Two Jehovah Witnesses came to the door, a tall girl with straight blonde hair and a younger girl accompanying her who was silent. "We have our own bible", Milica's mum explained as we sat at the dining table by the open French doors painting Easter eggs. It was already a week after the commercial Easter Sunday, but Orthodox Christians follow the original calendar from the Old Testament. She pointed to a picture of St George on the wall and explained he is their family saint.
Milica's family moved to New Zealand from Serbia in 1995 when Milica was 11. Both her parents were electrical engineers, but there was no industry in New Zealand. Her father instead became a taxi driver, but now he is retired and is helping Milica's brother start his own electrical engineering firm in Fiji. Her mother cleans houses and does ironing. She is also the best cook in the Serbian community, Milica says with pride, trying to glue a butterfly, before it disintegrates, onto an egg.
I imagine this is where Milica gets her adaptability from; already she has done more jobs than a spy. Before leaving school she did paper runs, worked in a pharmacy, a hairdressers, bakers, clothes store and did market research in a call centre. After graduating in marketing she worked in a financial services company for two and a half years, but then travelled to Italy and became and au pair. She then she taught English at a private language school in Pisa before returning to New Zealand to work as an account manager for a search optimisation company. We met in Japan, where Milica lived on the Ososumi peninsular for two years. After the JET Programme she worked on yachts living on and off in Majorca, where we met up for a holiday with Kat a year or two ago. She then came back to Auckland and has trained as a yoga teacher. Now she is saving up for a round the world trip.
Milica showed me some of the main sights- from Mt. Eden we could see a volcano caldera and a view of the city. We had lunch at Karangahape Road at a place run by Algerian chefs to get a taste of the multicultural centre. In the evening, after Milica's yoga class, we went to see a Tammy Nielson gig, a Canadian country singer, before going on to a bar called Racket to experience some of the Kiwi night life. We're off for a walk to St Helena's along the water by Mission Bay and I'll be catching my flight tonight if all goes as planned.
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Milica's family moved to New Zealand from Serbia in 1995 when Milica was 11. Both her parents were electrical engineers, but there was no industry in New Zealand. Her father instead became a taxi driver, but now he is retired and is helping Milica's brother start his own electrical engineering firm in Fiji. Her mother cleans houses and does ironing. She is also the best cook in the Serbian community, Milica says with pride, trying to glue a butterfly, before it disintegrates, onto an egg.
I imagine this is where Milica gets her adaptability from; already she has done more jobs than a spy. Before leaving school she did paper runs, worked in a pharmacy, a hairdressers, bakers, clothes store and did market research in a call centre. After graduating in marketing she worked in a financial services company for two and a half years, but then travelled to Italy and became and au pair. She then she taught English at a private language school in Pisa before returning to New Zealand to work as an account manager for a search optimisation company. We met in Japan, where Milica lived on the Ososumi peninsular for two years. After the JET Programme she worked on yachts living on and off in Majorca, where we met up for a holiday with Kat a year or two ago. She then came back to Auckland and has trained as a yoga teacher. Now she is saving up for a round the world trip.
Thanks for following. See you soon!
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