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Aung San Suu Kyi


Burma, Mandalay, in the little house of mustaches Brothers, in August 2007

morning Aung San Suu Kyi has been arrested again. Daughter of General Aung San, considered the liberator of Burma from British rule, the Nobel Peace Prize in 1991, founder and leader of the National League for Democracy party inspired by the principles of nonviolence and respect for human rights, Aung San Suu Kyi has lived and studied in India and England. In 1988, he decided to return to Myanmar to care for her mother in very poor health, but was immediately put under house arrest by the granting of freedom if he agreed to leave his country. Aung San Suu Kyi refused, knowing that if he accepted, would never be able to return.
As a result of popular movements of 1988, the military junta decided to hold general elections, which took place in 1990. Aung San Suu Kyi won overwhelmingly, so that was to become Prime Minister of Burma. But of course the Government would never have been able to allow, and in fact, a coup, took power over Myanmar, nullifying the election results and setting new Aung San Suu Kyi under house arrest.
In 1995, the arrests were dismissed, but she remained in a state of semi-freedom, without being able to leave the country without seeing his family. She was not even allowed to return from her husband when they were diagnosed with cancer, because if he had left the country would not have been granted a visa to return. Her husband died two years later.
In 2003, aboard a convoy with many activists of the League, suffered an attack. Many people died, but she managed to escape. However, it was once again arrested and time under house arrest. Since then, arrests have been continuing until today, despite international pressure and the hopes of his release that she had circulated in the aftermath of October 2007 uprising.
seemed that Aung San Suu Kyi would be freed soon, but today the news of his re-arrest because, apparently, the violation of house arrest for having hosted an American who would reach his home by swimming across the small lake on which stands the house in Rangoon.

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Women Padaung


Burma, Inle Lake, Donna Padaung, August 2007

During our trip to Burma, we had a few days on Inle Lake, Shan State. The Shan State is inhabited by people of different tribes and ethnic groups, such as the Intha, the Shan, the Pa-Ho, the Padaung. During the visit of the lake with the canoe, one of the must-visits (in the sense that the guides do their best to take you there and there's no way we have to go) is the "giraffe women" ugly name for Women Padaung who still use to stretch their necks with metal rings. With my usual Western mind, I was rather shocked that you did this idea is still to young women, not to say to girls. It really bothered me that some of these women were, so to speak, "month in the exhibition" in a specie di negozio di souvenirs, dove tutti i turisti venivano portati a vederle mentre tessevano le loro tele.


Birmania, Lago Inlè, Donna Padaung, agosto 2007

Da qualche giorno, però, ho iniziato a leggere un libro che sta cambiando (almeno parzialmente, perchè continuo a pensare che sia orrendo il fatto che vengano mostrate come animali in uno zoo) il mio modo di vedere le cose: "Il ragazzo che parlava col vento". L'autore, Pascal Khoo Thwe, è un uomo di etnia Padaung, un esule, che ha partecipato alla rivolta del 2007, riuscendo a salvarsi. Nelle prime pagine egli racconta la sua infanzia nel villaggio, nella grande casa dove le nonne erano le undisputed queens, storyteller, master of the house, wonderful characters with long necks. He explains their unbelievable tradition
" The rings are formed by a long coil made of an alloy of silver, brass and gold. Only girls born in the auspicious days of the week while the moon is growing and are chosen for wear them. These girls are starting to take animals from the age of five, when the neck is ringed for a short time daily. As they grow older, you add more rings. The rings are changed when they marry, and added spirals longer - one above and one below the main one.
(...) Our ancestors allowed us to touch the their "armor" when we were sick. You could touch the ring only to draw their magic power - to treat a disease, to bless a trip. They were like a sacred portable shrine of the family. It is a practice trative pù ancient Buddhism, but was later absorbed by religion. Women also slipped some money in their rings. For us children it was like walking among the Christmas trees, filled with family treasures and miraculous powers. (...) They were wearing white robes and black skirts with red linings and their heads wrapped in swaddling clothes pink. Wove sheets, dresses, skirts, towels and the like on a traditional loom.
Mu Kya grandmother's neck was longer than a foot. He had spent a couple of giorni prima di essere in grado di sostenere la sua testa dopo aver deciso di togliere gli anelli per sempre. Le sono state fatte speciali camicie con colletti molto alti. Eravamo soliti prenderla in giro - e adularla - dicendo che Elvis Presley aveva chiaramente copiato il suo stile ".


Birmania, Lago Inlè, Bambina Padaung, agosto 2007

Hungarian For Congratulations

Firenze, Papavero, maggio 2009

La mia nonna aveva una passione per i fiori. Quando ancora abitava in città, in un palazzo anonimo, davanti alla sua bottega, il suo piccolo terrazzo era l'unica macchia di colore in tutta la strada. Riusciva a farci get everything in those two miserable square feet of space and all bloomed profusely.
When my grandparents left the shop, came to live with us, in a small apartment next to ours, but with a huge garden around. It was then that my grandmother was expressed to the fullest. Under her care grew and grew the most beautiful azaleas and rhododendrons blooming longer. The pots were always filled with colorful flowers and roses bloom from May to October. He had a space for diseased plants, where the cured, where planted in small pots, where he put the cuttings to make roots. There were always bottles of dark glass with sprigs of oleander in, put into water to root, and camellias, they loved the shadow, there were cared for.
There was no time of day that I could find to remove the dead leaves, weeding, remove faded flowers.
And following her I learned the names of plants, counting the nodes of the branches to find the point where it should be pruned to distinguish the desired land for this or that type of plant.


Florence, displays of flowers, poppies in bloom, in May 2009

When I was little, she would take me every year at the Flower Show, held in Florence from 25 April to 1 May. It was once held in Piazza della Signoria and I still remember that made me choose an annual plan for myself. Once I chose pink and white azalea, then was the turn of the Black Rose, Daisy, Rhododendron cream.
Then she grew up and whitewashed. So it was that the parties were reversed and I was to bring the exhibition, in the meantime had moved in Piazza SS. Annunziata, and then to the Parterre. For her it was a party bigger than Christmas.
then, I never stopped going, even when she is no longer able to come. And then he left us. Only
transfer to Camogli I finally stopped that appointment, but I felt a touch of nostalgia each year, when he arrived April 25.
This year, for a fortunate coincidence, they are able to return. Now the show is held at Horticultural Gardens for several years, in a beautiful park. Girare di nuovo tra quei petali, quei colori, quei profumi, mi ha emozionato più di quanto potessi pensare. Mi sentivo felice, come da bambina, accanto a lei.


Firenze, mostra dei Fiori, maggio 2009