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Sanja
78 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2008
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Momo Kapor
123 books270 followersMomčilo "Momo" Kapor was a Serbian novelist, painter, and short story writer. Several successful films have been based upon his novels.
Born in Sarajevo in 1937. He graduated the painting in 1961 at the Belgrade Academy of Fine Arts under Professor Nedeljko Gvozdenovic. He has published many titles, novels and collections of stories. He has a large number of documentary films and television shows, all according to his screenplays, as well as several feature films (Almonds Beyond Death, Banquet (film), Walter Defends Sarajevo, Jolly DJ, End the Weekend). Una and The Book of Complaints were adapted as such. They have been translated into French, German, Polish, Czech, Bulgarian, Hungarian, Slovenian and Swedish.
Dobrica Cosic, in his book "Friends," on pages 276 and 277 describes the childhood and youth of Momo Kapor, based on the talks he had with him in November 2002. "On the 13 of April 1941, The Germans bombed Sarajevo and hit the building below Trebenica in which the Kapor's mother had hid with her 4-year old son. In the collapsed house, everybody was dead. Moma's mother saved her son with her own body. The boy somehow pulled out from the rubble, moaned and fell into scilence from the speechless horror of not knowing where to be. He was found by a Russian, an emigrant, a doctor, who took pity on him and took him to his apartment, adopting him, as he had no children. He nurtured him, loved him, filled him with toys to forget his mother and drove him around Sarajevo in a white Mercedes. The boy knew that his name was Momcilo, but not his surname. The good Russian gave him a good name, Momcilo Hercegovac. After a year of life with the good man, Momcilo Hercegovac fell ill with scarlet fever, so his savior took him to the Sarajevo hospital. There he was found by his maternal aunt for she had been looking for him the previous year all round Sarajevo, being informed by someone earlier on that there was "a child that got out of the destroyed house, where a man took him with him." When the boy recuperated from scarlet fever, his grandmother took him to her house and took care of him. Momcilo Hercegovac was cared for by the Russian as well, who joined vlasovcima-collaborators of the Germans, often visiting him with gifts. His father was, upon returning from captivity and being a banking expert, set up in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Belgrade. However, his patriotic conscience and responsibilities led to the passage of a whole year after the war before he came to Sarajevo to see his son. He treated his son in a strict patriarchal manner and was dissatisfied that his son dedicated himself to painting and literature, a life of social and material uncertainty "
He died in Belgrade on the 3. of March 2010. at the Military Medical Academy.
Born in Sarajevo in 1937. He graduated the painting in 1961 at the Belgrade Academy of Fine Arts under Professor Nedeljko Gvozdenovic. He has published many titles, novels and collections of stories. He has a large number of documentary films and television shows, all according to his screenplays, as well as several feature films (Almonds Beyond Death, Banquet (film), Walter Defends Sarajevo, Jolly DJ, End the Weekend). Una and The Book of Complaints were adapted as such. They have been translated into French, German, Polish, Czech, Bulgarian, Hungarian, Slovenian and Swedish.
Dobrica Cosic, in his book "Friends," on pages 276 and 277 describes the childhood and youth of Momo Kapor, based on the talks he had with him in November 2002. "On the 13 of April 1941, The Germans bombed Sarajevo and hit the building below Trebenica in which the Kapor's mother had hid with her 4-year old son. In the collapsed house, everybody was dead. Moma's mother saved her son with her own body. The boy somehow pulled out from the rubble, moaned and fell into scilence from the speechless horror of not knowing where to be. He was found by a Russian, an emigrant, a doctor, who took pity on him and took him to his apartment, adopting him, as he had no children. He nurtured him, loved him, filled him with toys to forget his mother and drove him around Sarajevo in a white Mercedes. The boy knew that his name was Momcilo, but not his surname. The good Russian gave him a good name, Momcilo Hercegovac. After a year of life with the good man, Momcilo Hercegovac fell ill with scarlet fever, so his savior took him to the Sarajevo hospital. There he was found by his maternal aunt for she had been looking for him the previous year all round Sarajevo, being informed by someone earlier on that there was "a child that got out of the destroyed house, where a man took him with him." When the boy recuperated from scarlet fever, his grandmother took him to her house and took care of him. Momcilo Hercegovac was cared for by the Russian as well, who joined vlasovcima-collaborators of the Germans, often visiting him with gifts. His father was, upon returning from captivity and being a banking expert, set up in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Belgrade. However, his patriotic conscience and responsibilities led to the passage of a whole year after the war before he came to Sarajevo to see his son. He treated his son in a strict patriarchal manner and was dissatisfied that his son dedicated himself to painting and literature, a life of social and material uncertainty "
He died in Belgrade on the 3. of March 2010. at the Military Medical Academy.
