{"id":1939,"date":"2012-11-10T10:42:03","date_gmt":"2012-11-10T15:42:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=1939"},"modified":"2012-11-11T09:58:19","modified_gmt":"2012-11-11T14:58:19","slug":"a-memoir-excerpt-using-the-look-challenge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=1939","title":{"rendered":"A Memoir Excerpt Using the ‘Look Challenge’"},"content":{"rendered":"

My friend\u00a0Gabi tagged me in her blog to participate in the ‘Look Challenge’. Click here<\/a> for more details. I chose this excerpt from my memoir:<\/p>\n

“Walking away from the Holiday Inn onto the open street, I imagined every sniper\u2019s gun in Sarajevo trained on me. In theory, there was a ceasefire but the Holiday Inn was right on the front line and you never knew when a bored or drunken sniper might take a shot just for entertainment. \u00a0Wide as a boulevard, the street was deserted. It wasn\u2019t far to the center of the city but I had never walked more than a few blocks in Sarajevo, and never alone.\u00a0 I passed the towering, skeletal remains of office buildings, imagining someone watching from the dark interiors, sure a shot would ring out any moment. I wanted to run but feared drawing more attention to myself.<\/p>\n

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Ian had offered to drive me and now I felt stupid for walking alone, insisting I needed some moments of solitude before getting married.\u00a0 Making my way across these sidewalks, I felt like a lost tourist who\u2019d taken a wrong turn. In a sense, I was. I picked up my pace and tried to focus on breathing, gaze fixed on the mortar pocked pavement — these permanent marks in the concrete had been christened \u2018Sarajevo roses\u2019. How many of these scars marked someone\u2019s death? Ian had earlier pointed out the block ahead where I\u2019d be out of the range of the snipers.\u00a0 I stepped up my pace.<\/p>\n

I turned the corner, out of breath and steamy with sweat, heart pounding. A sign battered with shrapnel dents hung over a dark storefront.\u00a0 \u2018Frizerka<\/em>\u2019: hairdresser. Two middle-aged women in smocks sat on the doorway stoop.\u00a0 Relieved, I greeted them, lifting my limp hair up hopelessly: \u201cDobor dan!\u00a0 Ja sam treba hitna pomoc<\/em>!\u201d\u00a0 \u2018Hello!\u00a0 I need emergency assistance\u2019. \u00a0I mimed putting on a ring, and with a scramble of Bosnian words from my limited vocabulary, explained why I needed to look beautiful. \u00a0Laughing and \u00a0kissing my cheeks in congratulation, they ushered me through their dark shop to a basin in the corner. They washed my hair, scooping buckets of precious water either collected from rainwater or perhaps hauled in heavy buckets past drunken snipers. There was no running water in the city.<\/p>\n

My racing pulse slowed. I was the only customer so both women, lit by the wan light breaking through the taped up windows, pitched in massaging my scalp, rinsing. We carried on chatting in snippets of languages.<\/p>\n

By the time they finished I felt beautiful with my brown hair softly framing my face, blown dry with the help of a car battery.\u00a0 The women kissed me again and wished me well, waving from the shop doorway. A little less nervously, I made my way down the deserted street and up sniper alley to get ready for my wedding.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

My friend\u00a0Gabi tagged me in her blog to participate in the ‘Look Challenge’. Click here for more details. I chose this excerpt from my memoir: “Walking away from the Holiday Inn onto the open street, I imagined every sniper\u2019s gun in Sarajevo trained on me. In theory, there was a ceasefire but the Holiday Inn … Continue reading A Memoir Excerpt Using the ‘Look Challenge’<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,38,5],"class_list":["post-1939","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-bosnian-war","tag-light","tag-memoir"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pPzTS-vh","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1939","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1939"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1939\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1945,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1939\/revisions\/1945"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1939"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1939"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1939"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}