Nachricht Nummer : 193 Übertragungszeit : 3 min 37 sec Nachricht von : WAM@ZAMIR-ZG.ZER.sub.org Betrifft : Zagreb Diary 13 July, 1993 Erstellungsdatum : 21.07.1993 10:24:00 S+2 Realname: Wam Kat Zagreb Diary 13 July, 1993 Dobar dan, Another day with the American's on tour, this will be the last day and soon I will be without them on my trail, but it was a funny experiences anyway. Yesterday evening we probably did an unicum on American television, if not at television as a whole, what we did was an interview via modem, I never heard about that before. Their reporter was sitting in a studio in New York, typing his questions and I had to answer them from the NeXus office. It was weird sine on such a moment all technical equipment seems to be against us and refused to work. So I had to type my answers without seeing my text on the screen, not particular handy. Sitting in a sea of light I was concentrating on the questions, it is not easy to react that way, especially when they ask you questions which are not particular the most easiest to answer. I hope I have been as honest and as smart as I could be after a day of driving around in Croatia. Today we had to do the reading of the diary in Vesna's place, there is were I am sitting now, a camera in my back, a microphone over my head, a silver screen left from me and nervous as hell from everything, since this is not how I normally spend my days. In the kitchen Vesna's mother tries to be as quiet as possible, but that is hard with this houses were every move makes noise. After this shoots we made some shoots outside, how I was walking in and out of the building and the whole neighbourhood hang out of the windows, than we had to make up for the last shootings, me in a refugee camp, since there was absolutely no reason to visit one of the camps in Zagreb and I knew that in the only camp where Suncokret is working somebody was working which is not here, I decided to go with them to Varazdin, which is only 75 Km north and on the way to Budapest, so for them in the right direction. I had to be back in Zagreb by 3 o'clock, because we had an important meeting. But as it goes it goes, we arrived in Varazdin and couldn't do anything because of the rain and than when the rain stopped Tony asked me to do something with the children, so I took my computer out and in no- time I was overflooded by at least 25 or more kids which all want to write down there names and play with that small computer of mine. The conversation went half in English (most of them have learned a lot since Suncokret is here) and in Bosnian. But when we were ones busy I couldn't stop so easily, all this kids remained me on my own kids and I thought it was a little dishonest to play with them only when the camera was running. So for more than half an hour or more I was "fighting" to make able that everybody had a turn. Just at the moment that I wanted to stop the older boys and girls came, the teenagers and young women, with a look on their face that they would show the little ones what you can use a computer for. I had to excuse myself, saying that I will do my best to find a computer for them soon, so that they can learn from it. When I found my camerateam back, Toni told me how nice the shoot really was, just before those children came up to me they were playing with one of the big canons which the JNA had placed everywhere on this grounds in the time that it was still their barracks. But on his watch I saw that I already had no possibility to get back in Zagreb in time, I started to imagine how sorry and angry Jasmina could be. And then I saw those happy faces from the children again, okay, my ones are blond and this one are dark, but the radiation from their eyes is the same. After that I said good-bye to the crew and started to wait for the bus, I felt very tired and fell asleep in the bus back. When I arrived back in Zagreb I had about 5 minutes to find the bus to the airport to pick up Jojo, an old action friend of mine, who is now radio reporter, he is coming for a few days to make some interviews with me for different programmes and I promised him to go with him to Pakrac as well. On the way to the airport I saw that at all crosspoints police was standing so probably Tudjman is going abroad tonight. I met Jojo in the arrival hall of the airport and convinced him to join me in a visit to the "Dutch bar" in the UNPROFOR part of the airport. Of course I didn't ever been there, but I thought it would be a nice place to start his visit in Croatia. Outside the airport building stood some Dutch UNPROFOR soldiers who we asked to way and they were so friendly to give us a lift into to UNPROFOR village. I never realised how big it was, there must be at least a couple of thousand people living there at the airport, each battalion has his own small part, a bit like the Olympic villages during the games. The Dutch bar is not more than a few containers and has probably the same atmosphere as every Dutch military bar in the force, I don't know since I normally don't visit military bars. Jojo and I are really strange birds in this place, although we speak the same language. Around me I hear stories with names of villages I know, at a certain moment one guy comes in and shout that there are big problems with the checkpoint in Pakrac, an APC killed 3 children and the locals want to teach UNPROFOR a lesson, I am surprised. Yesterday when I was in Pakrac nobody told me about this and it is not particular hopeful for the future of our project. Bok I Mir from Zagreb, Wam ------------------------------------------------------ Zagreb Diary can be found on a lot of different electronic networks, it is copyright free and can be ported to any network or other means of communication you like, but please drop my a line, you can reach by sending a message to wam@zamir-zg.comlink.de or wam@zamir-zg.comlink.apc.org. Zagreb Diary is dedicated to Tyche, Pjort and Rik, so that they found out what there father have been doing all that time in Zagreb. Financial support for Grassroot relief work in Croatia or BiH can be send to Kollektief Rampenplan (atn. Lylette, Postbox 780, 6130 AN Sittard, Netherlands, tel:. +31-46-524803 and fax: +31-46-516460 or to Zagrebacka Banka, Zagreb, accountnr.: 2440291594, to Kat, Pieter Jan Herman Fredrik, Brace Domany 6 6fl nr3, 41000 Zagreb. 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