I am a Gypsy

They were so afraid of us since the ancient times of history. They called as Gypys (Çıgany). This expression spread all around the world and all people started call us with this word. Every country labeled us in its own language: Zigeuner, Cigani and Çingene...

They thought that we were untouchable and different. Yes, we are different! We are poorer and also freer than other people. But we are also human like the others! However, other people have avoided working, living and talking with us. Despite our vital contributions to their life with our crafts, they left us to forgotten in the back streets of their cities.We have suffered from a deep and intolerable poverty.

My ancestors tried all ways to stop the injustice... They cried out that they were “not gipsy” to rescue from the label of “untouchable” and they called themselves as “human”. They begged: We are 'human'! There is no difference between us. Please accept us! Please!”

Nobody cared about this scream. Thereupon our ancestors laughed at their helplessness, poorness and hopelessness.

I won't hopelessly beg like my ancestors did. I surely know that we are really different from the others! We are free, lasting, strong, humanistic and creative. We have been the most peaceful people throughout history. There is no reason to feel ashamed because of this.

Yes, I am untouchable! Evil, treachery and humiliation cannot touch me anymore, owing to vitalizing pains we have witnessed. People looking to our shabby shoes cannot break my heart. Since we have had lifes like death for thousands of years, no one can touch to our divine freedom. I am an untouchable.

I am proud of what I am. Everybody must know. I am a gypsy!

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