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Roma Redux

As I stepped out of a taxi near a collection of metal shipping containers in Makis, a village outside of Belgrade, Serbia, the people living in the containers eyed me suspiciously. When I set my camera case on the ground and start assembling my camera equipment, a few of the women started shouting, Bezi! Bezi! — “Go away!”

I just knew it was gonna be one of those days.

The folks in the containers were Roma, also known in many parts as Gypsies. They are Europe’s largest minority, and they have many good historical reasons to distrust outsiders. Voyeuristic photographers are thus chased away, violently if need be. But then Jovana Savic, a Church World Service staff member who had accompanied me, found a woman we’d arranged to meet. She was from a local Roma school and knew many of the families. When I went and stood by her, people quit yelling at me, but they nonetheless kept giving me the evil eye. Then one of the women remembered me from when I had visited their urban squatter settlement one cold and snowy day seven months earlier. Then another remembered me. Their rejection began to turn to welcome.

Then I pulled the pièce de résistance out of my bag: some prints of several images I had captured during that earlier visit. In that instant I went from an unwelcome gadje to an old friend, and some of the women who’d been yelling at me to leave began dragging me to their containers to show me their new home and have me photograph them anew.

I just knew it was gonna be one of those days.

Roma children play football amid shipping containers that have been converted into houses in Makis, a village outside of Belgrade, Serbia. These Roma families were evicted from an urban squatter settlement in 2012 to make way for construction of new apartments and office buildings. The shipping containers they now call home, which were provided at no cost by local authorities, are far from the city center. (Paul Jeffrey)

Roma girls who live in a shipping container that has been converted into a house in Makis, a village outside of Belgrade, Serbia. These Roma families were evicted from an urban squatter settlement in 2012 to make way for construction of new apartments and office buildings. The shipping containers they now call home, which were provided at no cost by local authorities, are far from the city center. (Paul Jeffrey)

A Roma woman holds her baby inside a shipping container that has been converted into a house in Makis, a village outside of Belgrade, Serbia. These Roma families were evicted from an urban squatter settlement in 2012 to make way for construction of new apartments and office buildings. The shipping containers they now call home, which were provided at no cost by local authorities, are far from the city center. (Paul Jeffrey)

Roma girls who live in shipping containers that have been converted into houses in Makis, a village outside of Belgrade, Serbia. These Roma families were evicted from an urban squatter settlement in 2012 to make way for construction of new apartments and office buildings. The shipping containers they now call home, which were provided at no cost by local authorities, are far from the city center. (Paul Jeffrey)

Soon I was sitting drinking coffee inside one of the containers, talking with a family I’d interviewed at length in their old settlement. They took the photographic print I gave them and stuck it to the wall of their “living room” with a magnet. The man of the “house” was Milan Pesic. I’d met him in their prior home, and photographed him as he practiced with the horn he played in a Roma band. The photo of his son Boban was one that I’d printed. Here’s the first image from their old place, then Boban holding the photo in the Containerville, then Milan and his wife Gordana in their new container.

THIS PHOTO IS AVAILABLE AS A PRINT OR FOR PERSONAL USE. CLICK ON "ADD TO CART" TO SEE PRICING OPTIONS.   Milan Pesic gets help from one of his children as he practices his french horn inside his home in a Roma settlement in Belgrade, Serbia. He plays in a Roma band. The families that live here, many of whom survive from recycling cardboard and other materials, are under constant threat of eviction in order to make way for new high-rise office buildings. (Paul Jeffrey)

Three-year old Boban Pesic holds a photo of himself in his old home in an urban squatter settlement in Belgrade, Serbia. He and his family were evicted from there in 2012, and now they live in a shipping container in Makis, a village outside the capital. Their eviction made way for construction of new apartments and office buildings. (Paul Jeffrey)

Milan Pesic and his wife Gordana pose inside the shipping container that has been converted into their home in Makis, a village outside of Belgrade, Serbia. They and dozens of other Roma families were evicted from Bellville, an urban squatter settlement, in 2012 to make way for construction of new apartments and office buildings. The shipping containers they now call home, which were provided at no cost by local authorities, are far from the city center. (Paul Jeffrey)

