“I used to look forward to every new day, for each single day was beautiful in its own way. I looked forward to the sun, games, songs – I enjoyed my childhood. I did not need anything more... The power of war destroys everything. Slowly, a city is disappearing. Mirna, and my great neighbours, I try not to think about what I see, hear and feel. So put me back on the shore of my childhood. There I was happy and satisfied. There it was war.”

-          Zlata Filipovic, a 12 year-old Sarajevan girl, translated by Edin Lemes