Family Journal: Saturday January 17, 2009

Friday evening after basketball practice I rushed home to get ready for an evening out. We hired a baby sitter for the night, and went out on a double date with the Moynihans. We had a nice dinner at Iguana (they recently changed the name to Na Costra or something similar). It is a small restaurant located downtown on Božidara Adžije Street. The owner lived many years in Melbourne and the food was excellent. Nadia had her favorite, sticky date pudding, an Aussie delicacy. We sat in a cozy table in the window and it was great. I chose a Serbian wine, a grape variety call Vranac, which was perfect. The restaurant is near the big Kalenić market so we did some shopping after wards. The absolutely best place to buy fruits and vegetables in the city, especially in the winter is the Tomato Company. It is located a block away from the Kalenic market, near a Hleb i Kifle bakery. They have rugula, lettuce, plums, etc. They also take care to present the produce well. Nadia and Janna are shown above in produce heaven.

Saturday we awoke to no electricity in the house and we had flashbacks to our time in Anaco, Venezuela. Goran from the school was all over the problem we got power back in the afternoon. Electrical crews were working on one of the poles near our house and last night we had no street lights near our house. In the afternoon we went grocery shopping for the week. We also watched a movie, “Bed Time Stories” with Adam Sandler. In the evening I was the administrator in charge of the 24 Hour Theater production by our school’s Thespian Society. I really enjoyed the show.

Below we took the wood that my future brother-in-law used with the boys. Owen woke up and wanted to hammer nails, so that is what we did. We built a stand for the shovel, rakes, etc. that I have in the yard. I also shoveled off all of the ice and snow from the side walk. My Dad would have been mortified to see a Kralovec family sidewalk in a slippery condition.

Ollie and Owen help me Build a Garden Tool Holder
Ollie and Owen help me Build a Garden Tool Holder

The Bridge On The Drina – Ivo Andrić


 I just finished reading “The Bridge on the Drina” by Bosnian writer, and former long-time Belgrade resident, Ivo Andrić. He won the 1961 Nobel Prize for Literature.
UPDATE: I visited the bridge on October 17, 2009. My blog post on the experience is here

Andrić lived a full life and he is a great example of the idea of Yugoslavia. His parents were Croats from Sarajevo, Bosnia. He spent his childhood in Višegrad, a small town on the border of Serbia and Bosnia. He studied in Sarajevo and Zagreb, Croatia. He was imprisoned during WWI by the Austro-Hungarians as a revolutionary. After the Kingdom of Serbs, Croats, and Slovenes gained independence Andrić began a career as a diplomat for the new government. He held posts in Hungary, Austria, Italy, France, Belgium, Switzerland, and finally, in his peak position on the eve of WW II, to Berlin, Germany. All during this time, Andrić was writing and publishing poems, essays, and short stories. When Hitler occupied Poland, he tried to resign, but the Yugoslav government rejected it. When Germany bombed Belgrade in 1941, he retired from the foreign service and lived the rest of his life in Belgrade. During the war, he wrote three novels that would earn him the Nobel Prize. He donated the prize money to build libraries in Bosnia. You can read more about him at Ivo Andric Foundation web site.

I highly recommend the book, “The Bridge on the Drina.” The Drina is a river that separates Bosnia and Serbia. The bridge he refers to in located in the town of Višegrad, Bosnia. The novel is an epic historical fiction beginning in the 1500’s with the construction of the bridge by the Ottoman Turks and ending with its destruction during World War I. I love history and as all good historical fiction does, it brings alive the facts of history. It got me to think more about the legacy of the Ottomans. They had a large empire for many years, but are not that well known or studied in the US. Andrić tells of the Ottoman’s blood sacrifice, in which the Turks would raid Serbian villages and kidnap young Serbian boys to raise them as Turks in Istanbul. He also describes the public “staking” of a man caught vandalizing the bridge during its construction. The Turks were here in Serbia for a long time. As the novel progresses through time, it is good to have a bit of background of Balkan history. Besides the historical stuff, he tells good stories of people and families. My only criticism is he slides into a bit too much of “magic realism” and I got burned out on that by reading Garcia Marquez and other Latino writers.

The picture above is of the Hotel Moscow which I took in August of last year. Ollie is pictured in front of the fountain. A friend tells me it was one of Andric’s favorite hangouts here in Belgrade. I will go visit his museum soon. The apartment where he lived is now a museum and it will give me a better idea of the man and his works, and I will do another post on the visit. I will also most likely read some more by him. I am especially interested in reading his essay on Simon Bolivar. If any of my blog readers have a copy of that, preferably in English (I am now at the stage in my Serbian language development which I call “early caveman” – for example, Danas lepo toplo i kizovo (today very cold and slippery).

Ice Covers Belgrade: January 14, 2009

Icy Morning, originally uploaded by bill kralovec.

