What is missing in my CV ? It is my childhood (very happy indeed, and without worries with such a mom and such a dad, and with my brother Miroslav), my youth (of course, - mad), my loves (with the extasies and the sufferings of a loved, or deserted woman), the sports (I always wonder if the athletics did not lose in me a world champion, - without modesty -, and why not an Olympic champion ?), my friends, my classmates (I have just met two of them in France), my colleagues (here, in France), my pupils - so many (I have just met some of them in Paris), my journeys - a few only but on very long distances...
Are also missing my failures, the disasters, the sleepless nights... What they are missing ! They filled their task. What I am wise ! And experienced !
See my CV
hebergeur site https SSL My professional life
See CV, forgiveness, several years are missing, as translator in the company of international transport « Sisi - Yana » at Yambol, the official and friendly contacts with Belgium.
In Paris, during the summer 2004 I was a teacher : I was in charge of the elimination of illiteracy of immigrant african mothers. It was a very pleasant and cool work.
Didn't the world of entertainment lose also in me a star ? I like the theatre so much ! And chocolate too, oh yeah, and ice creams !
Before I read many books, and now I'm surfing on Internet. I like the sea, it is banal, isn't it ? But I like it in September, at Sozopol, at the festival « Apolonia ».
Here is a cocktail of my tastes : 1 decilitre of theatre, 1 decilitre of music, 1 decilitre of painting, a (big) pinch of sun, one of sand, one of wind, one of sea and the whole allied with wine, fishes, fresh beer and many friends.
My plans for the future
To grow old, well and slowly, with Richard, in Paris.