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The following is a review (a few months old but never mind) of the short story collection "The lawn and the well" by Maria Teresa De Sanctis (before cover above)

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So, for those who read it, here it is:
on Tuesday from 11 to 12
"After the first ... no" call to see, or revise, films for a while, too little

and Thursdays from 17.30 to 18.30
"Story teller" stories, tales, stories and much more all on

www.radio100passi.net
by Maria Teresa de Sanctis

CIAOOO

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Finally we go again!

So, there are no words ... but certainly since the previous post to no other than this back in January, it is clear that I was a bit 'busy and .. . so, who knows me knows that I'm lazy (I have many other defects, the pigirizia I miss!), so ... ciu a lot of things to think so ... Well, megliotardi than ever!. So to resume style report here the nice review that the philosopher Augusto Cavadi Palermo wrote on my collection (yes, always that!) "The lawn and well" in the weekly Centonove some time ago ...

But at the top is the poster of the show that my students will do on June 28 next to the Theatre Ditirammu, who can come, it will be fun!

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Thanks for being here, thank you for your precious visit.

Hello. My name is Gabriella Trivellin and I am a missionary nun in Africa.

I ask you, please , only read this letter, to give me 3 minutes of your time to listen to a story with an unexpected protagonist, who never imagined can know.

This story takes place in Zambia, in black Africa, torrid burned by the heat.

Africa is a region that now has a prosperous and democratic government, which is undergoing a transition, a slow but positive progress towards a multiparty democracy,

The Zambia is the hope, hope in this area of \u200b\u200bconflict and war continue. Zambia is caught between two warring regions, such as the Democratic Republic of Congo and neighboring Zimbabwe that make the whole area politically unstable and dangerous.

Zambia's progress is hampered by corruption, evil inherited and difficult to eradicate, from domestic and foreign investment limited by the scarcity of industries, archaic exploitation of natural resources, all these things keep most of the poor its inhabitants.

For all this, over the years, the average per capita income fell from $ 762 per year in 1965 to $ 351 per year in 2002, just under 1 (a) dollar a day which a family must survive.

Only last year, the economy is slowly turned around, but too slowly, and the slowdown is now also given by the plague that is AIDS, AIDS looming in the country and that risks squander the positive signs.

Official estimates speak of about 1,500,000 AIDS orphans with a total population of about ten million inhabitants.

On road from Lusaka to Livingstone, is Monze, a small town that grew around the market stalls.

Here at Monze 16% of its population is HIV positive or sick with AIDS and orphans, many orphans are increasing. Monze has no economic resources, agricultural tourism, small trade in live or vegetable material used.

A Monze is my diocese with a Catholic parish run by an Italian bishop, Bishop Emilio Patriarca.

In recent years the Diocese has been conducting various social initiatives, has developed the Youth Project, a school where teenagers can learn a trade and encouraging the Community School, which does not provide for payment of taxes.

A Manungu on the outskirts of Monze, there is a small detachment of the parish, the outstation at Our Lady of the Wayside "where soon my work I I am a nun of the Congregation of Maria Bambina, my Mother House is located in Milan, I was born in Veneto, many years ago.

over thirty-five years living in Africa, Zambia, for many years now I know, but my heart is here with these children with their parents, with all of them. Children, mothers fathers, grandfathers who are trying to heal, to give them human warmth, feed them, give them the gift of a bit 'of water, because even the water here in Monza and a privilege .

In its unfortunate people living with AIDS receive reports from humanitarian organizations, food, food that should serve to prolong his life, foods to be associated with medicines, foods he should eat only . But the Zambian have a big heart, although patients share everything with the community, with their families and if they are not familiar with others, and food that should last a week in minutes is now over.

What I and my sister (we know a few, very few) are trying to do is to give a help these families, their children, their parents.

Children who are orphaned, alone, at a very early age, because their parents die of AIDS, malaria, malnutrition. And they, often few months of age are left without anyone, no relatives, no mother, no father, even a grandfather, wiped out by AIDS or malaria.

And too often die too , and with them also die a little 'me inside. See you're cradling a child die in her arms makes you dive into an infinite sadness.

The 18 percent of Zambian children die before their fifth birthday and 16 percent among 15 years and 48 years have AIDS.

So many tears I've cried to see these children, these people die, children that I rocked, I close my arms so many times, I have fed you in the slumbering illusion never to see a great day.

People we become attached, with whom we share the joys and sorrows, fears, anxieties, tears and despair.

see every day the a quiet desperation of a mother who sees her baby close your eyes and open them again. The infinite sorrow, deaf and poignant.

Me and my sisters We are here to stand beside them, all of them, making him understand that they are not alone. We have created a nursery and primary school, where literate children and adults who desire it, we teach English, so that the lucky ones may find a job. We take care of sick children orphans, let the drugs, we do medical checks, we give them food according to our availability, unfortunately always a few, our main menu is the polenta, sometimes when we're lucky, with a handful of boiled rice, rice and when there is celebration.

