The Cadence of Gypsies
On her 18th birthday Carolina learned that she was adopted and was given a letter written by her birth mother in an unknown language. After years of research she travels to Italy on a mission to find the truth about her past. Carolina is accompanied by three extremely gifted but mischievous students the FIGs from Wood Rose Orphanage and Academy for Young Women. In an effort to help their favorite teacher, the FIGs will have to use their special abilities to decipher the Voynich Manuscript, the most mysterious document in the world, and the one thing that is strangely similar to what Carolina was given. Their search will take them into the mystical world of gypsy tradition and magic, more exciting and dangerous than any of them could have imagined.
I never really read or knew much about Gypsies. After reading this book I might be inclined to learn a bit more.Not that this book is all about Gypsies but it is interesting. I wondered about the title at first until I understood the characters. Three very intelligent High School seniors, They call themselves the FIGS (Females of Intellectual Genius).Dara,Mackenzie and Jennifer all geniuses in their own right in a school that cannot contain them.
It’s a fun mystery/adventure and well put together. We see the story of the three girls and how they mesh with their teacher and mentor Carolina as they go to the other side of the world to search for answers to questions that Carolina has been haunted by all her life. The characters come alive starting with the Figs but I especially like the family in Italy they all stay with.While working on their research the girls find out what its like to be part of a family.I think this part of the story would appeal to many young girls.
The Cadence of Gypsies is a book that will appeal to all ages. A little mystery,a little adventure some nice family values squeezed in there and even a little bit of a love story. Most of all you might learn a little bit about the Gypsy ways.
What’s the Cadence? Well you gotta read the book to figure that one out…
Barbara Casey is the author of several award-winning novels for both adults and young adults, and numerous articles, poems, and short stories. In addition to her own writing, she is an editorial consultant and president of the Barbara Casey Agency, established in 1995, representing authors throughout the United States, Great Britain, Canada, and Japan.In 2014 Barbara became a partner in Strategic Media Books Publishing, an independent publishing house that specializes in true crime and other cutting-edge adult nonfiction.Barbara lives on a mountain in Georgia with her husband and three dogs who adopted her: Benton, a hound-mix, Fitz, a miniature dachshund, and Gert, a Jack Russel terrier of sorts.
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GYPSY CURES AND CURSES IN THE CADENCE OF GYPSIES
by Barbara Casey
One of the things I enjoyed the most in doing my research for The Cadence of Gypsies was learning about gypsy folklore and customs. In particular, I was able to find old volumes of gypsy medicine books which detailed the benefits of herbs used for various ailments. Many of these practices continue today among the different gypsy tribes scattered throughout the world.
In my book, however, there is one gypsy woman in particular that I write about who becomes involved in the lives of the three teenage orphan FIGs (Females of Intellectual Genius as they call themselves) and their beloved teacher:
The gypsy—not old, but beyond her birthing years—spent the early, pre-dawn hours digging roots, in the dark of the crescent moon, and every so often replanting a good piece of a root to grow next year. The day before she had picked herbs, during that time when the essential oils are at their strongest, before they could get evaporated by the midday sun. She had her favorite place where she searched, the place where the energies were strongest. Surprisingly, it was the old church graveyard built on a slight mound just outside of the rural Italian village. A creek ran nearby, and a tall, unkempt yew tree grew near the entrance to the graveyard, poisonous, but giving off positive energies. It was a place she knew well, having discovered it from a previous time the travelers came this way.
Other gypsy women picked their herbs carelessly anywhere, or they would buy them dried from a shop, claiming good results. But the Kaulo Camio, a black gypsy who went by the name of Lyuba, knew better. She treated all plants kindly and with respect in order to capture their full spiritual healing essence. For she believed as good gypsies did that everything has a spirit, even the stones on the ground; and everything could bring good luck or bad.
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