Milan Pesic and his wife Gordana share a kiss as they pose inside the shipping container that has been converted into their home in Makis, a village outside of Belgrade, Serbia. They and dozens of other Roma families were evicted from Bellville, an urban squatter settlement, in 2012 to make way for construction of new apartments and office buildings. The shipping containers they now call home, which were provided at no cost by local authorities, are far from the city center. (Paul Jeffrey)

I wove the story of Milan and his family into one of four articles I wrote for the May issue of response, the magazine of United Methodist Women, many of whom are studying the Roma this summer in a several-day study program dubbed “Mission U.” I wrote separate stories about the Roma in Serbia, Macedonia and Bulgaria. The June issue of the magazine will carry a piece I wrote on Roma immigrants in Berlin.

The Serbia visit also included a return visit to a Roma preschool in Smederevo. The school is one of several education projects for Roma supported by Church World Service, one of which is a classroom in one of the metal containers in Makis. In Smederevo I worked on a short video for CWS (here’s a director’s cut; geez, this video stuff is hard) and again photographed in the school they support.

Sladjana Nedeljkovic, a Roma teacher at the Nasa Radost preschool in Smederevo, Serbia, leads children in singing. The children are all Roma, and most are from families who came to the area as refugees from Kosovo. The school's work is supported by Church World Service. (Paul Jeffrey)

Roma children playing in the Nasa Radost preschool in Smederevo, Serbia. (Paul Jeffrey)

Roma girls laughing in the Nasa Radost preschool in Smederevo, Serbia. (Paul Jeffrey)

During several weeks of researching these articles in two separate trips last year, I often found myself in the grasp of Roma hospitality. For a people so leery of outsiders, like the poor anywhere they can also offer a profound gift of hospitality, and for that I’m thankful. Without their collaboration, there was nothing for me to write. I might as well have stayed home and done my research in Wikipedia. Instead, I traveled to Serbia, where in February last year I met people in the Roma squatter community in Belvil, a suburb of Belgrade, where Milan’s family lived. I wrote a lengthy blog post about that visit.

Skurta Hodici, 17, cleans up around her home in the wake of a severe winter storm in February 2012. She lived in an illegal Roma settlement in Belgrade, Serbia. The families that lived here, most of whom survive from recycling cardboard and other materials, were forcibly evicted in April 2012. Many including Hodici were moved into metal shipping containers on the edge of Belgrade. (Paul Jeffrey)

Nevrigda Zitkova and her husband Arden Dasi, with two of their children, lived under a bridge in a Roma settlement in Belgrade, Serbia, when this photo was taken in February 2012. They are refugees from Kosovo. The families that lived here, most of whom survive from recycling cardboard and other materials, were forcibly evicted in April 2012. Many were moved into metal shipping containers on the edge of Belgrade.. (Paul Jeffrey)

A Roma girl looks through the dirty window of her simple home, located under a bridge in Belgrade, Serbia.  The families that lived here, most of whom survive from recycling cardboard and other materials, were forcibly evicted in April 2012. Many, including this girl, were moved into metal shipping containers on the edge of Belgrade. (Paul Jeffrey)

In April 2012, within days of writing that post, the thousand or so people living in Belvil were forcibly evicted, allegedly because their settlement was an “eyesore” and in the way of “progress.” About half of the residents, mostly those with ID documents with Belgrade addresses, were resettled in the metal shipping containers outside the city, and they were warned that they could not continue recycling, their most common income-generating activity. The city moved the Roma out of sight, but didn’t allow them a means to sustain themselves.

