I’m a journalist
That’s how on the 12th of January 1991 the first “Sakam da kazam” came out. And one more the next Saturday, and the one after that and so on…
I’m a journalist
Who knows, maybe I made the life decision to become a journalist because the only four I had in my senior year of high school was in Macedonian, for a badly written essay exam. Stubbornness? I’m not really a stubborn person, especially when I don’t feel comfortable with the thing I’m doing.
Genes also didn’t have a role in choosing my career path. Both my mom and dad were civil servants and had little to no connection with journalism. Their contribution is probably the fact that every day they bought „Nova Makedonija “, „Vecer “ and the Belgrade daily „Politika “. Plus, we had this unwritten rule that we had to listen to the news on the state radio every day at 15.30, so no one talked during lunch.
However, I think I became a journalist because I was looking for a profession that would give me the opportunity to make a living without being tied to a desk and without a fixed work schedule. And it’s not only that I couldn’t see myself working a desk job, I really wanted something that would allow me to travel. And, here I am, a journalist. For now, I’m happy with my choice.
Actually, I’ve been a journalist my whole life. Ever since 1982, when I was doing reportages for the army magazine as a solder in the former Yugoslav national army.
SAKAM DA KAZAM (I WANT TO SAY)
So, every Friday, after more than 1.600 Friday afternoons, I sit in front of the computer screen, (back then it was a piece of indigo paper) racking my brain for what I want to say that I haven’t said before. How do I say it in a way that I would want to read it. To criticize without offending anyone. To praise without seeming like a bootlicker. And I drink coffees, I get up, sit down, make phone calls, fidget with pieces of paper, I get out “for a minute” to complain to my friends that I have no ideas, I keep bugging my coworkers that they’re not helping me, I call my wife a hundred times to remind me what we’ve talked about and if it’s worth writing about….
Not a month had passed from my leaving from “Vest”, when on the 26 January 2016 my column “Sakam da kazam” was published, now for the first time only on the Internet. And that is how the digital news portal SAKAMDAKAZAM.MK was born. At first we published solely my column, by tradition every Friday, and after few months we started publishing original journalistic content by my coworkers.
SAKAMDAKAZAM.MK (SDK.MK) is a digital newsroom which operates by the highest journalistic standards. We quickly became famous because we don’t bait our readers with click bait titles or information which hasn’t been fact-checked. We guide ourselves by the principles: Don’t steal content, check before you publish and don’t waste your readers’ time with nonsense.
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AWARDS AND RECOGNITIONS
In 1992 and 1995, I received the “Krste Petko Misirkov” Award by The Association of Journalists of Macedonia, for my column, Sakam da Kazam.
In 2006, for the same column I received the highest national merit for journalism, “Mito Hadzivasilev Jasmin.”
Translated by Ana & Nikola Mihajlovski
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