We also try to join hands with friends and try to "pull" toward us, because we need so much support, even moral.

Can I take your hand for a moment? I promise I will not shake too much ... just a little bit!

know kids (and everyone else) here call me Sister Gabry, and like all children play, they make a fuss when they find something new to play with, an empty can, a strange piece of wood. I tell you this: a day from a big Toyota a humanitarian organization have thrown out the window using a tissue moistened fragrant (filthy) Well a baby is to take it over, picked up and broke it smelled ecstatic. He had never seen one, is left to get all children and all have passed this tissue used to smell it, and then shouting out loud "SUOOOR GABRYYYYY" led him to see me asking for an explanation. Think even a handkerchief scented dirt is a novelty for them and a reason to wonder what you think ... ... but you are poor I assure you that inside is a lot richer.

I am happy to be here, they are my family, thank God I can do this, to help those in need.

My wish would be to give every village a water well. Water is the most valuable asset here, and there are few villages that have a well to pick it up. Women are miles and miles to go and take in the surrounding villages, and sometimes they are half-days off to bring home a bottle full of water for the whole family.

The water used for drinking , to clean and reduce infection and disease. It is also used to cook the polenta and the little rice that we can find. Water is essential .

To do well you have to call a technician, they can not do the villagers, you have to drill very deep because the ground water table is hundreds of meters underground, and the workers and drilling costs have high. Then you have to buy and install the hand pump and hoses to reach down to the ground and be able to extract water. To do well it takes an average of $ 4000. The figure varies depending on how many time need to drill the ground before finding the ground with water.

would be a great thing to be able to do at least 10 wells, 10 villages would be so employed for water and hundreds of women and children could be saved long walks under the scorching sun to bring home a few liters soon enough to survive. Ten wells would be $ 40,000.

And after these 10 wells, 10 more ... it a dream.

I hear you're trying to pick up your hand, not that I hold to say thank you, thank you for read this far, I just wanted to tell you a story, a true story, a bit 'sad I know but it is a story that your heart can give a lot of happiness, you will think, think about me, my children, their smiles, their cries, they'll run in your mind with a perfumed handkerchief in your hand and you'll remember me. Sister Gabry, a venerable Venetian nun that a day he entered your life.

beginning I told you about a mysterious protagonist , did not understand who he was? Were you , who chose to enter my site and you left me I take you by the hand and to lead in this way.

Now if you want you could choose again, if you look back, to greet the children and leave, or stoop, embrace them and help them realize those wells, and buy some 'food.

This I can give you the assurance that all your money will be fully invested in what I said, nothing will be used for different purposes, so that every penny donated is spent effectively to build wells, eat and buy food and medical supplies. Everything for the children and their families, and for the orphans.

If you want information about me you can call my Mother House in Milan ( Institute of the Sisters of Charity of Saints Bartholomew Capitanio and Vincenza Gerosa said of Maria Bambina) and ask questions that you think should be do.

The phone number is the 02.583451

address is: Via Santa Sofia 13 Milan

Their website: www.suoredimariabambina. org

___________________

If you want to communicate with me in Zambia you can send me an email to this address I will be happy to read you:

mtpagani@zamnet.zm

keep in mind that I will receive the email within a few days because I do not have my computer and email is received in the diocese by a sister company that will send me as soon as possible,

or you can write a letter to:

Sister Gabriella Trivellin

PO BOX n.660181

MONZA

ZAMBIA - AFRICA

or, if you want, you can call me:

the ur number Phone-in Monze Zambia is the

00263 - 03-250366

______________________

Maybe you'll remember me whenever you happen to use a tissue scented, you'll remember my children, of this now old nun some day you took my hand and told you these wonderful simple people.

And if even just a little 'the smile of these children you entered in the heart you really want to give them something to drink, and you can do, helping in the realization of my dream.

water, food, education and wellbeing. Cuddles are free, we put our sisters, my heart every day for the rest of us and may God help you too if you want.

Best wishes and thanks for listening.

God bless you.

Sister Gabry Trivellin

Mission Sisters of Maria Bambina

Via Santa Sofia, 13-20122 Milan

Postal Account 580 25 206

REMEMBER the reason

for the Mission of Sister Gabriella Trivellin, Monze - ZAMBIA

for building water wells and buy food and medicine

or:

bank account (CCB)

Banca Popolare di Sondrio
Agency-Milano No. 22 Via Santa Sofia, 12 - 20122 Milano
IBAN IT80 J056 9601 6210 0000 7010 X81
Sisters of Charity of Sts. Capitanio and Gerosa - Missions
account via Santa Sofia, 13 - 20122 Milano

with the same causal

for the Mission of Sister Gabriella Trivellin, Monze - ZAMBIA

for the creation of water wells and buy food and medicine

A water well costs about $ 4,000

that is just over EUR 3,000

Even a single euro is received, it takes about 3,000 people and we could dig a well

The first of many. Because water is life.

And you can say "I was there".