Most of the remaining Belvil residents were sent to their villages of origin, principally in the south of Serbia. I interviewed Mirjana Memetovic for the response article. She was sent with her three daughters to the south, but she had no reason to stay there. So she worked in the fields for two weeks in order to buy bus tickets for her and the girls back to Belgrade. I found her living in a new informal squatter settlement in the Belgrade suburb of Palilula, along with several other Roma, including Vita Stankovic and Sofija Arbanac and their two daughters, the family which I wrote about at the beginning of my earlier blog post about Serbia’s Roma. They’d been initially relocated in one of the metal containers, but had been expelled because Vita allegedly had a habit of getting in fights with his neighbors. Life for the Palilula Roma was pretty rough, their makeshift dwellings surrounded by the inevitable but unsightly detritus of artisan recycling. Sofija told me she survives by scavenging for bread in dumpsters, then cleaning off the mold and reselling it. Mirjana, pictured here with two of her daughters, earns some money from recycling while also begging at a nearby McDonalds. She was friendly and witty, but it’s literally impossible for illiterate Roma women to get jobs in the formal economy. We talked at length about the hopes she has for her daughters.

Mirjava Memetovic holds her daughters Kristina (left) and Laura, in front of their makeshift home in Palilula, a neighborhood of Belgrade, Serbia. They are Roma, also known as Gypsies, and were expelled in 2012 from the center of Belgrade to make way for new apartments and office buildings. Because Memetovic had no identity documents, she was sent with her daughters to her native village in the south of the country, but soon returned as she had no way to survive there. She and her daughters beg for money at a fast food restaurant near their squatter settlement. (Paul Jeffrey)

As throughout Europe, anti-Roma violence is on the rise in Serbia today. Within a few days of their eviction from Belvil, several Roma in another container settlement were attacked by a group of 15 to 20 masked men who shouted racist slogans, including “Serbia for Serbs” and “Roma out of Serbia.” They drew a swastika on one of the metal containers where the Roma were living, a cruel reminder of the several hundred thousand Roma who were killed by the Nazis and their allies between 1933 and 1945. (Last October the Germans finally dedicated a monument in Berlin to the murdered Roma. That dedication came almost seven decades after the end of World War II and years after the dedication of memorials to Jews and homosexuals murdered by the Nazis.)

Following my return visit to Serbia last September, I headed to Macedonia. I had tried to communicate via email ahead of time with a woman activist in Suto Orizari, a suburb of Skopje that forms the largest Roma settlement in Europe. She’d been recommended to me by Jon Lee Roberts, a gifted young photographer who had spent several weeks in the community, but she hadn’t answered my emails, so I was planning on trying to find her once I arrived. But first I spent a couple of days with Lazo Tancev, a United Methodist pastor who graciously introduced me to some Methodists in Suto Orizari, including Sadedin Husein, a 63-year old man who earns a living scavenging for plastic bottles in garbage dumpsters around Skopje. I interviewed him and photographed him at work for the response piece on Macedonia.

Sadedin Husein, 63, is a Roma man who lives in the mostly Roma town of Suto Orizari, Macedonia, but spends his days at work collecting plastic bottles in the streets of Skopje, which he sells to recyclers.  Here he pulls a bottle out of a garbage dumpster. (Paul Jeffrey)

Sadedin Husein, 63, is a Roma man who lives in the mostly Roma town of Suto Orizari, Macedonia, but spends his days at work collecting plastic bottles in the streets of Skopje, which he sells to recyclers. Here he walks along a Skopje street with his bag full of plastic bottles. (Paul Jeffrey)

While accompanying Sadedin in his morning tour of Skopje’s dumpsters, we encountered a woman standing at a bus stop who inquired of Sadedin if I was bothering him, and if I had his permission to be taking his photo. (Lazo was translating this for me.) I was a little put off by the nosy woman, and introduced myself, and she said, “Oh, we’ve been waiting for you.” It was Ljatife Sikovska, the woman I’d been trying to contact. Email wasn’t her strong suit, as I discovered, but she turned out to be a fascinating guide into Roma life. I arranged to meet her the next day, and then spent a day and a half with her, most of that time walking around Suto Orizari, visiting other Roma in their homes. Ljatife’s work as a Roma advocate–she directs a Roma women’s organization called Ambrela–often involves helping people get birth certificates and other identification documents. Without those papers, they might as well not exist, and their children can’t get into school or get medical care. There’s a lengthy interview with Ljatife in the response article, as well as insight from a variety of other people she and Lazo introduced me to in Suto Orizari, especially some young people who talked about the challenges of changing how the Roma see themselves and are seen by others. It was their hospitality and help that literally opened doors for me into the homes and lives of Macedonia’s Roma community.

