Mentre alle otto di sera l’imbrunire lasciava intravedere un sottile spicchio dorato di Luna adagiarsi sulla coppa del cielo, una giovane coppia seduta sulle scalinate della facciata posteriore di palazzo Montecitorio si abbracciava delegando allo sguardo sul telefono la cognizione del tempo e dello spazio, nell’abbandono del mondo intorno a sé che l’amore riesce a regalare.
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Da Bim bum bam alle pim pum pam di botte contro un personaggio dello show “Avanti un altro!”, Paolo Bonolis deve avere perso la cognizione di ciò che è davvero divertente, per i bambini e in questo caso anche per gli adulti.
La sua trasmissione è un esempio di quanto la televisione – mezzo formidabile, se ben utilizzato – possa essere diseducativa, spargendo risate sulla violenza riservata al “diverso”.
Spero che con il cambio alla conduzione del programma annunciato ieri (arriva Jerry Scotti), oltre a Bonolis sparisca anche la violenza in diretta.
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Ho scoperto quanto la vita per la libertà di stampa in Macedonia sia difficile durante il mio progetto di Servizio Volontario Europeo (Sve).
Per Ossigeno per l’Informazione
(un osservatorio sui giornalisti minacciati) ho scritto due articoli sul tema: uno sul caso di Zoran Dimotrvski, direttore dell’importante quotidiano Nova Makedonija estromesso per motivi politici (articolo ripreso anche dall’Osservatorio Balcani e Caucaso), e un altro di contestualizzazione del problema attraverso i numerosi casi di giornalisti minacciati, licenziati o morti in circostanze oscure.
A brief reflection before coming back home in Italy
At the beginning of December, it was Monday, I came back in Prilep after some weeks abroad for a training course and a job interview.
I took the bus from Skopje at 6 am and I saw the tired face of the driver I met several times in these months: it’s the bus of a Macedonian company which lea
ves Belgrade at 9.30 pm and arrives the day after in Ohrid.
I remember that man because he was kind with me, an evening at the end of May in Belgrade, when I asked him if that bus was the right one to come back in Prilep.
I was clearly a foreigner. He smiled at me saying yes and put my luggage in the boot.
Only one month and half had passed since the beginning of my European Voluntary Service in Macedonia. I was coming back from a training course for all the Evs volunteers in the Balkans.
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He’s a “m
an of the bazaar”. Who doesn’t know, in Prilep, that in the centre of the city you can eat sandwiches and fried potatoes at the Pink Panter fast food?
Maybe what is not known is that Zlatko Momiroski, 41 years old, went to Italy to work when he was really young. He spent there several summers, and he can speak a good Italian.
He talks about his experience for my column “People of Prilep” of Myg, the Magazine for Youth Generation (read the third, the second and the first issues of the magazine and the interviews to Mrs. Stevanoska and Mr.Bidjoski).
Zlatko, when did you go to Italy?
In 1993, I was 21 years old. I had a friend there who already worked, and I joined him.
Where did you live, and what did you do?
I was in Caorle, in the North of Venice. We were pedlars, with a regular permission. We had a stand in the centre of the city and we sold small paintings, made by gypsum, plastic and moulds. We made also bracelets and necklaces.
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Writing is something that always fascinated me, since I flied with my fantasy in the Italian homeworks during primary school. For me, writing is the easiest way to communicate my feelings.
Some years ago I read a poem which shocked me, and I realized that it’s not necessary to follow rhymes and rules to write something meaningful. So I started to write, when something hurt me, good or bad it was, and I noticed that after have written I was more calm, a problem was more clear, or I was happy because I had fixed on a paper a feeling or a moment of my life which would have never come back. I realized that writing makes me feel good.
This is why the last November I participated in the Grundtvig workshop “Improving adult literacy – using successful creative writing approaches with disadvantaged learners”, organised in Huddersfield, England, by the no profit organization Let’s Go (Yorkshire).
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At the end of the last October a delegation of Deyang, the Chinese city with which Prilep is twinned, came here and visited the factories of the area. Maybe, China is interested in them.
The recent history of Chin
a is an excellent example of what globalisation is today.
The country began in the late 70’s the road that would have brought it to become the second economy in the world, when the leader of the Communist party Deng Xiaoping reformed the Chinese economical system.
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When I was a child
I was taught to not fill the plate
with food I’ll not eat:
it’s an insult to the people who in the plate
have only the hunger
when I was a child
I was taught to not give orders to other people
if no one allowed me to be a boss
Trinity Leeds
apparently nothing to share
with the holiness
the global streets
wear another Spirit
breathing on these colourful skins
dressed by decorations of a Christmas
nowadays naked of the excitement of wait
