Sunday, April 20, 2014

Queen of the Gypsies

Day 5 in the hospital and infections clearing from the CSF in her brain but growing from cultures in her abdomen - too many to list - so, I need to think about the magical Zelda. Last summer, we were in the RER to go to the southern edge of Paris where I had been teaching all summer. Evan had arrived the day before, so he and the twins were accompanying me to meet my students on their last day. The RER was empty, except for two Gypsy women - 2 Romas - who were sitting across from us. The French tend to be very wary of the Romas because of the stigma of pick pocketing and stealing from people on the street and especially on public transportation. Maybe it's my Magyar roots, but I am always intrigued and sympathetic as well as cautious and alert. As Evan ignored them and Creed snoozed, I smiled gently and Zelda stood up. She approached the amazing woman who was very thin with deep lines in her face and gold teeth. The other woman - plump and wrapped in scarves - eyed us suspiciously. The thin woman asked me in French about Zelda's cane. We talked about her blindness and as we did, Zelda started to touch the woman and feel her clothing and her arms. She told her Bonjour. The woman asked me if Zelda could take off her sunglasses so that she could see her eyes. I said yes, but that Zelda doesn't open her eyes often. The thin woman took Zelda's face in her hands and stared at her. Our stop arrived abruptly and as we got ready to descend onto the platform, the Roma woman whispered something to Zelda and said to me with a smile... "Madame, votre fille ... elle est magique."

4 comments:

Nanette said...

i just got goosebumps and teary eyes. Magic Zelda indeed. Her magic will shine her through this tough time

denise does said...

yes! splendid. magic and life intertwine

Deborah Carroll said...

awesome
thanks

Anonymous said...

i, too, have a blind daughter, Kaisa. from the time she was old enough to toddle, she would tell people things about themselves, truly magical. i am glad for the gifts given, and for the temporary keepers of these beautiful children, who are open enough to let them be themselves, despite societal ideals and norms. my daughter is magic, as is Zelda, and these are the minds and lives that will shape the world. blessings to you and yours.