I am not too sure (as a matter of fact, I am not sure at all!) if this entry has anything to do with being Black in Poland. But it is Christmas and I feel compelled to write about it.
As far as I can see, Christmas here resembles the States in many ways: lots of rushing around with lots of fuss to get everything that is "needed". The malls are overcrowded and so are the supermarkets. Everyone seems to be in a hurry to go and be somewhere. As the days go by, I know it will come to a halt //// then I will say "OK ... what now?"
I am so American when it comes to Christmas. I feel a lost to the real meaning of it. I shop, I cook, I wish Merry Christmas (or "Happy Holidays" to my non-religious but trapped friends) to most people. Then I sit and wonder why I feel depressed or wondering what is so wrong with all of this.
I have to change my attitude. Being "different" here makes me realize just how "the same" we all are. At this time of year, I now feel the similarity of us all. We all want to be a part ... to be loved ... to give love ... to be happy, joyous and free.
Merry Christmas all ... even if you don't believe .... Merry Christmas!
hello, Im Marta from Poland, but from Trójmiasto, it's on the North. When Im reading your blog I begin to be a little scared and sad. People from around the world are always telling me they like Poland. But I know it is no so colourful. I wish Poland could be more open and tollerant. But it's not. Well... I hope someday you will feel like in the U.S and just say 'damn, it's not so bad' haha ;) My dream is to go to U.S and know your culture! Take care!
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