Finally there is something
meaningful about 31st October. You know what I mean. Today is the 94th
anniversary of Krakow’s liberation from foreign rule. It marks the day it was
released from its battle against Great Britain and many other European
countries in the First World War.
There were celebrations for the
anniversary, and a brass band and some men dressed in the soldier’s uniforms
from the war. It was one of those moments when a little piece of Poland and the
values attached to its history slipped into my consciousness. When I got to see
the nation’s pride, and in the giant square of the centre of Krakow with the
sun beating down and throwing shadows everywhere, and with a long Poland flag
making its way down one of the chief buildings of the square, the magic of this
place hit home once again.
People all over were weaving in and
out of the police and the brass band and the men dressed as old fashioned
soldiers to take photos. These folk didn't bat an eye lid. The moment was more
important, and while I did occasionally see one soldier turn and talk to the
one next to him, or two members of the brass band have a brief dialogue it
clearly meant something to the people concerned, and the children from various
schools holding all different flags. People were congregating to observe the
scenes much as I was, and it was clear that tourists and others had uncovered
something very Polish and fascinating. The music was great, there was a
surprise shot fired from some cannon (half scaring the life out of some of us),
and the freedom of the city rang loud and sounded out into the sky.
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