Besa Kosova
Hmm… about me…
I am an Albanian born, American author. I discovered my passion for books, poetry, and writing in elementary school. The first poem I penciled – at age six – was about peace. At age eight, I decided to become a writer. Since then, I have not stopped writing. My first poetry collection, Raindrops, was published in September 2007.
As far as my credentials go, my resume is lengthy. Yes, I am the President and the Founder My One School Inc. (www.myoneschool.org), a non-profit organization that focuses in building schools for very deserving children around the globe. I am also an Executive Director of Fundraising and Development for Child Literacy Inc. (www.childliteracy.org) as well as Save a girl Child (www.saveagirlchild.org), and a very proud Rotarian (www.rotary.org).
Nonetheless, my greatest job is raising the two most 'awesomest' children, my brilliant son, Nathaniel, and oh-so talented daughter, Gentiana.
At present, some of my biggest projects are… raising funds to build another school in Mali, Africa. Subsequent to the Africa school completion, I am onward with the endeavor of my life located in Bihar, India – a school, a home and a library development. Additionally, I am incessantly working on expanding My One School globally-- while attempting to publish my first children’s book entitled, “Besa’s Books,” and the story of Kosova, “The Dream that fights.”
“The miracles of our dreams lie beneath our foot soles -- in each and every tiny step we take as we journey to the stars… I reckon the destination isn’t the only miracle.”
“There comes a moment in life when you say to yourself – enough. This is ENOUGH! Then – you take a walk with your destiny. To change. To fulfill your purpose. We all have it. But are you willing to take that first step?”
“A dream without a fight is a nightmare.”
“Money can't buy happiness, but it certainly is a stress reliever.”
“A homeless man visited my store today. The few quarters that he had in his pocket he invested on books. I offered him free books, but he insisted on giving me his quarters. He walked away filled with joy as if he possessed the world's riches in his hands. In a way, he did. He left me smiling and knowing that he was wealthier than many others... (01-21-10)”
“Anything worthy is worth the fight!”
“I am the perfect version of me.”
“I wasn't born to cook or clean,but to read and write,if you don't like me the way I am,then go fly a kite.”
“Writers write while dreamers procastinate. ”