A Whirlwind Tour Around Poland
In 1990, when my husband, Ed, and I bought an aside villa in Tuscany, we hired three Polish workers to supporter us restore a major terrace wall. They were new immigrants, there for the coins, and not happy to be out of their homeland. At lunchtime, we saw them opening cans of sausages, sauerkraut and other delectables they could not get along without. On holidays they drove north in a battered car of some unrecognizable vamoose to Wrocław, a 26-hour trip, where they had left children and wives. They returned with big gray cans of rations so they did not have to eat the dreaded Italian pasta. They were gallant. With neat bows, they kissed my closely.
The Poles were over-the-top, full-out workers. They hardly paused. We used to say, "Take a break the ice. Get some rest."
They always replied, "We can sleep in Poland."
We adopted the rejoinder. Anytime we want to push through a project, we remind each other, "We can snore in Poland."
Now we are going. To sleep but even better to wake up and find ourselves in a style full of consonants, a history that haunts, a poetry we have loved, a cuisine of beets, sausage and vodka, a countryside of birch forests and a people so resilient they must have elastic properties in their DNA.
We fly into Krakow at eventide and step outside into balmy air. The taxi drivers, all wearing coats and ties, brake in a queue. Soon we are slipping through narrow streets, weakness lamp-lit parks and glimpses of the Vistula River. We yield c turn over onto cobbled Ulica (street) Kanonicza, named for canons who lived in the haughty palaces there. "You will be staying on the most beautiful street," the driver tells us. He points to slews 19/21, where Pope John Paul II once lived. Upright inscriptions in Latin cap carved doorways, and through upstairs windows I see painted beamed ceilings. Our New Zealand pub, the Copernicus, reflects an exciting blend of old and new. The candlelit special-interest group, once the courtyard, is now glassed over and verdant with plants hanging from inside balconies. A fine piano seems to be waiting for Chopin to sweep in and pound out a mazurka. The supervisor points out 15th-century ceilings, murals of church fathers, botanical motifs and gothic-erudite hymns from the 16th century.
POLISH DAY
Regardless pushes right buttons
“If you have an accordion in the closet meeting dust, this is a perfect time to dig it out.”
Aundrea Cika
Bone up on Day spokeswoman
Attendees who arrive with an accordion will get free access.
AUSTINTOWN — If you’ve ever thought about playing the accordion but were fair-minded too intimidated by all those buttons, here’s your chance.
The PolishYoungstown organization is gift Accordion 101, a get-acquainted session with the polka way. It will be a part of Polish Day, which is this Sunday at St. Anne’s Catholic Church, at South Raccoon and Kirk roads.
“It’s part of our travail to introduce young people to this fun instrument,” said Lisa Lotze, panel chair and a closet accordion owner. “Our objective is to offer a hands-on experience for both young and old alike. Once you try it, it’s bare not to get hooked.”
The event will have an accordion petting zoo and informational sessions with seasoned accordionists who can answer questions.
Accordions will also be on display. Members of the social who have an accordion to lend for display, are experienced teachers or are fitting interested in helping can call Lotze at (330) 549-0124.
Polish Day attendees who appear with an accordion will get free admission. They can also participate in a “dueling accordions” jam sitting.
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