Amelia Di Pietro
"Know therefore that there is nothing higher, stronger, more healthy and more useful than a good memory ... if a man can raise a lot of these memories and take them in for life unless he is forever. " These words are from "The Brothers Karamazov" by Dostoyevsky. I comes to mind as I listened to a woman who kept a lot of memories there. "Today, the memory is the essential part of my every day and the hours are never enough to satisfy the desire to recover, retrace, review the past." So begins the novel "A leaf of lemon verbena" Serena Pulga, which recounts the memories of his life, spent in the Tuscan countryside Tuscan-Emilian Apennines devastated by war. A physical memory, made with the body. A memory made of perfumes, evoked from the title, touch, sight. A memory then, using all five senses to tell and tell. Pulga
I met Serena for the first time last night at the literary salon of Finucci Patrick Gallo.
wavy white hair, plain clothes, all dressed in white, with a string of pearls twisted around his neck. Clothing that reflects her style of writing. Clear, clean, no frills, basic. Serena Pulga is one of those women who send in all its essence, the wisdom of those who saw and knew many things with the consciousness and intelligence to decipher and understand the relationship, such as the Montessori would say, of all the episodes of his life . Founded in 1923, has experienced one of the most difficult periods of our history and decided to go over eighty years of the long journey of his life through the magic thread of memories and words. He did so after many, many years after the events, making the memories settle in the memory and creating a product seconded to the events, told in a size that could almost be fabulous. She told us a war not only made of bombings and guns. A war that destroys the normal course of life, and this is perhaps the most tragic thing that this incident may cause. Each habit of life is turned upside down and the main feature of the days is the deprivation from food up to the little things.
The intellectual honesty of this woman is perceived by his stories. Do not hesitate in affirming that when fascism took hold in Italy she was a supporter of this movement: "My father was against fascism and I liked andargli also firmly believe that fascism would return Italy to its value." But a little episode to allow a thirteen year old to understand that Serena was not the case. A trivial episode in itself, the encounter on the train of two soldiers who were returning from Greece, where they fought: "In my imagination, because it wanted us to believe, I thought that the soldiers were happy people, who were struggling with conviction for the home. Was enough, however, see the expression of those two soldiers on the train for gelarmi. There were two faces of despair and un'abulia unique. They were crippled. Then I realized that not everything had to be as good as told us. "
So yesterday evening, between irony and bitterness we followed a key historical period for our country. As we speak, I realized that we know all too little.
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