I am neither Theresa Turner, nor did my life start over in Iraq, but I find a piece of Theresa’s story in my life. My life was different from most of the other teenagers. I didn’t have a crazy awesome life, as most of adolescents have. Indeed my life was really boring, living in a small town in Albania. I was drowned in a monotonous life. My only entertainment was reading Russian novels. But as Theresa did, I said ‘Yes’ to new unusual opportunities. It happened that one day I met a very generous woman (you won’t believe but I met the real Theresa Turner) in my parents’ shop. She was a professor at an international school. Maybe she was the first one who was able to notice that I wasn’t really enjoying my life. Or maybe she was able to understand that I could achieve much more than reading Russian novels and going to a national university just for the sake of getting a degree.
Topics: A Jag's Life