the ghetto. I can guarantee you that. I keep cleaning houses, washing and ironing, but I don't meet people who think it's like eastern garbage. It's all about the luck of the people you came across to feel this insult. The child wanted to go swimming, but I had to record when in my homeland I would afford to enroll him somewhere and pay the fee, as only with his father connects me at both ends. And so not everything is as black as you say there are such people, but they themselves have decided not to invest in their children and have gone with the flow. And that's why these ghettos are, and that's why our children are there because of the carelessness and greed of their parents. But not everyone is like that. Not everything is sloppy outside like you did. I love my homeland but not the country. And that's why these ghettos are, and that's why our children are there because of the carelessness and greed of their parents. But not everyone is like that. Not everything is sloppy outside like you did. I love my homeland but not the country. And that's why these ghettos are, and that's why our children are there because of the carelessness and greed of their parents. But not everyone is like that. Not everything is sloppy outside like you did. I love my homeland but not the country.
How romantic, but many still remember those good times of misery, queues, darkness and cold and do not want to return. On the topic - number 11 said it most accurately, I can only add who went for what. Whoever is Eastern European garbage here is the same there and everywhere. He who has no ambitions, does not learn the language and has not gone to work and integrate lives in a ghetto and there is his place - in a multinational such scrap. Here, too, gypsies prefer to be in the ghetto for the same reasons. And everything has a price - number 11 has paid such a price, but the most important thing is that the whole family is there, the topic of patriotism is good, but the world is already a village and let everyone decide where they want to live and work. Otherwise, the author is right about one thing - plows with an exotic education and a year of experience looking for a calf under the ox and still something is wrong with them and hinders them like a crooked wave - and who can teach them hard work and perseverance? Or are the teachers to blame? I melt with pleasure, remembering what tents were being pitched, what greasy sacrifices were being pounded, the wires with panties and tank tops, and how you waited for months for the Skinny Cole and Ibram to play the Seljuk evergreens — what money was being spent, for everyone to see that Sullo graduates from vocational school, goes as a soldier or gets married. My parents and I were not sent to the prom by my parents either, because we were gathered from afar in a high-ranking high school, I didn't do a rookie (I just put the necessary things in the briefcase and got on the train), and my wedding was 20 people and I paid for it myself. . At 32, I was already an emigrant for a year, then at 35 again and if I have the apartments, the car and the bank accounts for the children's education - it's all there. I was also a cleaner and a dish mih, but also a restaurant manager. And the locals treated me with respect because I worked hard. I came home because my wife and children didn't want us to live abroad - well, we live here too. Otherwise, I am also grateful to my parents for having them and studying me, as well as teaching me work and responsibility, I thanked them on the day I passed the last state exam, the next day I started working and since then I have not wanted or taken anything from them - so I think it's right. Winnie the Pooh because my wife and children didn't want us to live abroad - well, we live here too. Otherwise, I am also grateful to my parents for having them and studying me, as well as teaching me work and responsibility, I thanked them on the day I passed the last state exam, the next day I started working and since then I have not wanted or taken anything from them - so I think it's right. Winnie the Pooh because my wife and children didn't want us to live abroad - well, we live here too. Otherwise, I am also grateful to my parents for having them and studying me, as well as teaching me work and responsibility, I thanked them on the day I passed the last state exam, the next day I started working and since then I have not wanted or taken anything from them - so I think it's right. Winnie the Pooh
Winnie the Pooh, you're happy to the max! I read your comments regularly, I read them to my husband - we both really like them - both in style and content, mostly. I rarely have anything to add after you. God forbid more sane people like you, that the Gotovans are about to wipe out the country. (Not that the world will end with this, they are natural historical processes, but I will still miss it :) PS The author is right about many things. Regards: Boronia
Thank you, Boronia, I can say the same for you, I am glad that there are sane people among the young generation and you are an example of that. So, it is true that the author is right about many things, in the previous post I was in a hurry and I am afraid who will work in 10 years, reading her analysis. Otherwise, I support the recommendation for young people to emigrate and get to know the world. they stay somewhere, and now the borders are open, but not everyone realizes living abroad - and that's the good thing about freedom. My last employer abroad when he sent me said "It is very important that you achieved your goals and solved your financial problems briefly, but more importantly, that you gained life experience that will serve you better" - and he was very right. Winnie the Pooh
I am an ordinary 17-year-old girl who loves her family very much. So much, I am grateful to them for everything they gave me - upbringing, sense of responsibility, hard work, they did not deprive me financially, although this is not of the greatest importance, but they do it FOR US. Although small, I realize this because my peers don't appreciate what they have. I feel happy and I just want them to be alive and healthy to thank them. I am ambitious for them to become a person for me, to be proud of me, to fulfill the `son's duty`, to see the world, to see that we are well - I want it more than anything and I believe that I will achieve it! We should be grateful to the parents, because without them we are nowhere! Greetings, Magdalena
Magdalena, wonderful words! I haven't read the comments here for a long time and I generally agree with Winnie the Pooh and Boronia ... and yet - I don't want to think what would have happened to me if our people had looked after their own material interests and dragged us in the ghettos to buy an apartment, for example ...... because that is the fate of 99% of our emigrants - I exclude students here, I am talking about economic emigrants who go as a family to work in low-skilled labor, and children they do not have access to normal daily life and education. I'm not saying that misery in the 90's in our country was a normal everyday life, but at least it affected all of us and we were all in the pot together. There is a difference - in Bulgaria at school you are not Eastern European garbage, NEVER! Simply because everyone would offend the Author herself
You claim that the children of migrant workers are ignorant and do not go to universities and live in ghettos. You are very wrong. If you really come from Western Europe, you should know that universities study all kinds, just to have the desire - and Turks, and Moroccans, and Chinese, and children of working Bulgarians as cleaners or builders. Don't be such a lying patriot, looking mainly for your own bowl. You have a sense of superiority over others that is felt.
Very precisely from number 18. You made an accurate analysis of the author. I don't know if they had anything else to say about and on the topic. Something makes me think that things are not exactly as she presents them. Somewhere deep down something is hidden and he is lying that things are exactly as they are presented.
The author tells a lot of lies (Sisi, Jiju, etc.). This is not the case at all. If her parents had left, she might be living even better now than she is now. She would have graduated from university again, but her childhood would not have been spent waiting in queues, starvation, an empty refrigerator, etc., which leads me to think that she is a person who has lived in extreme poverty. Because it is not true that we were all equal then, there were still poor and rich. For example, we were from the middle class because my parents were university graduates, we didn't have much money. But we never lived in misery, never in quarters, while the author had the knife to the bone. This made her want to achieve something with full force, so she went to study in the West. And after she graduated, she rose a lot in her own eyes. Hence her feeling of superiority over others, which is de facto only a feeling, because there is no superiority. It is obvious that he is not one of the most intelligent in spelling and expression. But I still congratulate her for trying to do something in life. But ... enough with this communist way of speaking. So my mother used to say that in their schools they told how in the west there was only hunger and misery and whoever went there was doomed to live on the streets all his life, etc. And at the same time the emigrants lived like white people, while misery was.