Cara NonnaIna,
I thought a lot last night as I watched open-mouthed at the television images coming from the stage of this beautiful city where I live.
I thought of you, your 85 years and what had to be unprepared when only 6 years you have left without a father and older sister have you done to your five brothers. I thought about how you worked doing Mondino, taking care of the grocery store, and also coming to help his grandfather to fix bicycles. And I thought of your great strength that makes you live in that big house as empty since NonnoValin no more. And looking at the idiot sitting on a fence to cut the nets protection, cowardly masked with a hood I thought of you more and more often I look with your blue eyes so similar to mine and tell me to be careful in dialect: "Why Ze times these brutes. I heard your voice in my head when I ask: "Why go to live in 'I am the world' ow? I'm no 'or understand more, so Ze ghe bad people. Na gera not cuss once, el Maea Ze world. "
And I understood, even though every time I say so I Nicchio and tell you that these remarks do not want to hear them.
But this morning I woke up, my dear NonnaIna, and while making coffee I heard applause in television. And I looked.
I saw a steel capsule out of the land returning to everyday people as they made their humble work are in danger of dying. I smiled, excited, and I thought again.
I thought that when I get home next weekend I will hold you strong. And to tell you that there are still so many beautiful people in this world. It may be true, your time certain things were easier, simpler and people were so many stupid things as the folly staged yesterday at the Luigi Ferraris night did not happen. But if we had remained in your day those 33 miners dead and Chileans would inevitably there would be no way to get them out of the mine where they were trapped.
And I want to tell you that this is part of reality, for this progress, good for these people who are content to live in "my time".
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