After my Bakó-life, I moved out to my village, to Máriafalva (in Romanian Larguta, in English Mary’s Village).
Firstly I was afraid from to be alone in a new country, in a new and unacquainted village, with unknown people.
But there was no other way, I was on the microbus with my package,
When the people saw the white unknown microbus in the viilage,everybody came to the street or took a look behind the fence.
Rhey were very friendly, and they were waiting for me. The couple from whom we rented the house make me fire in the house, they gave me food, and they gave me lots of smile 🙂
They were just speaking 🙂 from everything…Firstly it was hard to understand them, and the Csángó-Hungarian dialect, but now it is not problem to me 🙂
So, this Csángó village is in a big big hole. Around are just forests. The village is very small. The population is only 250-300 people. It is very hard and difficult to go in the village if it is wintertime or rain. There is no bus or public transport to Máriafalva. You need for a chariot, a horse or a caw, maybe for a car…but the surest if you have legs 😉 The village is nearly 3km from the highway, so by foot it is 1 hour.
So the life in the village is not the easiest, but view and the environment is beautiful.
And here is my house, look 🙂
… and inside
OK, maybe it is not the best :)….
In the house are two room. I lived in one of them, and the hungarian school was in the other room.
Firstly I stressed me how can I say to the children they can come to me to learn in hungarian. In an other school after the romanian school. But my rumour went around the village as myself. And on my second day I had 10-15 children 🙂 They were very excited when they saw the lots of toys in the room.
On the first two weeks we mainly played or learnt on the floor because of we had no benches and chairs.
But the children were very happy and it was the most important to me.