My Mom also said that at the end of March I would need to to put it on a branch of one of the cherry trees in our garden. I went to school with white and red little brushes on the lapel of my school uniform and felt it was giving love to everyone around. Finally, under my Mom’s supervision I managed to bring life to my first Martisor. You make little brushes by twisting red and white threads and tie them together on the top and put lots of love into what you are creating. At that time, you had to make your own, and my Mom showed me how to make it. People make them from red and white threads and wear them on their lapel starting March 1st. The symbol of Martisor is a ribbon which has the same name as the event. My Mom told me this version of the fairy tale when I was around seven. The tales about Martisor are gathered and surely twisted when passed from one person to another, and generation to the next. Moldovans and Romanians celebrate a widely observed tradition called Martisor (pronounced Martishor – little March). With the month of March comes the start of Spring.
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