PART OF THE MONOGRAPH “GOJKO JAKOVLEVSKI” BY SLAVE KATIN
Furthermore, the Kraguevski family (original ly from the village of Gorjane now populated by Albanians) and the Spasevski family (origi nally from a son-in-law settler from Debreshe) and Bakjalovski family celebrate Mitrovden and St. Nikola. The Todor family (settled down from the village of Debreshe) celebrates St. Nikola.
The Forinski family (originally from the village of Forino, now inhabited by Albani ans) celebrate St. John. Gjokovski family (from Boshkovski family) celebrate Petkovden, Ra jchinovski family (from Fichurovski family, originally from Skopje village Arachinovo) celebrate Mitrovden and Strashevski family celebrates Varvara”.
His family Markovski who came from Poreche, more precisely his great-grandfather Marko, celebrates Petkovden and St. Nikola despite the fact that, as he said earlier, the Saint’s day of his native village of Zubovce is Fiery Mary or, as the local inhabitants call it – Marena!
Based on the words of Goyko Yakov leski, alias Goyko Delchev Rafkin – Gotse of Macedonia, his mother Rafka was born around 1910 in the moun tain village of Kunovo, Suva Gora, Gostivar region. She was born in an agricultural and priestly family. The surname of his mother Rafka was Jovanovska, Jovanovic.
Her father’s name was, more precisely, he was giv en the name Jerusalem, but everyone called him and know him as Ruse, (grandfather Ruse), and her mother’s name was Yonka (grandmother Jovanka) who is remembered for being so dear and her. the bosoms were always full of nuts, hazelnuts, chickpeas, sesame sweets, biscuits, candies, choco lates, apples, pears, plums …; her bosoms for the children have always been an inexhaust ible source of beautiful and sweet things. She knew to tell very vividly horror stories about robbers or deceased people who resur rected and the children were falling asleep while listening those stories.
The church St.Marena
His mother Rafka’s grandfather was a priest, and her father when he was still young went abroad as a fortune seeker to work in Romania to provide money for a more comfortable life for his family, but he never returned from his fortune seeking journey and no one knows how he died, nor did anyone has any knowledge on the loca tion of his grave.
Her mother, grandmother Yonka, or, as she was called by her children “grandmother Gjera”, remarried in the vil lage of Debreshe, a village predominantly inhabited by Turkish and Albanian popu lation, to a man who had already had three male children with his first wife. The young est child was called Gero (he lost his leg later in the war), then Gine and the oldest – Obre.
According to Goyko’s recollections, Gine and Obre were very nice and loved their grandmother, even though she was not their birth mother. They also loved Goyko, being her nephew, were very patient with him, they took him to the field, they allowed him to ride a donkey, carried him on their back and always pleased him.
Sometimes, when his parents were angry to him, he would immediately run, crying, his grandmother Gjera, along the vineyards of Zubovce, along Malkamen, their vineyard, and when he would reach a high place he screamed and called his grandmother. Although she was always occupied with work in her yard and she would listen to him and take him to her house
When Goyko talks about his mother Raf ka’s life story, he revealed to us that at the age of ten she stayed with her grandfather, priest Mladen. In her youth, she cooked, cleaned, raised the livestock and took care of her grandfather Mladen; he also took care of her.
Goyko’s mother was grieving for her mother; she was often crying and feel ing very lonely and unhappy. From time to time she had a desire to see her mother, so her grandfather Mladen would take her to Debreshe, where she would stay and spend some time with her mother. But she re turned to Kunovo quickly, because she didn’t want to leave her grandfather alone. So, the years went by with sufferings, but his moth er, despite all her troubles, developed well and became more beautiful.
To be continue
By SLAVE KATIN
