"Like a Rose Kennedy," reflections of cozy Guiomar
Pilin you watched in silence for a while ', his reasoning seemed, and probably reached the far corners, then you smiled and said: Come, let's go ... from there, to talk of many things he did, what we did in Milan (Paolo and I), of how I thought about this or that ... I had to make the jump through hoops to put together my best cards because I knew that not knowing has been satisfied with any superficial comment, but that the attack would come back with more questions or with its typical very sarcastic but polite notes about things and people. And I did not want to disappoint you! Sometimes it gave me the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing resigned to a role, only to be amazed by organizing meetings, initiatives, interviews for the school dance as a professional with exceptional people and very quickly ... This part of the person who could do and give much more if the conditions were combined in different ways fascinated me and scared me at the same time ( because it is common to many women, and why not, he could also become mine): It was the fate of so many women of the last century (now), who had ability, intelligence, and who had the privilege of amassing a remarkable culture, but not luck or chance - if not broken very difficult and sometimes painful (as in the case of my mother) - to find a role that would allow them to express them, of plasma, regurgitated important ... How many women knew and went to Turin in the same Pilin of those years? Artists, lawyers, journalists (Bianca Guidetti Serra, Carla Gobel, Anna Sagna ..) and many others that remained in their traditional roles, sometimes alongside men who counted among the intellectuals, the bourgeoisie of Turin lit ... Well, not I never felt even the temptation to criticize them for not break the rules, because all of them, as Pilin, I knew better, in their area - family, social relations, politics - have had, I think, through their children or affiliates, a sort of role as a "healthy carrier" of ideas that they themselves could not possibly put in place, but the transmission. I think this was the "great work" of Pilin. "He has done" only within the limits of possibility, but it did a lot of respect to make it clear: "This can be done" (which is what you said, I would say to Patrick, Paolo, Stefano, Erika and Barbara). You can think with an open mind, you can face the blows of life - and I can not imagine what it might be like to lose a young son Stephen was then you can talk about things you can think politically taboo, and sometimes quite daring, although is always a great lady, where being a woman meant to combine great privileges with great sensitivity (and to love and learn from that grumpy of Goffedo Fofi, confess to having read twice Giovanni Testori's interview or listen carefully to the arguments of Fausto Bertinotti). From the United States a few times I happened to think of as a Pilin Rose Kennedy in the "provincialism" - passatemelo - Turin had done and was doing his best to raise, even as a hen adopted, as in my case, a generation of children and not only that it was at least up to the best of his generation (that of the Resistance, the artists who had met Bella Hutter, etc.). In this whole thing worthwhile I include of course - but they know - Marcel and Ata, which was the sine qua non of the structure and much more, of course, crisp air that is breathed in Pino Torinese.
consciousness of the privilege (not only social, but also for education and education) is much more difficult to manage, I think, the privilege tout-court, especially if combined with a great sensitivity. And dare (without improvising an expert in anything!) That this has contributed to the difficulties and suffering of women like my mother or Pilin (intelligent and educated) in the last years of their lives.
Pilin I suffered a lot when you are sick, because unfortunately I understand neurological diseases, and because it seemed very cruel that a person could give so much more - and with which I enjoyed very much to go around in libraries, shopping, chatting in the superb cake shops in Turin or find someone who could re-weave the scarf from which Paul had not separated after more Chile - was silenced so terribly by fate. Sometimes, however, I am comforted by reviewing the films of Woody Allen's Everyone Says I Love You, where the coprotagonistaho always seen smiling to myself, a nice version of New York Pilin.
Guiomar Parada
10/04/2009
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