Friday Fictioneers – Romany rumination

~ neilmacdon
PHOTO PROMPT © Alicia Jamtaas

Some lives in traps and some lives free in wagons. Yeah, you pity me, poor and rough as I be. What you don’t know, my suited-and-booted friend, is I pity you—you’ll be paying-off that debt-trap house until you’re old and joyless. Whenever I tire of the setting, I just hitches up me wagon and moves on.

You calls us tinkers or gyppos, though we’re an ancient people with our own language. We calls you salary men. What really scares you is our freedom: I plays me fiddle at a couple of weddings and earns me the dosh to do as I please all week.

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  6. On a trip to Slovakia several years ago, I met several Roma, as the gypsies there are known. Some have settled down to farming, but most are still itinerant and happy to be so, in spite of the Communists efforts to put them into cement high-rise buildings. Conformity matters to Communists. Not the the Roma 🙂

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  18. Like any a people, they have within them the joyous, the wounded, the harmful, the angry, the placid, the wise, the bullies, the foolish, the kind. And like many a people, some find their lifestyle to fit, others to chafe against. To each their own, and what is good for one, may not be good for all. No matter the wagon or a cement floor.

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