I have not been easy to start with the blog in this new year! I still feel a bit 'sleepy, a little' listless, a little 'wrapped in the sense of well-being that still gives me the Christmas period. I feel free of that desire to communicate that I usually characterized instead .. It 's a sense of suspension that I often take these steps in a year, like I'm waiting for a sign, something to share.
Then a flash, a reflection, a fragment of memory and the thought becomes fluid and is mixed with the emotions that generated this I am going to write.
There are things, events or facts that seem so distant in time and maybe they are not and others that occurred on the other hand you sound like a very short and then there are other periods of life that they even seem to belong to another person. How strange relationship we have with the weather! The
2000, for example, since all I like the millennium of great global change, full of high expectations and for me that date was tied in part to the imaginary very Kubrick film "2001: A Space Odyssey" is very vivid in my mind because at the end of 1999 leads to a program where radio show beat the time remaining in a sort of countdown, I feel so close but have already passed 11 years and 11 years ...!
Then I try to push me very far in time and I see a child who climbs into the truck trudged through the mountains of Irpinia, after traveling the long, especially later at night, monotonous Tavoliere, carrying our whole house Salento in the big city, it seems to me not only how far in fact, but lived as if this fragment belonged to another person.
E 'Spartan transfer permanently to follow the path outlined by Letizia, my older sister.
My father who had preceded us, we thought, my mother and I, we would have had to face that journey with that transport a bit 'to accompany our stuff and a bit' maybe because he thought we'd save some time ending of that train trip. What a beautiful thought! It was not like that because that trip was experienced the girl like a nightmare that had disappeared along the route of all the excitement of great change.
In the mid-50's - they also seem so far away and they are! - Cover those 700 km was really adventurous even though we had dealt with the father's station wagon that seemed to me a wonder of technology ... let alone do it in a heavy trucks made for the story contained within it! No trace of highway at the time and every time we stopped for various reasons, was celebrated as if this means of transport was the car of a caravan in a western movie in which I would soon be nourished, ready to be attacked at any moment the terrible red faces. My runaway imagination and vivid even then made me live the adventurous journey permeated with many dangers. I fell asleep in the arms of my mother's warm and welcoming and I woke with a start pervaded every kind of fear for those stops. I do not know which was the lead child's psychological relationship to these emotions, but I was still obsessed by the potential of the police who lived like other children lived the terrifying presence of the black man. The shaky middle, perhaps for the first time was facing a similar journey, puffed and lurched up the steep slopes of the mountains which presented themselves during the night threatening. Not a reassuring light but total darkness and disturbing that accentuated the tension è stata la condizione predominante di questo trasferimento che si è finalmente alleggerita con il sorgere del sole che avvenne quasi alle porte di Roma.
La città splendeva come una gemma alle prime luci dell’alba. Entrare da una via consolare di Roma in quel tempo era uno spettacolo che è ancora rimasto impresso nella mia mente e nel mio cuore. L’Appia Antica e le vecchie mura Aureliane riempirono con la loro maestosità gli occhi che forse per la stanchezza mi sembrò si esibissero in una sorta di danza di benvenuto. Nessuna coda di odiose automobili disturbò quell’entrata solenne nella città eterna tanto sognata. Passando per Caracalla, i Fori Imperiali e tutte le altre bellezze della città che stood out in front all the time take your breath away, reached the Tiber to arrive in the Prati area where the journey came to an end. This experience I'm told this is the first among the most important of my life, going now, while still feeling most of these emotions, then it is as if I were a witness that the direct question, in fact this is part of a memorable trip the life of one girl who barely recognize ..
