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"The symbol of my superstition was the symbol of Sarajevo's terror: the crater left by an exploded mortar or artillery shell. Sarajevans, with their unique sense of the ironic, named these `Sarajevo roses'. There was one outside the entrance to my apartment building and another on the pedestrian bridge I crossed daily. I meticulously made a point of treading on each of them on my way to work and b... More

"The symbol of my superstition was the symbol of Sarajevo's terror: the crater left by an exploded mortar or artillery shell. Sarajevans, with their unique sense of the ironic, named these `Sarajevo roses'. There was one outside the entrance to my apartment building and another on the pedestrian bridge I crossed daily. I meticulously made a point of treading on each of them on my way to work and back, wanting to believe this would protect me from the deadly path of a shell or sniper bullet."

For two years, in the midst of the conflict in Bosnia, Ann� Mari� du Preez Bezdrob was a United Nations peacekeeper in the besieged city of Sarajevo. As a resident of the city, she was no partial observer, but became passionately involved in individual lives, sharing the Sarajevans' terrors and hard-won joys. Calling the mortar scars `roses' is symbolic of how Sarajevans faced the horror and privation of the war in Bosnia - with extraordinary courage, inventiveness and wry humor. As her story unfolds, we sense this same irrepressible spirit in the author herself.

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