How can you break out of a Bulgarian
ghetto and start a new life whereas you do not forget where you came from?
Nataliya Tsekova, in her play "Gypsy Wheels" recounts the memories of
a young Roma woman in order to get rid of them and to "turn white".
Can we bury our past? What is it like to hide all life long who we are? The
play focuses on accepting ourselves and being proud of our identity, and
discusses these issues with the help of humour.
What can a schoolgirl do to fight injustice? What do we look for in pedagogues? What can we do for our children to be taught of equality and accepting each other in school? In primary school, I always sat in the first or second row. I hated it! I always wanted to sit in the last row because there, I could have been next to the window watching the whole class. From time to time, some of the "worst" boys were seated next to me. The rules for table plan were the following: 1. bad students sit next to good students 2. if you are a good student and do something wrong (which happened to me quite often) then you will get a Gypsy next to you For a few days or for months, it depended on the scale of the punishment. I liked those boys because they found this process unfair, too. I had three seatmate by this method in the first four years of primary school. When teachers realized that this seating arrangement was no problem for us and we even made friends, I ...
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