The faces in the market are stern, questioning…
Why are you here, brounyi? What do you want?
This is our market.
You want to snap us? Take from us and give nothing in return?
A photo?
Let me see. Give it to me.
Ah, Adua! Look. It is Adu
a!
Oh, so beautiful!
Her shop is just over there. I will show you. Come!
No; wait. First, snap me.
You will bring it?
“Yes; I will bring it tomorrow when I return.”
The smiles explode.
Bodies relax and voices rise.
Hands reach out in greeting
And faces all along the alleyway
Beam and pose.
This brounyi is an honest man
He gives and does not take.
This one and his “children” are welcome here.
Love this, Don! Precious words of you and your students! Loved the plaque dedicated to Dana and her class. What a wonderful tribute.
ReplyDeleteLOVE this so much! the excitement and laughter of the ladies, the many people soon gathered around one small picture... the happy chaos of the market stall once they knew the brounyi was their friend. beautiful.
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