A Field of a Thousand Owners
Spring is definitely here in Slovakia. Fields have been planted with whatever it is that will be grown, and it’s possible to see many fields with sprouts or shoots already. Just outside of my small town there is a newly planted field that we pass every time we walk to visit grandpa in the next village over. The tractor marks were fresh the first time we crossed, so I knew the field had been done all at once and planted with the same crop. I therefore created an image of a single owner in my imagination, having the responsibility of being overseer. That is not the case here and probably not the case with many large pieces of land across Slovakia.
December 6 is the feast of Mikuláš. It’s not a holiday but it’s ranked high by most children in Slovakia as a special day to look forward to. Children often wake up to finding a chocolate figure or some other small gifts in their shoes that have been cleaned the night before. It’s also common to receive peanuts or tangerines if they are available in stores. If someone has not been a good boy or girl they might receive a potato or a wooden spoon in place of the good stuff. Traditions vary from region to region.
Back in April I had the unique opportunity to speak at the Slovak Embassy in Washington DC. I was invited by the
I’ve always loved decorated Easter eggs. Usually at home in California my mom would buy one of those egg coloring kits where you dropped tablets into a glass of vinegar, or something like that, and once we colored the eggs a solid color, we’d put stickers on them or draw a design with crayons. That’s great fun for kids. But later on I learned that painting and decorating eggs could be an art form.
If you spend time with Slovaks, sooner or later you will gain first-hand experience with tvrdý alkohol – hard alcohol. Typically, it could be connected with a toast on a special occasion, or some type of home-made schnapps could be on hand as a drink of choice of people you are spending time with.
Surnames in any language can be interesting, particularly when their meaning is easily understood. When I began to learn Slovak and my vocabulary began to expand, I realized that I understood the meanings of many surnames. In English, for example, surnames that are derived from professions, such as Smith or Miller, are simple to comprehend. Descriptive names such as Black or Green are also easy to understand though a name like Jozef Slaný – Joseph Salty still sounds odd to me.
While living in Slovakia, I was enthusiastic about taking part in customs and traditions, particularly surrounding the holidays. I expected that Christmas and Easter would be significant occasions of the year, and they were, but I never imagined that the holiday that would touch me the most would be All Saints’ Day.
Once a year, a person celebrates an anniversary of a special date that is unique to the individual. A birthday? Well, yes, but in Slovakia there is another event that is notable—the name-day. The name-day is important and is often celebrated similarly to a birthday. A person might get a small gift, flowers or even a cake. What is expected is to wish the person celebrating a name-day “Všetko najlepšie” – “All the best”, and a handshake, or a kiss on both cheeks if you are close to that person.
Last week I read an 