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May 12, 2024
4,5⭐
Kratko i slatko. Lijepa je priča, a zbog crteža sam imala osjećaj da čitam neku bajku
Kratko i slatko. Lijepa je priča, a zbog crteža sam imala osjećaj da čitam neku bajku
October 15, 2021
pre par meseci, dok smo sedele na plaži, pojma nemam kako nina i ja dođosmo do ove knjige. znam da je počelo oko naslovne strane i duge kose, pa se ja setih da je imala čudan format, da je bio momo kapor i žensko ime, pa je pronađosmo uz par klikova.
čim sam otišla u valjevo prvi put, probunarim po ormaru gde su sklonjene "dečje" knjige, i pronađem je, rođendanski poklon od prve komšinice za 10ti rođendan.
kakvo malo remek-delo! videh negde da je neko napisao da je ovo naš "mali princ" i potpisujem. ilustracije su fenomentalne, i skoro svaka rečenica, kojih nema mnogo, je za obeležavanje.
čim sam otišla u valjevo prvi put, probunarim po ormaru gde su sklonjene "dečje" knjige, i pronađem je, rođendanski poklon od prve komšinice za 10ti rođendan.
kakvo malo remek-delo! videh negde da je neko napisao da je ovo naš "mali princ" i potpisujem. ilustracije su fenomentalne, i skoro svaka rečenica, kojih nema mnogo, je za obeležavanje.
December 22, 2016
"Zašto bebe, uopšte, plaču ? Kažu zbog toga što im je bilo mnogo lepše tamo odakle dolaze na svet, nego ovde, kod nas. A odakle dolaze bebe? Bebe dolaze iz ljubavi. A, gde je ljubav ? Ljubav je između onih koji se vole.
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A, šta je to- ljubav? Kada gledaš u zvezde bez razloga i kada podeliš zvaku i kad pokloniš cvet… Kada onome koga voliš daš jedan krug i ustupiš ljuljašku u parkiću kada je na tebe red da se ljuljaš! Kad onome koga volis daš jedan griz i kad podeliš sa njim gumicu za brisanje na dvoje i kad mu daš jedan liz! Kada nacrtaš srce i unutra upiseš vaša dva imena. Ako to nije ljubav, ja onda, stvarno ne znam šta je!
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Jer, kad smo zaljubljeni, onda oni koje volimo rastu u našim očima. Kada poželimo nekog drugog, onda se oni smanjuju.
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Svi oni koji traže nešto važno, nešto dragoceno, nešto što su davno izgubili, koračaju na isti način. Poznaćete ih po tome što ih na ulici nista drugo ne zanima : samo gledaju ispred sebe, samo gledaju i traže, traže…"
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A, šta je to- ljubav? Kada gledaš u zvezde bez razloga i kada podeliš zvaku i kad pokloniš cvet… Kada onome koga voliš daš jedan krug i ustupiš ljuljašku u parkiću kada je na tebe red da se ljuljaš! Kad onome koga volis daš jedan griz i kad podeliš sa njim gumicu za brisanje na dvoje i kad mu daš jedan liz! Kada nacrtaš srce i unutra upiseš vaša dva imena. Ako to nije ljubav, ja onda, stvarno ne znam šta je!
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Jer, kad smo zaljubljeni, onda oni koje volimo rastu u našim očima. Kada poželimo nekog drugog, onda se oni smanjuju.
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Svi oni koji traže nešto važno, nešto dragoceno, nešto što su davno izgubili, koračaju na isti način. Poznaćete ih po tome što ih na ulici nista drugo ne zanima : samo gledaju ispred sebe, samo gledaju i traže, traže…"
July 29, 2019
Such a beautiful and sad story. Everyone in a relationship should read this. And the illustrations are great.
September 10, 2019
To me, this book is in same category as The Little Prince and deserves the same attention. Beautiful and sad.
February 19, 2022
poslušala sam dok sam čistila
bajka za odrasle
izgubio je lutajući
bajka za odrasle
izgubio je lutajući
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