Orawian Dancing
Highlander music is an acquired taste, which I personally haven’t completely acquired.
Highlander dancing, though, is a different story. Both graceful and almost violently energetic, it seems to require knees of steel and lungs to match.
Pictured here is the men’s dance called “Zbójnicki” (pronounced “zbouy-nits-key”). If men were birds, this dance would be struting their plummage. In other words, it’s to show their strength, agility, and endurance to potential mates.
Zab, Late May
Piotr Borowy Well
Statue in LW
Mother’s Day in Poland
LW Cemetery, May
Road
Making Przepalanka
In the Kitchen
Civil Wedding
Afternoon Bike Ride





At the River with the Dog
Matura
Few things seem to cause as much angst in a Polish teenager’s life like the matura: a series of compulsory written and oral exit exams. Required of all students are two exams from Polish: a written and a spoken test. Students must pass the written before they are allowed to take the oral exam.
The written matura consists of four essay questions read aloud at precisely 9:00 a.m. on the same day in high schools throughout Poland.
This year the questions included the interpretation of a Wisława Szymborska poem (though not the one I included on the 25 November 2002 page), and a question, “Od Adam i Ewy . . .” (From Adam and Eve), about the loss of one’s home and one’s place in society as illustrated through literature. Another question began, “If you want to know a person, look at his shadow . . .”
The second day brings the chosen exams, with most people picking history, with math coming a close second. (Ironically enough, most of the students who chose math were girls — probably something like 80%.) This year there were about six people taking the matura in geography and one girl chose biology. No one chose English, and for good reason: it’s a difficult exam, concentrating mainly on the irregularities and exceptions of English grammar.
Once the students’ pain is over, it’s time for the teachers to get their dose: grading all those exams according to strict criteria.
Then comes the spoken exams — when my pain begins.