Mădălina's cover picture
Mădălina's profile picture

Mădălina
in Italy

Dance of Life! 

 

I like to think at my migration story as a dance, a dance of life. 

My style is not yet defined. 

I started with small clumsy steps, I left my home antered another one. The dance there was different, the music was loud, it was powerful, it scared me, the steps were strong and I had trouble fiiting in, my steps did not match, my dance was slow. I left. 

My style is not yet defined. 

I changed the country. At first it was a mess. I could not understand the music, the language, the steps were different. I learned, I practiced, I did better. It was not my style. I left. 

I went back home, I recognized the dance, I danced. But it was not my place, not yet. I left. 

I find myself back again in another country. Another dance, another music, another steps. 

I stay, I dance, I learn. 

I am finding my style. 

 

What I am descovering right now is that, it`s not the place that matters, but what you do in that place matters the most. 

Discover other stories you might enjoy

Kemelo
in Hungary

Freda
in Hungary

Karin
in Austria

Luzia
in Hungary