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		<title>Zlata&#8217;s Diary, A Child&#8217;s Life in Sarajevo by Zlata Filipovic</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 23:19:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Natasha Maw</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Zlata&#8217;s Diary, A Child&#8217;s Life in Sarajevo by Zlata Filipovic has often been compared to the Diary of Anne Frank and it&#8217;s a comparison that&#8217;s not lost on Zlata herself as she often noted in her diary that she hoped that her ending would be different from that of Anne&#8217;s.  Fortunately, her ending was different.  [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a title="Support the Maw Books Blog.  Purchase Zlata's Diary." href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/0590487922/?tag=mawboo-20" target="_self"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-3399" style="margin: 2px 10px;;  float: left; padding: 4px; margin: 0 7px 2px 0;" title="zlata's diary (large)" src="http://blog.mawbooks.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/zlatas-diary-large.jpg" alt="zlata's diary (large)" width="182" height="255" /></a><a title="Support the Maw Books Blog.  Purchase Zlata's Diary." href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/0590487922/?tag=mawboo-20" target="_self"><em>Zlata&#8217;s Diary, A Child&#8217;s Life in Sarajevo</em> by Zlata Filipovic</a> has often been compared to the <em>Diary of Anne Frank </em>and it&#8217;s a comparison that&#8217;s not lost on Zlata herself as she often noted in her diary that she hoped that her ending would be different from that of Anne&#8217;s.  Fortunately, her ending was different.  She survived.  While her friends and family died all around her, she survived a war and a childhood that no child should have to survive.</p>
<p>Zlata&#8217;s diary begins as any other eleven-year-olds diary would:  talk of vacations, friends, school, teachers, MTV, pizza, Michael Jackson, and sleeping in on the weekends.  The first entry in fifth grade begins, &#8220;Behind me &#8211; a long, hot summer and the happy days of summer holidays; ahead of me &#8211; a new school year.&#8221;</p>
<p>It is just a short month and a half into her journal that the war enters her life:</p>
<blockquote><p>There&#8217;s a real war going on in Dubrovnik.  It&#8217;s being badly shelled.  People are in shelters, they have no water, no electricity, the phone&#8217;s aren&#8217;t working.  We see horrible pictures on TV.  Mommy and Daddy are worried.  Is it possible that such a beautiful town is being destroyed?</p></blockquote>
<p>Little does Zlata know but those words echo a prophecy that will soon come true in her own life.  It isn&#8217;t long before the war moves to Sarejevo.  She slowly watches the life that she knew crumble all around her.  She readily admits that she doesn&#8217;t understand the politics of the war nor why people have to be so cruel as to kill each other.</p>
<p>Zlata&#8217;s story is one that is difficult to summarize.  I&#8217;ve decided that I will randomly pick some passages from the book in a chronological order from beginning to near end.  No rhyme or reason to the passages picked.  Just opened the page and see where it took me.</p>
<blockquote><p>I&#8217;m watching the American Top 20 on MTV.  I don&#8217;t remember a thing, who&#8217;s in what place.</p>
<p>I feel great because I&#8217;ve just eaten a &#8220;Four Seasons&#8221; Pizza with ham, cheese, ketchup and mushrooms.  It was yummy.  Daddy brought it for me at Galija&#8217;s (the pizzeria around the corner).  Maybe that&#8217;s why I didn&#8217;t remember who took what place &#8211; I was too busy enjoying my pizza.</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p>I&#8217;m not going to school.  All the schools in Sarajevo are closed.  There&#8217;s danger hiding in these hills above Sarajevo.  But I think things are slowly calming down.  The heavy shelling and explosions have stopped. There&#8217;s occasional gunfire, but it quickly falls silent.  Mommy and Daddy aren&#8217;t going to work.  They&#8217;re buying food in huge quantities.  Just in case, I guess.  God forbid!</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p>Two shells exploded in the street and one in the market.  Mommy was nearby at the time . . .  Daddy and I were besides ourselves because she hand&#8217;t come home  . . . We kept going to the window hoping to see Mommy, but she wasn&#8217;t back.  They released a list of the dead and wounded.  Daddy and I were tearing our hair out.  We didn&#8217;t know what had happened to her.  Was she alive? . . . I looked out the window one more time and  . . . I SAW MOMMY RUNNING ACROSS THE BRIDGE.  As she came into the house she started shaking and crying.  Through her tears she told us how she had seen dismembered bodies . . . Thank God, Mommy is with us.  Thank God.  A HORRIBLE DAY.  UNFORGETTABLE.  HORRIBLE! HORRIBLE!</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p>I have another sad piece of news for you.  A boy from my drama club got KILLED!  A shell fell in fron the community center and a horrible piece of shrapnel killed him.</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p>Today is Alma&#8217;s birthday . .  .  We had a super time, but . . . .I looked out the window and saw a flash. . . BOOM!!  Shattered glass, falling plaster . . . The birthday party wasn&#8217;t bad, but it would have been better if that shell hadn&#8217;t spoiled it.</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p>. . . we are living in fear, we are suffering, we are not enjoying the sun and flowers, we are not enjoying our childhood.  WE ARE CRYING.</p></blockquote>
<p>Well, I don&#8217;t want to write out the whole book for you but suffice it to say that this is a book that I will long remember.  And it&#8217;s one that I was constantly questioning what I was doing in my safe, sheltered life while Zlata was living a nightmare.  A nightmare of constant fear, hunger, coldness, hiding, and where getting water is a life or death feat.  I believe that I&#8217;m only a year older than Zlata so seeing the dates really put a perspective on the book.  She was even a huge New Kids on the Block fan!  Despite our shared commonality because Zlata lived in another part of the world her childhood was war torn while mine was much different.</p>
<p>Books like this are always worth reading.  Now I&#8217;m off to find out where she is now . . .</p>
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Genre:  Young Adult, Non-Fiction/Diary<br />
Publisher:  Scholastic.  January 1994<br />
Paperback, 200 pages.  ISBN:  0590487922<br />
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