Ljatife Sikovska (second from left) is director of Ambrela, a grassroots Roma women's organization in Suto Orizari, the Macedonian municipality that is Europe's largest Roma settlement. Here she talks with a family in their home in Suto Orizari about their lack of sufficient legal documents, a common headache for Roma in Macedonia. (Paul Jeffrey)

Participants dance in the street during a wedding in Suto Orizari, Macedonia. The mostly Roma community, located just outside Skopje, is considered Europe's largest Roma settlement. . (Paul Jeffrey)

Children play on a street in Suto Orizari, Macedonia. The mostly Roma community, located just outside Skopje, is Europe's largest Roma settlement. . (Paul Jeffrey)

A day of riding buses through the mountains got me to Ruse, a city along the Danube river in northern Bulgaria, where the United Methodist superintendent for Bulgaria and Romania welcomed me into his home. Daniel Topalski then spent three days driving me around Bulgaria, visiting Roma communities in a variety of settings. We also spent several nights talking shop late into the night, with Daniel painstakingly explaining to me the similarities and differences between Orthodox theology and Wesleyan thinking. Unfortunately, I drank so much beer that the next day I couldn’t remember any of it.

Bulgaria is a fascinating place to look at Roma assimilation today. It was the dream of the Communists to abolish racial differences in favor of a classless society. And just about every Roma I interviewed in the Balkans looked back fondly at Communist rule, remembering how they’d had employment and their kids had to go to school. Yet the Communists had also ordered the “Great Halt” that put an end to the wandering Gypsy caravans and forced the travelers to settle down, an experiment of social engineering with disastrous consequences. And in trying to manufacture racial anonymity, the Communists changed many Roma names to remove evidence of ethnicity. Yet the Roma had already launched their own efforts at “self-misrepresentation” (to use the phrase of Isabel Fonseca in her wonderful book Bury me standing: The Gypsies and their journey), denying that they were Roma and instead calling themselves “Turkish-speaking Bulgarians” and a variety of other terms. Most of the places Daniel took me were laboratories of that identity crisis, but with mixed results. In Staro Oriahovo, where I met with several people in the local Methodist church, the pastor slipped, at one point admitting that residents of the “Romanian-speaking minority” community were in reality Gypsies. “No we’re not!” shouted the congregation.

Pepa Adre, 25, sweeps the ground around her home in a largely Roma, Turkish-speaking neighborhood of Dobrich, in the northeast of Bulgaria. (Paul Jeffrey)

Feride Ramadan Mehmed (left) and her husband Mehmed hold their children Birdzhan, 1, and Erdzhan, 3, in their house in the Maxsuda neighborhood of Varna, Bulgaria. They are Turkish-speaking Roma, and were violently driven out of one neighborhood by racist gangs. They took refuge in a United Methodist Church for a year before finding this small house to rent. (Paul Jeffrey)

A man heads a soccer ball while playing football in the street in the largely Roma neighborhood of Gorno Ezerovo, part of the Bulgarian city of Burgas. Residents here don't self-identify much as Roma, because of the negative connotations associated with the word, so many refer to themselves as a Turkish-speaking minority. (Paul Jeffrey)

In Varna, I was told by Demir Sandev, a 57-year old Turkish-speaking Roma man who recycles scrap for a living, that pretending to be someone else does little good. “Sometimes people claim they are Bulgarians simply because that’s the country where they live. But it’s obvious, you can see that some people are Roma. I prefer to say openly that I am Roma, because they’re going to beat me anyway,” Demir, a United Methodist, told me.

