Friday, January 9, 2009

End of a Difficult Week

This has been an especially difficult week on Ben Yehuda.The rain and the cold kept me off the street most of the week before. This weeks troubles started last Saturday night. After Mara, the harpist from Delaware left, I sat back down at the harp and began to play again. This young girl who had spoken to Mara came to me and was telling me I shouldn't play. It was not proper. She didn't really speak, she sort of whispered and I could barely understand her but she kept pointing up like pointing to God. She was really pleading with me to stop, in a very quiet way. When I didn't stop, she started tapping me on the arm, trying to get me to stop. I don't remember it so well. I had no idea of what the week would be. She finally left after some words.That was actually not the first time. A few weeks before she told me that I should not play but did not make such a big thing out of it. Well, the next night she ws back but instead of tapping me on the shoulder she started taking my basket that I collect money in. She did not want the money, but when she picked it up, I would stop playing. This went on for quite some time. Finaly a nice couple called the police for me. She just was not going to leave. While waiting for the police Edward came along. Edward is a Russian violinist and told me the girl is from Moscow. He tried talking with her but it didn't help. Then the police came and spoke to her. In the end Edward led her away and she didn't come back that night, but the next night she did. The police were called and they led her away but 20 minutes later she was back. The police were called again but didn't come before it was time to quit. Another friend trying to help suggested she pay me not to play and she accepted. She said she would give me a certain amount every night not to play. It would have been worth it what she offered but I couldn't do that. I believe I am supposed to play there. The next night it was more obvious how ill she was. Many many people tried talking to her and in front of 5 police officers, when I started to play, she could not stop from picking up my basket, even after the police told her she can't do that. I was watching her face and it was like she was driven. So they took her with them and I hope she will get the help she needs. She had a sweetness about her.

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