I’m from a small village in Eastern Serbia, on the border with Romania. It is called Novi Sip. Here, the majestic Danube River carves its way through the landscape, separating countries with its deep canyons and rugged terrain. Growing up in this region, I witnessed firsthand the rich history and unique challenges its people face.
The Danube’s Iron Gate, renowned for its stunning gorges, has been a focal point of this area since ancient times. From Roman attempts to tame the river to the construction of canals in the 19th century, the Danube has been both a lifeline and a barrier for the communities along its banks. My village, Novi Sip, fell victim to progress when the Djerdap Hydroelectric Power Station submerged our old homes beneath its waters. It was a sacrifice for progress, they said, promising prosperity and strategic importance.
But life took unexpected turns. The dissolution of Yugoslavia brought hardship, with embargoes and shortages plaguing our daily existence. Yet, living on the border had its advantages. I remember the relief of crossing into Romania for necessities during those difficult times, a gesture of friendship from our neighboring country.
Years passed, and Romania’s entry into the European Union brought significant changes. Suddenly, our village became a hub for Romanian shoppers seeking affordable goods. The once-empty shops now buzz with activity, and Romanian influence permeates our daily lives.
Yet, despite these shifts, the border remains a physical and metaphorical dividing line. Many of my peers have never ventured across, clinging to outdated prejudices and perceptions of superiority. But beneath the surface, we share more than we realize. Our languages intertwine, our music echoes similarities, and our struggles transcend borders.
In my quest to document this overlooked region, I seek answers to questions long ignored. Who are we, the people of this land? Are we Serbian, Vlach, or something in between? As I wander through villages like Manastirica, witnessing the slow fade of generations, I ponder the impact of borders on our identities and futures.
Through this project, I hope to bridge divides and spark conversations about the true essence of our shared heritage. As the EU border looms large, I wonder how it will shape our destinies. Will Serbia’s eventual entry into the EU bring unity or deepen divisions? Only time will tell.
