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Heroes are born when...


Heroes are born when you make a step even though your legs can hardly move.
Heroes are born when you stand up and speak out.
When you conquer your fears, when you pass the test, when you fight Goliath.
When you let something go.
Heroes are born when you tell someone: "I'm here for you".
When you ask for help, when you bare your soul, when you make a new friend.
Heroes are born every day.
You may be the next one!


The blog entry was written by Kató Klára Fazekas at Independent Theatre Hungary's Roma Heroes workshop.

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