Dearest friends who follow the steps of space intercultural youth, we shared with some consistency appointments and reflections that emerged during the meetings so far made, often using different methods (from the video to the comic, the usual story of “The Friend of people “, ie social) but still not tell you a letter we had written.
In this time they have come to meet events and occasions that we took as an opportunity to live and share, not only among ourselves. Towards the end of March, the date of our meeting coincided with the presence of about fifty members of diocesan Caritas from different parts of Italy and we decided to spend the evening with them, know them, let them know about this attempt to decline inter-culture among young people and – maybe, why not? – Also awaken in them the desire to groped something similar in their towns, where surely many young people want to have a space open to differences. And we discovered the beauty of a report that is to experience together. And as is well suited to this inter-culture! Who carries in his heart the reality of the meeting.
Meanwhile, Germany has joined the proposal to test ourselves in the preparation of a staged reading entitled “That morning in Lampedusa”. And ‘the collection of testimonies of survivors of the sinking of the October 3, 2013 in Lampedusa, together with those of the fishermen who have saved and other witnesses. A theme at all easy, especially painful for us, that the shipwreck and other similar events we have lived near or directly on our skin. But we discussed it and decided to accept the challenge of giving a voice to the voiceless so on, while having a decisive word to say that – maybe will surprise you – is “hope.”
And just as we decided to roll up our sleeves to work on this project, we had the idea to take advantage of 25 April to make us a picnic at “Casa San Luigi” in Racalmuto. And right there, between games, jokes, songs and specialties prepared by each, we took for the first time in his hands the script, to do our reading it and letting him read our stories, our travel, the questions that those and other facts arouse in us. There, on a day in which everything had the flavor of an intensity and a surprising simplicity, we started to realize that joy and pain somehow belong together, which is a more solid root in the depth that the other digs. As if life, when we open up, we knew the turn in his favor even worse.
On May 12, we have taken another step in deepening of the text that will represent and, again, we have collected the occasion that the circumstances were offered: the birthday of one of us, the first birthday in Italy! 19 years old! And once again the memory of the pain and death that happened and still happen, they bounced into an explosion of celebration. The most difficult task? Stop dancing.
Well, this time we really need to tell you, to try to see if, together, we help to find out where we’re bringing this adventure we started in November last year. We are traveling, we are with you and something tells us that the fellow travelers become more every day, near and far.
And now we want to invite you to relive with us “that morning to Lampedusa”, to turn it into life and future. But for now we can only tell you that it will be an evening of August to Grenade! Until next time to find out more.