Category Archive: Anna Shtorm

Cursed with empathy

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It was already our second lesson based on Steve Jobs speech.  My students just adore it. It seems to me that they can go on and on for hours discussing his statements and… Continue reading

As many people on our planet he wasn`t prepared for that and had no idea that it will happen today.

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    It always happens like that. First it`s just a sound of voice like a thunderstorm that appears from nowhere and then the dark cloud of words convey a meaning. And then… Continue reading

A brand new cutting board.

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Let`s start it in quite well-trodden way. It`s snowing! It`s finally snowing. And that just mean that all this tempting and illusive love story of fall is over. It`s a brand new white cutting board… Continue reading

“Hello, I am Anna. I am an exile!” or two nights of questions.

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It`s been already second night of questions, second night of longing for a perfect answers, second  night of these deep conversations that I`ve been missing so much lately. I noticed, the more I… Continue reading

Was it everything I`ve ever dreamed about?

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What is the first thing you do on Tuesday morning? All right any morning? Do you open your eyes? Well, first of all, before opening my eyes I am groping for the power… Continue reading

“Will it ever be over?” or Welcome to the Wasteland

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And here am I… …like a character from computer games choosing  my look while standing in front of the mirror. Black skirt, black sweater, black tights, black shoes, black hair and of course black… Continue reading