Unworked even though he carried out the law master and education

Marigona Krasniqi of Drenas has written a long writing about herself when she shows why the law master and education faculty has yet to find work.

She has completed her studies for two years now, but failed to employ in areas she has conducted.

Nevertheless, she has demanded that young people not surrender to their dreams.

For more read its text:

I remember my first day of study. As the oldest child in my family, my brothers and sisters surrounded me and were excited about my journey. And since our house was in a remote village I had to move to the capital, Pristina.

Fear, curiosity, and desire caused me to stir up in my stomach, but I tried to hold on very well.

I did this for my parents ' sake because I saw that they had only begun to upset me.

They weren't supposed to worry because I was coming back every weekend, but I didn't blame the poor guys either. They were never used to seeing me away from home, and often when we traveled, I ended up vomiting, as I rarely traveled and my stomach was mixed.

My grandmother gave me a bed hug, her mother's savings, and her favorite sister.

They were all being solidified with me, and besides material things, they were also pouring their soul out on me.

Dad had long separated from the land - making money for me, and his eyes laughed at him with pleasure.

He vowed never to leave me without money, even if he had to sell the land just so that I could take the course of knowledge.

My dream was to be a lawyer. Every time we played like a kid, I kept a hammer nearby and I shared justice. That's all I knew about that time.

Compared to my type as a character, I adapted quite well to Pristina.

I learned the roads I definitely needed, for others I didn't even cry.

I had even learned the way from college, and every week I had a job at college and I went there to get to the station.

But I was not ashamed that I did not know the streets well, nor did Pristina coffees.

My teachings went well, and that mattered to me.

In the meantime in my third year of studies, I also enrolled in the second faculty of education.

My friends would excrete me, saying that I was willing to handle two jobs.

I started getting used to this idea, I was going to keep two jobs and I didn't even dare to get tired.

But I had actually deceived myself and my psychic.

I was “set” behind good marks, forgetting I was living in Kosovo.

I've finished law school and education for two years now, but I can't find a job.

I stayed a few more months in Pristina in the hope that I'll get a job easier, but that couldn't be done, even when two years have passed.

How heavy the day I returned empty - handed home. I was ashamed to see my family in the eye, even though it wasn't my fault.

I called my dad and said, "I'm going home with two diplomas, I wasn't enough for a job.." ”

I'd probably get the job if I became a servile of a political party, get the job and have dinner with the top “ ” and become everyone's toys.

But I chose the way of knowledge.

I chose a path that would never cloud that brightness in my father's eyes, nor stain my mother's savings.

I chose to put a quiet conscience on my grandmother's embrace and put my sister's shirt on a clean body.

I don't back down, a journal and a hammer in my head hangs.

Although two diplomas were not enough for a job, I am going home without shame.

I am returning home to collect new energy and return to Pristina most powerful.

I didn't give up, don't you either.

Come and know how to brave, face the shadows that surround us.