Interview with Nikolett Suha (volunteer in the Gypsykings project)
Terri: What made you decide to be in the project?
Niki: I’d never done anything like this before and I really wanted to have a go because I loved the concept. You always only see negative images of roma people in newspapers and in the media – all those typical black and white pictures or videos taken in some housing estate or other … I thought it was a great idea that for once a Roma person could take part in something like this and that it would be exhibited.
Terri: Why did you choose your character?
Niki: Actually I browsed various periods looking for something special, something that would catch my eye and be unforgettable. I loved the costume … it’s the kind of dress that pretty much any little girl dreams of … yes it was a princess dress that people of that rank then wore every day. Not the kind of dress that I could have ever imagined wearing but I picked it thinking – gosh, I’ll send it off as my proposal and see what you thought. It was as simple as that and there it is, hanging up, just waiting for me to put it on and be photographed in it!
Terri: And why did you pick the painting and the character? What do you think about the person in the painting? The Marquess Brigitta Doria Spinoza… did you look her up?
Niki: No, I didn’t research her, but in the painting she looks like someone who is aware of her rank and that the painter should be pleased that she is modelling for him… I hope I will be able to carry off that look – “you should be grateful that I have condescended to let you photograph me” (laughs) … So, I see her as a woman who is has a very strong character and is very determined and who gets what she wants. You can see that she knows why she is standing there and how she should project herself…
Terri: And is that how you are?
Niki: I believe so.
Niki: I try to know be clear about my goals and my motives
Terri: And what role does that sense of belonging and identity fit in to your life? What does “belonging” mean to you?
Niki: Belonging? The feeling of knowing where you belong and identity? I love being a Gypsy, a Roma, I don’t care which word we use …
Terri: Let’s talk about that word for a minute …
Niki: Oh, oh! that’s usually something people get hot under the collar about – the word “Gypsy” or “Roma”
Terri: I have noticed that here in Hungary and when I visited Romaversitas, people just used the word “Gypsy” as if it were perfectly normal but when I talked to some Roma from Macedonia …
Niki: We have also just had some youth exchange meetings and when the Albanian and Macedonian or German Roma youth were here – and most of the Roma from Germany were refugees from the Balkans anyway – as soon as they heard us saying “cigany” (the Hungarian word for “gypsy” this would immediately start an argument. We have stuck to using the word “cigany” – for us in Hungary it’s not a problem and we’re used to it. We have a different attitude. It’s true that the word “gypsy” has many connotations, in some languages it can be synonymous with “outcast” or “outsider” or “traveller”. In Hungary its usage is quite acceptable and isn’t necessarily something negative in origin or has pejorative connotations. And the proof of this can be found in the phrases such as “gypsy music” or the “gypsy anthem” or that if you swallow something and it goes down the wrong way, we say “it went the gypsy way”, not “the roma way” Do you know that expression?
Terri: No, and what do you think of that?
Niki: Well, we see those things differently – I don’t find them insulting or hurtful, I have said may times that you can use the “gypsy” word nicely and the “roma” word in a way that it has ugly connotations. So I think that the word “roma” is a diplomatic word used by certain politicians and gypsy groups. I personally don’t think it’s that important. It depends on the circumstances, the language register or the emphasis. I don’t get hung up about it, like when I’m referred to as a gypsy girl…
Terri: When you were a child, when you were at school, were there examples …
Niki: of being called names, of being shunned or singled out? Of being rejected? Yes. I went to kindergarten for a year and that was more than enough for me – it was compulsory to attend for that long – they hated me at kindergarten and all through secondary school. I was too clever – always first in the class… and also because the teachers liked me. Don’t ask why but they did.
Terri: Because you’re so nice!
Niki: I’m trying to grow out of that because being nice isn’t always to my advantage! Sometimes it’s good not to be so nice. The teachers used to drag me off to all sorts of competitions because I was always an excellent pupil and I got resented for it … even down at the local shop… there was a boy who really hated me at school and one day his grandmother was standing in line at the local store buying bread and milk and my father was right behind her only she didn’t see him. She was talking to another Hungarian woman and asking how on earth was it possible that her little grandson got a bad mark while that little gypsy girl got a gold star. What was the teacher thinking!!! It was usual in the village for the certain pupils to bribe their teachers and class monitors with all sorts of gifts and flowers but it still didn’t get the children any more good points. We never gave anything because we had nothing to give as there were seven of us and my parents had to work hard to feed us all and there was nothing left over. Finally I’ve come to realise that especially around Borsod, Szabolcs and Hajdu where you have the biggest concentration of Roma, people are much more anti-Roma to the point of refusing to sit next to a gypsy on the bus.
Terri: What is your background? You went to Debrecen University …
Niki: I’m from Parasznya, Borsod county. It’s a small village with about 1300 inhabitants. That’s where I went to school and where I grew up. I wouldn’t say I had many opportunities, in fact the average person there doesn’t have much self confidence and wouldn’t necessarily know or want to get away from there, whether it to go to university, to find a job or to go abroad.