EYS YOUTH
WAR IS NEVER THE ANSWER By Kristina Apostoloska eYs Youth Ambassador
March 14, 2001 Tetovo, Republic of Macedonia I was in kindergarten, almost 5 years old. I played carefree with the other children like every other day. Carefree, up to a point. When it all started. That whole damn period. When he instilled fear in our bones It was 3pm, and all the parents had picked up their children from kindergarten, except only mine did not arrive. They were not allowed to pick me up from school because they were employed by the barracks (The Army). Every time the door opened, I hoped in vain that maybe it was my parents who came to pick me up. I was sitting on the bench in the hallway, my backpack in my arms and in anticipation ... Suddenly, my neighbour showed up. He said he came to pick me up because mum and dad were at work. I am eternally grateful to him. He took me and hid me under the seat, a compartment where he normally carried ice cream with his old and ruined “Lada”. Days had passed in fear. But also, in hope 10 | eYs Magazine, Winter 2022
