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Through the eyes of the RomaI stood at the front of the classroom with 15 Roma faces staring at me. "
What’s your favourite sport?"
I asked, tossing out the question as a casual ice-breaker. Predictably, the answer was "
soccer"
.
"
It seems that every Bulgarian’s favourite sport is soccer,"
I innocently remarked, not realising my mistake. A young boy in the back row responded bitterly in broken English, "
We’re not Bulgarians. We’re gypsies. Filthy, useless gypsies."
I did not know what to say.
Having spent all 17 years of my life in Bulgaria, I am not a stranger to racial issues. I have travelled all over the country and have seen how the Roma are oppressed and forced to live off the very trash that society thinks they are. Every day they endure a continuous and pervasive discrimination that debases their humanity and strips them of their personal value.
A few weeks before my senior year began, I contacted my friend Katie, a Peace Corps Volunteer in Samokov. Together we hatched the idea of beginning a photography club at the Roma school where she works. Considering that the illiteracy rate of Bulgaria’s Roma exceeds 60 per cent and is significantly higher in Samokov, taking photos offered the students a unique opportunity to communicate something about themselves. Using a camera as their pen, the capture of a meaningful shot could be as eloquent as reading a well-written essay.
For a final project, we equipped each student with a disposable camera. Their assignment was to capture nine scenes that made them smile, that made them sad, and that they found to be beautiful. With these pictures, the Roma students could simply, yet effectively, express themselves and their world. I also wanted them to be able to hold something in their hands that they had created;
to see little pieces of beauty and happiness in their lives and, ultimately, to be reminded of their own value.
Notebook open and pen in hand, I sat in the classroom ready to interview my first student. The pictures were spread across a nearby table-top crowded by eager faces. Since I developed them a few days earlier, I had already had the pleasure of leisurely looking through the stack of more than 100 photographs. The first one that caught my attention was a pig. "
Her name is Maia,"
Andre told me. "
She belongs to me and I love her and care for her."
Andre took this picture to describe what makes him happy. Alongside his pig, his mother and father were the most precious things in the world to him. "
My mom Katia works at home. My dad, Ivailo, works in construction."
Andre’s father loves him and intentionally makes time to play with him and do things together. Andre says that when he grows up, he wants to be like his dad.
He was not the only one to take pictures of loved ones. Zdravka, Ellie and Zhivka expressed their value of friendship through their photos as well. "
We are the best of friends,"
Ellie explained. "
We hang out all the time, outside, at each other’s homes;
it doesn’t matter where – the important part is that we are together."
Zdravka said, "
the most important thing is friends. With them you can share stuff and be together."
But Zdravka’s relationships were not limited to her girlfriends. "
I love my brother, Stoyan, who is three years old. I fight a lot with my sister, but Stoyan and I get along very well. I also love my boyfriend, Yanko, and I hope we’ll be together forever."
Statistics show that Roma dropout rates are excessively high. Marriage is one of many reasons that Roma fail to complete their primary education. Asked about their futures, the girls all responded differently. "
I want to be a praise leader at church,"
Ellie said with a smile on her face. Her friend Zhivka dreams of becoming a pop singer and Zdrvaka simply said that she does not know.
Another student chose as his favourite picture a depressing scene that he passed by every day. His snapshot depicted a busy part of the mahala, dotted with puddles and layered in mud. "
I have to walk by it every day,"
Mitko sighed. "
With all the dirt and puddles it is impossible not to get dirty."
Mitko, along with many other Roma, is forced to face the same oppressive sights every day, not only in the physical environment in which he lives but also in terms of the grim hopes he has for the future. Yet, even in the midst of such bleakness and adversity, Mitko is able to look up and see beauty. "
I like the clouds because of the big shapes they form in the sky and how pretty they are."
All of these pictures, and many more, provided little windows into the lives of Roma youth. I enjoyed looking at every one of them and I noticed that these Roma "
windows"
reveal people that are just like everybody else. They value family and relationships. They notice and appreciate beauty.
John Howard Griffin, the author of Black Like Me, summarised the effects of racism: "
No one, not even a saint, can live without a sense of personal value. The white racist has masterfully defrauded the Negro of this sense. It is the least obvious but most heinous of all race crimes, for it kills the spirit and the will to live."
Though he was talking about the suffering of black people in America, the Roma are in a similar situation here. When a person loses their sense of intrinsic value, they stop feeling like a person. Even though the Roma’s sense of value is constantly undermined, they, like everyone else, strive to succeed. They rarely have that opportunity. They want to be heard but often do not have the chance;
they want to express themselves but no one will listen.
I did my project with the purpose of reminding the young Roma students that they are valuable. They have a family, a life and a voice like everyone else. The thing I love about is that it is a medium of communication that is universally understood. A person can express themselves in a simple, yet captivating way, through photos. The Roma hands that snapped these photographs penned a story of hope for a future that knows no shame or despair. May the words that they write be heartfelt shouts of hope and dignity.