Fanatic and jealous of the press, my friend Emma and I used to use the internet sporadically until recently. Prompted by our friends, little by little, we have become part of this fantastic world sharing news and solitude. And it is right in front of this screen, before looked upon with suspicion, that our precious friendship began.
Emma is in her forties, a beautiful woman with youthful ways, even if knowing her life, everyone would give her more. He tells me about his difficult life with such lightness that it seems to have never been touched by problems. Optimism, strength and a smile are its magical ingredients. "Life would be very sad without them and sadness wastes time and life," he often tells me.
Emma graduated in Italian Contemporary Literature in Tirana and still continues to study cultivating her interests. He speaks seven languages well and 4 Italian dialects. Grandson of grandparents intellectuals graduated in Italy in the 1939, they taught her as a child the Italian and the culture of this country they loved so much. He loves music since she was born. He learned to walk, to talk, but not to understand music because it was already in his nature. The soprano grandmother and the piano teacher mother are accomplices.
Arrives in Italy in the 1990 during the period of radical changes in Albania. Having obtained the right of political asylum, he begins his new life in the Bel Paese where his fantasy has been unleashed since he was a child. To his energetic 23 years, instead begins what would have turned out to be an ordeal rather than a dream!
The job offer was not only scarce, but also poorly paid. Living in dignity, in a small studio apartment in Rome, meant working twice as hard and above all compromising with herself to find a job. Knowledge of languages, culture, music, intelligence, style, the rich way of expressing oneself became an obstacle.
No company was looking for staff in the cultural and artistic field as soon as they recognized the non-Italian accent, and did not even want a clerk so clean! The Italian paradox left us stunned! His family needed his help and the price of a serene life at least material was to renounce his dreams.
In this way he began to put aside the dream of journalism, then slowly saw him move away and replace other professions such as the maid, dishwasher, domestic help, babysitter, fruit picker, bartender.
Forced to do these jobs, he also lived in other regions of Italy, traveling dragging behind his suitcases weighed down by books and encyclopedias. "The puffs of air", as she calls them, were short experiences as Russian interpreter and repetitions of literature and foreign languages to the children of the owners.
Affectionate to the elderly lady to whom she is a caregiver, today she leads a life full of music and readings, characteristics of the cultured woman which she is and has always been. Not at all jealous of her knowledge, she shares her culture and information with me. My travels in his world are full of surprises. Emma, the lady carer who speaks seven languages, is my friend!
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