picture Grittini: http://www .aldamerini.com / album_foto / index.htm
photos Bonfanti: http://www.marcelbon.com/index.html
"Poesia a Giuliano Grittini, fotografo". Adapted from www.aldamerini.it . The story of the poet is as disarmingly simple and flap positions between observer and observed, the stigma turns into an icon. Alchemy acute sensitivity or incomprehensible?
Unleash Storm
That same day I was dead friend, a dear friend who had rejected the asylum. She was punished, very clean and ordnata, but failed to emerge from her as I do anything. The St. Paul pushed her away, she found herself alone with a husband who did not want to see. It was Christmas and he loved her so much that he had prepared and a party worthy of their love. His name was Michael and he was the local policeman who founded the party on the canals, you are one of the most beautiful girls on both sides. Maybe he wanted to love her, she did not want. My reaction was violent, as his distaste for life.
also died the very day you Scarlett S. Valentino. And then I, despite my bronchitis, I stripped naked in front of Julie and said, "... we do ... scandal, a scandal darker than that of the asylums. Twelve photos came out so beautiful that I could not approve them. But they were different, they were placid and ironic as I did not want to be there. Among other things, with all quell'adipe I wore, the traces of past torture does not you just saw.
Grittini not touched me. He put the photo and since then, he knew that all my sufferings, did not let me anymore. Thanks to him I won all the awards possible. But he had a tle respect for me, I realized that I like him inside the artistic value of photography. "
(Alessandro Riva, taken from" The Dark Side of Literature ")
Da " Non si muore tutte le mattine " romanzo di Vinicio Capossela.
Il rapporto sulla infanzia in Italia e nel Mondo
http://www.unicef.it/flex/cm/pages/ServeBLOB.php/L/IT/IDPagina/1090
http://www.corriere.it/Primo_Piano/Cronache/2005/12_Dicembre/14/unicef.shtml
http://www.repubblica.it/2005/l/sezioni/esteri/rapunicef/rapunicef/rapunicef.html
Voglio davvero far vedere alla comunità che anche con l'Hiv si possono fare un sacco di cose. Si può aiutare la gente. Essere sieropositivi non significa che si deve stare seduti ad aspettare l'aiuto degli altri.
Vivo a Kibera da 10 anni. Quando ho scoperto di essere sieropositivo stavo studiando per diventare un insegnante elementare nella regione del Mount Kenya. Puntavo in alto, volevo andarmene dal Kenya e viaggiare in altri paesi. Ho dovuto interrompere il corso perché continuavo ad ammalarmi. In ospedale mi è stato fatto il test ed è risultato positivo. E' davvero una brutta storia. Il college ha saputo dei risultati dall'ospedale e il preside mi ha detto: "Qui insegniamo a gente attiva, non teniamo gente che non partecipa". Ho dovuto lasciare il college, mi sentivo spacciato. Mi sentivo a pezzi, senza alcuna speranza, non vedevo un futuro. Sapevo che i sieropositivi sono degli emarginati sociali perché tutti pensano che moriranno presto. Ero scioccato, perché sapevo che sarei diventato uno di loro e che la comunità mi avrebbe additato come tale. Ho pensato di buttarmi sotto un treno. Mi trasferii a casa di un amico, ma non gli dissi di essere sieropositivo. La casa era piccola e io dormivo nel suo letto quando lui era al lavoro. Ma lui mi ha fatto capire che voleva che me ne andassi.
Ho incontrato un assistente di nome Tom al centro di Msf. Abbiamo parlato dei miei problemi a lungo. Mi hanno fatto un test "CD4" per verificare se era il caso di cominciare a prendere retrovirali. Il risultato era che avrei dovuto già prenderli da tempo. Ma sono stato fortunato. I farmaci hanno cambiato la mia vita. E' stato difficile cominciare la terapia retrovirale. Non ho avuto veri effetti collaterali, però ho perso l'appetito. Dopo alcuni mesi, però, ho cominciato a notare il cambiamento. Mi sentivo forte. Potevo stare in piedi per ore. Ho cercato un lavoro e sono diventato insegnante in una scuola di bambini orfani per l'epidemia di Hiv. Guadagno enough to pay the rent. I met other people living with the virus, like me. We have formed a support group and talk a lot. We get the courage to live with each other in a positive way and I realize that I become more and more brave. People need to know that HIV is something that you can live with, not a death sentence. Now I work as a receptionist at the clinic HIV. I really like because I'm dealing with HIV-positive people, like me. Things are so changed for me over the past two years. I put on a few pounds and do a hard work. I know I can get everything I want and that my family will have the benefits of my work. All mocked my mother when it was discovered that I was HIV positive, but now I can help. All thanks to drugs. If it were not for the drugs free of MSF, I do not know what would have happened, many would have died, including me. Therapy should be free for everyone. I'm not African countries to want their poverty. HIV is a global problem, and Africa is part of the world!
When I realized that my friends were talk about me around telling everyone that I had the virus, I just wanted to kill myself. I felt discriminated against, that my life was over, nobody wanted me. Two weeks later I was going around in Kibera wondering what to do and where to go. By chance, I found a brochure on MSF and assistance that gave to people living with HIV. I read it and went looking for the clinic. When I arrived at the clinic, I found a nurse named Florence. I told her that I was desperate and decided to commit suicide. She listened, then told me that was not the best choice, it was better to do.
now spend much of my time to make speeches on health issues and educate people about HIV. In this picture, I was talking to two girls who are in school with my sister. I was explaining to them that the disease is transmitted by sexual contact and that the only way to know if you've been infected, it is tested for HIV. Sometimes I wonder: will another generation? So, a little 'time ago, I decided to organize un gruppo per educare più giovani possibile sul virus. All'inizio eravamo in sette, adesso siamo in trenta.