Nadia struggles to stay on her feet this morning with the boys. We awoke this morning to a layer ice on everything outside. The temperature was hovering around 0C, and it was a mix of rain and ice. We decided to walk to school this morning because of going down the hill to the school. Oliver getting out the door, fell on his butt. We heard many people with slips and falls, and there were many late arrivals to school this morning. Owen loved the slippery streets and skated to school.

I learned a new Serbian word: KLIZAV which means slippery. I’ll be using the word again in conversation tomorrow as the forecast is for the same. Today we discussed procedures for checking the conditions of the roads and contacting our school community. We’ll be testing these tomorrow.

We made it to school albeit a bit late. We held classes as normal. Tonight I am watching the Partizan vs. CSK Moscow EuroLeague basketball game. With a win, Partizan will qualify into the round of 16.

Update: Partizan Wins!!!

Family Journal: Sunday January 11, 2009

 


I spent most of the morning getting ready for school tomorrow. After a late pancake breakfast, we went shopping in the afternoon to Merkator in New Belgrade, at the Kalenica Market, and then a late dinner at Pizza Hut downtown. We developed some photos also to complete Oliver’s and Ocean’s babybooks. We have a case of first child syndrome where are oldest, Owen’s book is chockers with tons of photos and information and then Ollie’s and Ocean’s are a bit sparse. The kids love looking at them and I think it is important that they see their history. Owen loves looking at his baby photos and wants to hear about his birth.

Tonight will be more prep work for tomorrow. It will be another busy semester.

Announcement for Boys’ Basketball: We will practice on Tuesday, Wednesday evening, Thursday, and Friday this week. Times will be announced tomorrow.

I posted the photo above and below for Grandma Kralovec who loves to see her little granddaughter. 

 

Ocean is starting to feel herself again.
Ocean is starting to feel herself again.

Family Journal: Saturday January 10, 2009

 



Great day today! We lounged about in the morning as I made a delicious breakfast of toast and eggs for the kids. We cleaned up around the house while the boys played Wii. I then took Owen and Oliver to the sledding hill. Owen was awesome on the jumps and Ollie liked rolling down the hill. It has been foggy the past few days in Belgrade and the trees are covered as if it was a hoar frost. It is thicker and snow-like and it makes the trees absolutely beautiful. I hope it continues tomorrow and I’ll take some pictures at school.

I had basketball practice in the afternoon. I came home exhausted and I fell asleep while the family was watching the latest Harry Potter movie. We then played a game of Candyland and the kids ran around the house.

Heating Crisis in Serbia

Serbia is never boring and one of the reasons I really enjoy living here! This week the dispute between Russian natural gas company Gazprom and Ukraine temporarily cut off gas supplies to Belgrade. I had a couple of parents call me to see if we were to have school on Monday because of this. My friend who manages an internatioanal business in the city said he had to send workers home this week because the office did not have heat. On of the school employees in the business office also had the heat turned off in her building. Several students said their families got electric heaters in case of their gas being shut down.

The school uses oil and was not affected. Our home had heat so we didn’t have to worry either. Serbian officials were working to counteract the shortage of natural gas supplies. Happily the dispute was resolved yesterday and natural gas supplies will soon be back to normal.

Many Belgraders use coal stoves to heat their home. A pile of coal was dumped on the street near the exit of our house. Ned, one of the tenants above us, ordered the load. Yesterday, a worker hauled it up to his apartment. With the rising costs of natural gas and oil, it may be the cheapest way to heat a home. Very few Americans burn coal in their homes, mostly in the Pennsylvania anthracite mining area. My father remembers burning coal as a kid in their home and I’ll have to ask him about it when I call him tomorrow. Back then and in the early days of coal in the home, smoke was a problem. I noticed the odor right away and was wondering what that chemical smell was in the air. My sister-in-law noticed the smell also during her visit, recalling the winter odors of Istanbul where she used to live.

I would assume the stoves in Belgrade are not very modern and use clean technology. Fortunately, not everyone burns with coal and I don’t know the percentage of Belgrade homes and apartments that do. Our neighbor and a couple that lives in our building do however, so we smell it often. It doesn’t bother me. I would like to hear from readers who know more about it. I also can’t identify the types of coal. It probably not is the high quality, hard anthracite coal. Belgrade doesn’t feel polluted and we have clear views to the Sava River from our house.

Owen holds a piece of coal.
Owen holds a piece of coal.

Family Journal: Thursday January 8th, 2009

Belgrade received about 3-4 inches of snow on Thursday morning. We took advantage of the snow and went to Kostunjak Hill. Oliver is shown above in a video of going down on his cool Norwegian toboggan we bought in Slovenia. We invited the Moynihans to come along and we all had a great time! Nadia even went down the hill and made it all the way. She vowed never again to do it, but it is a long winter and we’ll keep working on her. Owen absolutely enjoyed the speed. Oliver was a bit cold because he didn’t have winter boots and the poor guy was with tennis shoes.

