Author Archives: Alexis Madara

Passing a Graveyard

My informant brought up a story as we passed a graveyard. “My first boyfriend was Indian Muslim, my mom loved that (said sarcastically), he came to the U.S. when he was twelve…anyway one thing he would do was whenever we were passing by a muslim graveyard in his car, he’d turn the music all the way off so as not to disturb the dead and to show them respect or something.” This practice shows a linking of the souls of the dead to their bodies in the graveyard, not only linking their souls to earth but also creating a connection between spiritual and physical.

Who’s a gypsy?

My informant’s family is Bulgarian and she was telling me about when she went to Turkey, “Dude, when I was in Istanbul everyone in my family would ask how it was…then they would ask if it was true that all the people there are gypsies” She laughs loudly. I respond, “That sounds like Madame Collet (a french teacher in our high school) talking about you in class.What exactly happened with that?” She yells, “I know! I can’t believe she said that! What an ass. She called me a gypsy in front of the entire class, like what the fuck! And I was like, I’m not a gypsy. She said, ‘you’re Bulgarian all Bulgarians are gypsies’ (She quoted in a fake French accent). Girl, I was bout to lose it! I just gave her a look and was like that…is…not…true…that made me so mad, it was embarrassing. How you gonna call someone a gypsy like that?!”

There is a very great stigma towards gypsies in European cultures, so both these stories would be considered rude or embarrassing towards the cultures they are accusing of consisting entirely of gypsies. This is probably the result of conflict within the different cultures that leads them to accusing each other of being something that is considered a social stigma. Bulgarians and Turks have a history full of conflict, where they often hold each other in a negative light. My informant also went on to say that based on some of her experiences, she doesn’t think that French people like Bulgarians very much.

Sorority Initiation

My informant told me the story of an initiation into her sorority. “Okay, sooo, it was like eight o’clock at night and we were told we had to be at the sorority and I get to the sorority, everything is blacked out. We can’t see in the house, all the windows are blacked out with like bags or sheets or something, so you can’t see in at all. And we were told to wear white, so all the new members of the sorority who are in my pledge class are all wearing just white. So we get to the door and we’re told to wait so we all wait like ten minutes, and then um, the president of our sorority comes out, she’s wearing a white tunic that’s floor length, we can’t see any of her face but we know it’s her. She leads us upstairs and she takes us to this waiting area and in the waiting area there are no lights, they collect our cell phones, wallets and keys. Then they told us to wait, so we wait like two hours. We’re  not allowed to talk. Soo, we’re all just sitting there in the pitch black, dead silent, then two more people come in in robes shrouding their faces, and they call the first six girls alphabetically in my pledge class. So they lead us downstairs, and , this is kinda weird, there are glow sticks lighting the way. and there are like girls lying on the floor, and they look like dead and there are strobe lights flashing on them. It’s like really scary though. Then we’re lead into the dining room and there are chairs and all the other active members are sitting in the chairs in robes. and their are like candles lighting up the side and that’s all the light, except there’s a a thing in the front, there’s like a podium, all white, and there’s like an arch with sheets and stuff, and it’s very pretty and there are flowers with candles lighting it up. Our sister president is standing there with a candle and a bible and next to the bible there is, like, a “hook up” code for our sorority. So the person who’s going to be initiated as our big sis leads us up to the podium and everybody is singing our song. And then as soon as they start, like, saying our name they tell us that we’re now initiated members of the sorority and we are lead to something called the playroom, where we are then forced to sleep on the floor the whole night. locked in a room with all of our sisters and then every hour we come get woken up for something. And maybe three a.m. they wake us up and all the girls are covered in blood and we’re all really exhausted because we’ve been initiated all day.  And the girls are, like, covered in animal blood, pounding on the window, wearing masks and like we thought they were all asleep, and it was really scary. Then an hour  later we heard screaming upstairs and it sounded like someone was being beaten up, but we couldn’t leave, cause if we leave then we were like breaking our pact… and yeah, they do that initiation every year, every parents weekend”

This seems to be a ritual process that bring the girls out of the liminal state between membership in the sorority. The idea of wearing white shows a sign of purity possibly, and makes a type of connection to marrying the sorority which also comes in at the initiation ceremony, where all of the girls walk down the aisle to the podium. The idea of crossing “death” in the room that everyone is pretending to be dead in before they get to the wedding-like ceremony, is also interesting and could be some type of symbol for dying and then being reborn as a part of the sorority. Not being able to see the active sisters’ faces before they are initiated adds to an idea of separation and intangibility, as well as just being creepy. The bible and “hook-up” codes being placed next to each other is an interesting juxtaposition, which gives the hook up codes the same authority, or “holiness” as the bible. After this ceremony they spend the night, which also recalls a wedding ceremony in a way because after the wedding the couple then spends there first night together being married, and traditionally the women loses her virginity that night; which, makes a connection to the active sisters covering themselves with animal blood, like when bloody sheets were set on display the morning after the wedding night. The scaring of the girls also proves the girls commitment to the sorority by staying in the room and not getting out of the situation. And the girls staying downstairs and not leaving the situation shows that they are committed and that they obey the rules. Not leaving the room even to see if your sorority sister is alright because she sounds like she is being beat also shows that the girl can follow rules, and will follow rules even when allowing another sister’s safety to be put at risk.

Surmi

My informant discussed her families dinner for New Year’s Eve with me, she is from Bulgaria, “Every year I ferment cabbage leaves outside on our porch for a while before New Years, it’s like, ummmm…sauerkraut! Only it’s not shredded up, it’s whole leaves. I make small balls of beef with, ummm, you know these really good spices. Then I wrap the leaves around the beef, it is called surmi. In Bulgaria this is good luck to eat on New Year’s Eve, and it represents keeping the luck within the house. It can’t be made with any meat with birds, you can’t eat chicken or anything on New Year’s, you know, because then your luck will fly away from you…Don’t eat birds on new years, okay Lexi.”

There is obviously a great deal of symbolism involved in the idea of the bird causing luck, or prosperity to fly away and leave the household. In many different European cultures cabbage is eaten as a symbol of good luck or prosperity.

Pink at Night Sailors Delight

My informant, looking at the sky in the evening said, “Pink in the night, sailor’s delight. Pink in the morning, sailor’s warning.” At the time she said this the sky was pink. She finished, “It’s going to be a nice day tomorrow.” She heard this proverb from her father, who was in the navy. To her it means that the the weather will be nice the next day if the sky is red at night and if the sky is red in the morning the weather will be bad that day.

Annontation:

A phrase similar to this idea is in the bible in Mathew XVI: 2-3, Jesus says “When in evening, ye say, it will be fair weather: For the sky is red. And in the morning, it will be foul weather today; for the sky is red and lowering.”