Definitions are important at the start of a new adventure like this. And maybe leaving the word speak for itself to each reader might be best (and likely very Romaniac), but I also believe in full disclosure and developing accurate historical traces of passing through the ether. When I started to work with the Romanian studies group at IU years ago, my husband turned to me and asked: 'How are the Romaniacs'? I instantly loved that perspective, kindly embracing of my madness for all things Romanian and softly ironic in the same breadth. The name stuck, because after using it in conversation with Alex, she picked it up and ran with it. I am glad we can pay tribute to one innocent man stuck with a Romaniac for a life partner who takes off every year to recharge her batteries back to 'Romania profunda,' leaving him to hold down the fort.
As for 'Soimii Patriei', pentru cei care nu mai tin minte sau nu au avut parte de acest fenomen, organizatia de copiii pre-pionieri lansata in perioada tirzie de nebunie ceausista a fost de la inceput o mascarada si a ramas un simbol al absurdului politizarii vietii sociale din perioada comunista. Din pacate, imaginea din blog nu este a unor soimi, ci a unor pionieri. Uniformele soimilor erau, ati ghicit, rosu (cravata), un galben oranj (bluzita), si albastru (pantalonii scurti sau fustita). In felul asta, desi fortati sa reprezinte in modul cel mai cras patria, trupele de soimi erau cel putin mai colorati, mai vibranti, mai voiosi cind apareau pe strada decit alte uniforme care defilau zilnic prin diferite locuri publice. Eu nu am prins personal perioada de soim, dar tin minte foarte bine petele de culoare vie pe care o aduceau ei printre noi. Mai putin placut pentru cei micuti imbracati in aceste uniforme, cit si pentru mamicile lor era faptul ca aceste uniforme erau facute din poliester prost. Ceea ce insemna doua lucruri. Pentru bietii copii, frig iarna (daca nu puneau tot felul de alte imbracaminti pe sub uniforma) si insuportabil de cald vara. Iar pentru mamici (sau bunici, nu cred ca prea multi tatici si bunici participau la aceasta activitate), asta insemna ca uniformele se patau usor (iar la copiii de virsta aceea, pete zilnice erau cam garantate), ca petele erau dificil de scos, si ca 'privilegiul' sau, ma rog, datoria patriotica de a iti imbraca pruncul in tricolorul patriei mume te obliga aproape zilnic (cine avea bani sa cumpere doua uniforme?) sa speli, usuci, si calci in conditiile cele mai proaste de acces la electricitate si caldura din lagarul comunist in perioada anilor '80 (poate cu exceptia Albaniei).
Cit despre 'comitetul central,' referinta este una mai simpla tot la trecutul recent comunist, desi mai usor traductibila in alte registre ideologice. In cazul nostru, este or referinta auto-ironica, si ne-am bucura enorm sa fim deturnati de la centralizare printr-o infuzie de entuziasm si participare in masa la sezatorile pe care le-am propus. Dar cineva trebuie sa aprinda lumina, sa pregateasca placintele, sa aduca vinul si palinca. Deocamdata aceia suntem noi.
Va invitam cu mult drag sa veniti la intilnirile propuse si sa propuneti si voi alte evenimente.
Doinita (de la Bucuresti)
PS--if you are waiting for translations of my Romanian language posts, they are not forthcoming. Romania profunda pentru mine este intotdeauna pe romaneste.
I took out the image with "pioneri" and replace it with one with "soimi." Thanks for the correction.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very clear introduction to the title of this blog, and I thank you for that. People need to know what we reference when we use these terms.
I enjoyed reading about being a "soim." I was one. Because of the time (the end of Ceausescu's regime), I have dark memories about cold, poverty and living badly. My attempt to call myself a "soim" is a way of working through some of those painful memories.
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ReplyDeleteAlso, feel free to change the image in the background whenever you like. I feel a bit unhappy with it.
ReplyDeleteI find the picture a perfect embodiment of the disjuncture I was referencing above between the colorful presence of the soimi, and the reality of being one. the kids are all dressed in outfits patched together to keep them warm under the uniforms, which results in their looking not uniform. Pain, irony, and self-irony are all part of that legacy.
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