Janna loads Ollie in the toboggan while Eve looks on.
Janna loads Ollie in the toboggan while Eve looks on.

Today I worked most of the day at school. We interviewed a teacher candidate via skype. I met with the admissions counselor to discuss the new students for the second semester. In the afternoon, I coached the boys basketball team.

Family Journal: Tuesday January 6, 2009

We are enjoying the week off from school. Due to the Serbian Orthodox Christmas being today, we have an additional week of school off. It gives us a chance to do things around the house we have been meaning to do, take care of family paperwork and business, and spend heaps of time together as a family and Nadia and I alone.

Yesterday morning we drove over to New Belgrade and walked along the Sava River until it meets the Danube. As you can see from the photo above, it was coooold! Owen and Oliver enjoyed smashing the ice along the shore of the river. It was sad to see so much garbage caught in the trees and frozen mud. We ran around the park, I identified a new bird (Eurasian Coot), and finally Nadia headed in because of the cold. This is a common theme in our outdoor family excursions.

Ocean is finally feeling herself again. Her appetite is back, her stools are normal, and she is showing her usual level of energy.

View Across the Sava River to Kalmegdan Fortress
View Across the Sava River to Kalmegdan Fortress

Serbian Orthodox Christmas Eve

Parishioners Gather Collectively Burn the Badnjaks
Parishioners Gather Collectively Burn the Badnjaks

Yesterday we participated in a Serbian Christmas tradition. The Serbs celebrate Christmas today, January 7th, because they still use Julius Cesear’s originally calendar. It was replaced by the modern Gregorian calendar because the Julian calendar required too many adjustments through the years to keep it accurate. One of the remnants of the old Slavic religion is the custom of the burning of the “badnjak” on Christmas Eve (January 6th).

In earlier times when most Serbs lived in the countryside, the father used to head into the woods and fell a young oak tree. The badnjak was a big log that was then thrown onto the fire in the hearth of the home.Today, most Serbs live in the cities and the tradition has changed a bit. The log (kind of like a yule log) is represented by these thin branches arranged like a bouquet of flowers. They sell them all over the city and that is what first got us interested in the custom. We were wondering, what were these dead leaf arrangements?I took the photo below while we were running errands. We bought a couple and found that attached to the bottom was a plastic bag of sunflower seeds and corn kernels with a ribbon.

A large badnjak market in downtown Belgrade, near the Kalenica Market.
A large "badnjak" market in downtown Belgrade, near the Kalenica Market.

Another change in modern times is the badnjaks are burned collectively in a church yard instead of the family fireplace. Our nanny Vera, invited us to attend the mass and ceremony at the St. Trifun Church located in Topčider Park near our house. It was a bitterly cold night but we managed to get all the kids out. We first lit candles in a little side house next to the church. The bottom shelf where the candles were placed in sand was for souls of the dead and the top shelf for the living. The boys said a short prayer for their all of their grandparents. The church was too full to attend the mass. I was raised Catholic and am very curious to attend an Orthodox service. We did see the interior of the church and it was much different than a Catholic church.

We did join in the procession following the short service. It wound its way around the church and then into the front yard. It was led by the priest and several altar boys and men carrying banners and incense. After a few words, the bales of hay were ignited and people began throwing their badnjaks on the fire. It is supposed to bring health, wealth, happiness, money, etc. in the upcoming year. Owen and Oliver were thrilled with the large fire and the opportunity to throw in their badnjaks. Owen and I hung out by the fire as we are both pyromaniacs. Nadia, Oliver, and Ocean were cold and went straight back to the car.

Saint Trifun Church

The ceremony for me had a greater significance than just experience Serbian culture and an Orthodox church ritual. In the old Slavic religion, trees were sacred. The Serbs today hold a great reverence for trees as I do. It harks back to original Slavic religious thought. In burning of the log,it represents a sacrifice to the gods, and the fire also represents sunshine. With today’s temperature of -7 C and icy fog limiting visibility, I can understand the Slavic tribes reliance on the spring sun. I can also imagine what it was like for them before modern heating and home construction.

I facilitated a course last year for a student at my school in Venezuela (Evan Huff). He was interested in Vikings and we did a Teaching Company course on the history of the Vikings. Part of the lectures dealt with Norse religion. It made me wonder what the world and Europe would be like without Christianity. A part of me is disappointed that a Middle Eastern religion conquered the world. It would be interesting to see what would have happened if the Slavs and other peoples of Europe never converted to Christianity. The preferred tree for the badnjak is the Oak Tree, which is strongly associated with the supreme Slavic god, Perun. Perun is similar to the Norse god Thor.


Saint Trifun Church