Per la classe dell’ipercinetico stiamo affrontando un tema di quelli che liquidi in tre secondi e mezzo: Who I am. Abbiamo iniziato dalla lettura di un brano e stiamo passando attraverso delle riflessioni individuali e di gruppo. E’ bello vedere come alcune ragazze, soprattutto, intorno alla ventina, per la prima volta si trovino a pensare su chi siano e su come il loro (modo di) essere potrebbe essere differente a seconda delle varie evenienze della vita.
Il primo compito individuale era quello di trovare un oggetto che ci appartenga, o che abbia importanza per noi, fotografarlo e scrivere un paragrafo.
Ho parlato del mio computer.

Few days after my arriving in the United States my old notebook got crashed and I lost all the data I had in it. Photos, music, emails, everything; and also the work I did for at least 4 years. I thought it was such a sign. When I moved from Italy, I knew I was leaving my past, even if I still didn’t know what my future would have been. So, at the same time as in my real life, I bought a new laptop and started again. This laptop doesn’t represent me, but it helps me to express myself. I write my blog on it, I chat with my friends in Italy, I see my family on Skype, read the email that old friends send me, I browse the internet, I read newspapers, find recipes, do my homework, follow the steps of my pregnancy, everything. It sounds weird saying that there is a relation between me and my laptop, but in this moment of my life, now that I’m in transition, this object helps me to stay in touch with my past but also to move the first steps toward my future. That’s why it’s so important for me.

Il compito che abbiamo per domani, invece, e’ di scegliere una nostra foto di dieci anni fa e parlare alla persona che eravamo.

This is me almost 10 years ago. This picture was taken six months before that my life would have completely changed. After the first explosion, other revolutions occurred, some big, some others small. After the big bang, turning back became impossible. So what I would like to say to the person I was, is: think. Think at who you are and think at what you need. If you still don’t know what you want and what you really need, wait. Don’t be pushed by others. But I want also to say her, the person I was, to be confident. Who I am now is the result of all the changes, errors, pain, and conquests I had in ten these years, and all those things that made me suffer had to occur to become the person I am, the relation I am in, and the goals I have reached so far. Nothing happens without a reason.  

Era qualche mese prima di lasciare Slashbro. Ero a Maratea, un posto in cui non sarei mai piu’ tornata. Forse tutto e’ cambiato meno di un sei mesi dopo. Avevo 29 anni. Non mi somiglia nemmeno piu’, quella li’. In undici anni c’e’ stato un trasloco, un’altra relazione, un trasloco, un matrimonio, un trasloco, un tunnel nero di infertilita’, un tradimento, un divorzio, un trasloco, una rinascita faticosa ma bellissima, una nuova relazione, la riscoperta di se’ e dell’Amore, una relazione a distanza, la tenacia, un trasloco, l’espatrio, la gravidanza.
Tranne il matrimonio, rifarei tutto.
Traslochi compresi.

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