Demir Sandev is a Turkish-speaking Roma man who recycles scrap for a living, and here he pushes the cart he uses for his work through the Maxsuda neighborhood of Varna, Bulgaria. (Paul Jeffrey)

I’m thankful to the Roma of Bulgaria, whatever they choose to call themselves, for opening their lives and homes to me. Without their assistance, I couldn’t have come close to beginning to understand anything about their complicated lives, history and communities. Without their assistance, I would have been one more gadje standing outside looking in, and the perspective of viewing a poor community from the outside is markedly different from seeing it from the inside. Looking at the Roma from afar often affords a view that gets hung up on the trappings of poverty–the garbage and falling-down shacks–while listening to the Roma inside those communities one hears a narrative of survival and strength. In one town in Bulgaria the Roma in the Methodist church were organizing to stop the trafficking of young Roma girls to western Europe. In another the church had started a feeding program for the hungry children in their midst, utilizing their own meager resources to buy and prepare food. It was a similar resolve I found among youth in Macedonia’s Suto Orizari, determined that they could overcome all the cultural obstacles that lay between them and their future. Or the quiet courage of families in Serbia, who expelled from one place are struggling to raise their children in another, providing love in the middle of a society that has relegated them, in the best of cases, to a metal box on the outskirts of the city.

Two Roma men meet with a traditional greeting on the street in the Zemun Polje neighborhood of Belgrade, Serbia. (Paul Jeffrey)

 

Added note: Here’s a link to an eight-minute video of me photographing Roma folks in Belgrade: http://www.kairosphotos.com/blog/f8-belgrade/

15 Responses to Roma Redux

  1. I always enjoy your photos; the joy, humanity…and pathos. Thank you.

    Tech question: what do you use to print your photos in the field?

    • Paul Jeffrey says:

      Thanks, David. I don’t print in the field. The prints I took back were from a visit several months earlier. I had the images printed back in the US and carried them with me. I try to do that whenever I’m returning somewhere. Unfortunately, I don’t often have the luxury of returning to a particular place. When I can, and can take some prints along, it’s wonderful.

  2. Jennifer Burns says:

    Thank you for the work you are doing to share pictures and information about the Roma. I live in the US and am part Roma. Most people don’t even know what that means (I have to say Gypsy and all they have are vague misconceptions). Most Americans know nothing about how the Roma are treated in Europe.

    • alice schrade says:

      Americans don’t understand or know about the Roma because we don’t travel to experience other cultures, or when we do we stay at 5 star hotels and never see the ‘other’ side. Sometimes it’s very painful to see how the rest of us live, but we need to if we are ever going to be compassionate as we should be to each other.

  3. Ileana says:

    What an amazing story! How beautiful the pictures. I was touched by the quality of love among them and how well they express it toward each other. Thanks so much for sharing this treasure with us.

  4. Amy Zent says:

    Thank you so much for sharing your insight on the Romas. Although I have friends who worked with them as part of their Peace Corps assignment, this gave me so much more insight.

  5. Carrie Garrett says:

    Paul,

    What a wonderful story, I read every word here and in Response magazine. I plan to take the study at Mission u this July. Blessings to you and thank you for your work.

  6. Donna Johnson says:

    Thanks for opening our eyes as you share the Roma story through words and photos in print as well as the Internet.

  7. Gwen Gibson says:

    I continue to be grateful for your stories through pictures. Your work always touches my heart and allows me to reflect on issues that you present. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

  8. Stacy says:

    You are an inspiration, Paul. I love your photos and always enjoy reading your blog posts. God bless you as you continue your ministry through the lens!

  9. Tupouseini says:

    Thank you so very much. I, for one, appreciate all that you do.

  10. Tish Herries says:

    As someone who will be teaching the Roma study this year, and as I prepare to attend training, your work is invaluable in helping me to better envision and understand these people and this topic. Blessings upon you and all of us as we endeavor to be the hands and feet, and eyes and ears of Christ on this earth.

  11. Judy Raines says:

    I love the photos. I am doing a display for Mission u where we will be studying The Roma. Is it possible to print and use the photos for the display?

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