Wednesday, August 23, 2006

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Father Luigi left us

On August 8 Father Louis has left this world.
Although not seen him for some time and sad news was in the air, was straumatico know that person "most beautiful" I've known in my life is no longer on this earth.
Someone difinite had the last mission, I will remember him as a real person, a human being among others who dedicated his life to the next and the God you believe. 40 years in Africa had left their mark on his body, but I think the signs that he has left in people like me who have had the luck and joy to know. My regret is knowing him too late and not being able to share with him other times but the past month together years ago in Ivory Coast, but since then I seem to have always been close and have no doubt that the teachings and the life lessons he gave me with his humanity, with its simplicity and patience, follow me forever.
Hello my father, I loved him and will continue to always volertene

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Today I received a letter from the Congo, I would say "yet another" is just as much as an explicit request for money set properly in the midst of the greetings and blessings of our Lord. I wrote Philippe, a boy conusciuto in place several years ago that I see whenever I go back to Congo.
When you're there, you know someone, try to become friends, or at least try to establish a peaceful relationship, which lasts a bit 'more ... but, often, there is nothing to do and I understand almost immediately and you have continuous retries. The gap is huge, you're always seen as the West has the money. Useless and often ridiculous trying to explain that to pay you the trip you suffered a year of sacrifice and deprivation, maybe you're saying to a person who invents life day by day. Despite everything we do not show the idea that when you looked in my eyes, the look of our fellow running our pocket. In some ways it is inevitable to do so if we see all the time to pull out of U.S. dollars to buy dollars on the statue, the clay pot, the traditional mask or bottled water that costs more than gold. Some will even allowed to think that we give with the same ease as ten dollars to him ...
We leave our address how not to, but apparently it is always joined by some request "brutal." I personally have tried in every possible way to prevent potential friendships were reduced in squalid requests for money, but I have to resign to the idea that not enough to say "let's be friends and nothing else." It 's all relative, even the concept of friendship, and obviously those who are forced to study them all in order to survive has a different concept of friendship, at least has different expectations and to be honest has a different concept of money.
In short, the basic misunderstanding, and there remains, what to do? What to do? How to avoid generalizations? It takes little to say: "Africans are all opportunists." Even for them in the end it is easy to think that all whites are rich. I refuse to be bound by this play, but I recognize that ultimately childbirth often on the wrong foot: preach evil good and scratching! I insist, however, in wanting to try to establish a relationship with the next without falling in prevention. If the next time I'll have to give up the phone to prevent others think I can afford to waste the equivalent of telephone calls in weeks of hard work ... well I will. What else do? Give up mineral water? If I can not really, the giardia and I got it once is enough. I like that this was understood, but I understand that he could not serenely claim, at least for now.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

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phones



On Mobile has said it all and more, unnecessary repetition so ... but I still do not understand one thing: from our other shares to give you a phone number also want to know your DNA and then to manage your line you need an accountant, in Congo, Ivory Coast or Rwanda, and who knows how many other places give you $ 5 phone numbers and credit without knowing anything you want. The sim is now enabled even overseas calls. Two weights and two measures ... What's the catch? the largest mean, given that the losers are always those who have the phone in his hand. In Goma and then you have to "dribble" two cell phones:, Vodacom and Celtel, the two providers do not communicate with each other, so "you" must necessarily have two phones. I just hope it arrives to take over other players!

Friday, June 9, 2006

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Story of a couscussiera


in 1881, Tunisia became a French protectorate and liberation from the French with the protocols of 20 March 1956, was proclaimed a republic July 25, 1957. This is all about history books, I think it is less well known that in the meantime, even the French to the Italian community is not making life easy. At least I do not really know the story. A parliament was Mrs. Teresa, born in Tunisia and lived until the age of seven years. On the Internet I found a lot and please anyone familiar with the texts on the subject know.
After the end of World War II, the Italians were affected by the measures of expropriation and seizure of assets, prohibition of economic activities, as well as by extreme measures such as arrest or deportation, were closed all the Italian institutions, including schools , and was prohibited the printing of newspapers in Italian. The aggressive policy of France towards the Italians of Tunisia began to cease following the signing of the peace treaty between Italy and France (1947) and the reopening of the Consulate General the following year, even if the seizures continued for some years .
The story of Mrs. Teresa deserves Note that this put a very different post, but it is possible that one day he does something more. His family lived in
Metlaoui (town of about 17,700 inhabitants in Tunisia. Note to phosphate deposits. Lately it has become part of tourist circuits and special thanks to the beauty of the Gorges du Seldja). In 1945 the French expelled many Italians from Tunisia, including also the family of signoraTeresa who was then seven years. The father suffered the first sentences of imprisonment in a concentration camp and then again in Algeria in Tunisia. They found shelter in a refugee camp in Rome, and were forced to remain for some years.

In 1928, the mother of Mrs. Teresa, to be married, bought the couscoussiera of the photo, was part of her trousseau. When they were forced to flee to Tunisia, the couscous was among the few possessions that they managed to take away.
With the improvement of the situation, a brother of Mrs. Teresa moved to Belgium and brought with it the couscoussiera. For some time this "precious" item is back in Italy, Mrs. Teresa, treated not as a relic, but as a piece of life, an emotional bond and "cultural" with a land so close to Italy, but often distant. I think it's just not a simple piece of clay but a very important symbol, also ... for me, thanks to Mrs. Teresa, I began to love at an early age through North Africa for its couscous.