____________________________________

In our life there are always two ways to do something.

in the right way or wrong way.

We can always choose.

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So we got to the second year, we have just witnessed the beautiful concert by Walter Lupi (January 20 in Palermo "I Candelai"), master of the guitar lick from the lively and uncontrollable, yet rich and evocative images ... but here the whole program. To learn more, please visit the company http://www.gruppoteatrototem.it/ Totem Theatre Group, organizer of the review with the school of guitar music and I Candelai Kemonia Area, the theatrical space that hosts us. Palermo is also another magazine balarm.it web version,

http://www.balarm.it/articoli/vis.asp?IdArticolo=5710 and more on facebook http://www.facebook.com/maria . teresa.desanctis? ref = name .

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edition of The lawn and the well

So, just a memento to remember the friends who are in that area:

On 13 January at 17

Palermo

at the Hall Palace of the headstones in the Eagles

Augusto Cavadi, writer and philosopher

present

"The lawn and well"

stories

Maria Teresa de Sanctis

(ed. La Zisa - www.lazisa.it -, pp. 64, € 7)

author Maria Teresa de Sanctis

read excerpts

accompanied by guitarist Ivan Cammarata, author of the original music

"... The protagonists of these stories: that is crossed by atrocious duality the coincidentia oppositorum. The gift of life is also an injury and "the deaths only conquers death." The protagonists of these stories: fictional and invented to be true .. '. (From the foreword by Francesco Gambaro)

And yet here again the link to what the stories said the literary critic Salvatore Ferlita

http://marterdes.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive . html

(well or read it or read it ...)

and also the presentation will not only be a presentation since

Ian Cammarata plays while the author the law ... in short, everything a show!

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Just to be precise about film

Dear friends, I wanted to say that soon, very soon ... even now! Here, I wanted to say two things about some films and precisely on those films very interesting and would deserve much more attention than they have received, at least in Palermo. Meanwhile, for starters, here is a wonderful documentary called " In another country," Marco Turkish visa in 2006. The work, starting with a cut above the genre (documentary) has compared the film, that is the truth without filters but returned to the eye of the viewer as it is, shows (For those few who had not understood) on the one hand the amount of that famous maxi trial by judges Falcone and Borsellino (the amount of verbal statements, interviews, etc. for the dozens of defendants involved) and other as the main protagonists of this is touched very little in return and hence the title of the film. Here I show you the link with the review written by me for a web magazine for which I wrote at that time. If you have two minutes and you should read it, you will not regret.

http://www.balarm.it/Articoli/vis.asp?idArticolo=2332

And maybe if we also traced the film and I'll see you tell me your impression. And for the next film after I thought of the delicious French Stella, who has seen him? Ciaoooo

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So, I'm about a landslide. First, when I'm doing a show, a presentation, a public word of something (to keep it private for me!) I trust what they say and people who have always wondered something about my artistic activities, I am thrilled with momentum dismiss with an "I'll definitely!" ... We understand now and then intervene with the e-mail and then the fateful event on facebook, which is always something wrong but this time ... for example, about the presentation in Palermo on 13 January 17 hours of the headstones at the Hall of the Palace of the Eagles philosopher and writer Augusto Cavadi of my collection of stories "on the lawn and well", I put this link in which http://marterdes.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html

shows the involvement of the literary critic Salvatore Ferlita the presentation made by him in May 2009, an event with little result but with great satisfaction. For therefore propose that badly with low efficiency and the data transmission link, hoping that someone will actually more curious than interested in my writing (or not?) Read it. Well, now I run and I hope that many this time to participate. And another thing, my own stories are to be read aloud. CIAOOO Marter

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Today Jan. 9, I followed the news of Rai 3 14:30, the news about what is happening in Rosario in Calabria. So, for all the service we talked about the attacks of which the African immigrants were the victims and who react torching cars, blocking roads, destroying windows, etc. In the end, the last two - three minutes, the reporter explained how the Rosarno citizens, after years of help and assistance offered to Africans, are suffering from these attacks of violence (cars, roads but does not appear to people ...), which pretty much exact words for what immigrants have suffered serious things can not be permissible. " Small way, among the inhabitants of Rosarno, who tried to invest with an excavator an immigrant, who shot with a shotgun ... Fortunately the police (with his injured too ...) protected the immigrants from the fury of the inhabitants of Rosarno and now the Africans are leaving the country, where I also lived in appalling conditions inside an abandoned factory and for starvation wages. Yet even if exploited (it was even recently sent a report about this reality always Rai) worked (and years) and even managed to send their money in Africa. Another aside: a few days ago about The Republic was presented a book that told of a massacre of Italians in France at the end of 1800, as did his cousins the Alps are so ashamed to let everything into oblivion ... the rebels who then chased the French Italians were poor, uneducated and unable to work at the same pace of the Italians, mostly from Piedmont. Perhaps the Calabrian, reading this article, have had the inspiration? Who knows .... but who now collect the oranges and the rest in Calabria?