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Sei pronto a un'esperienza che cambierà la tua vita per sempre? Parti 6 mesi a Sofia in Bulgaria con Erasmus+!
SEYF è lieta di presentarvi un progetto di Servizio Volontario Europeo a Sofia, la capitale della Bulgaria: la città che cresce ma non invecchia!
SEYF vola in Tunisia con Erasmus per promuovere una cultura delle Pari Opportunità con 48 giovani attivisti e 8 ONG da Europa, Nord Africa e Medio Oriente.
SEYF goes to Tunisia with Eramsus for promoting a culture of gender equality and Equal Opportunities with 48 activitists and 8 NGOs from Europe, North Africa and Middle East.
Vi presentiamo 'Humans of Montesano', la mostra fotografica realizzata dal lavoro intenso di Tanya e Ruth per dare voce al quotidiano vivere dei giovani rifugiati ospiti nel Centro di accoglienza di Montesano Salentino.
"A febbraio di quest'anno ero in una situazione in cui mi chiedevo se stessi facendo la scelta giusta nella mia carriera. Ero in una posizione in cui non riuscivo a decidere che passo compiere successivamente. Un mio amico ha fatto il Servizio Volontario Europeo".
The journey that refugees take from their own country is a long and difficult one. Often resulting in permanent ailments and even death. However, with the only alternative being to remain in a hostile environment and risk death on their own doorstep, the fight or flight mode sets in. You must remember that I am no expert in this area and before three months ago I knew very little of the life of refugees, but having lived among them for some time I think it is important to share what I know and understand now.
I work with forty refugees (as I may have mentioned a few times before) and every single person that has made this journey has a different story. However, they all have one thing in common… they all have a life-threatening motive for leaving their own home. I can’t imagine, no matter how hard I try, to put myself in the shoes of someone that cannot live in their own country because they find a religion that differs to that of their family, or to have a gun pointed at me because I love someone of the same sex or to be punished physically for my political opinion. These are all liberties that I have completely taken for granted in my lifetime, living as an Irish girl in the 21st century in a progressive country.
When they leave their own country, whether from Nigeria, Ghana, Ivory Coast, Bangladesh or many others the normal route is to travel to Libya through the Sahara Desert. This is where the nightmare begins. Libya is attractive to those who have not visited the country because they hear words such a “jobs” and “money” but the reality is grim and full of corruption. Libya hosts many immigrant detention centres filled with people that they have arrested due to lack of personal identification documents. Within these centres people are left without medical attention, often without enough food, crammed into small living quarters and locked behind bars with a large volume of people to one bathroom facility. The “lucky” ones that make it onto a balloon-like boat that reaches international waters follow the dream of living in Europe and building a better life here.
Every day in the centre that I work in, the refugees start to become like family …slowly and shamefully it becomes easier to forget their plight. Until one day maybe you ask a certain question and their face clouds a little with the memories. “Yes, Libya is dangerous, very very dangerous…if I had known what it would be like in Libya maybe I would not have gone”, “the journey on the water was very difficult. We had to raise our legs in front of us and keep them there for 5 hours straight”, “I miss my children and my wife …. I have an 8month year old son that I have never met, but maybe one day I can give him a better life”, “In Libya we had no home, we stayed outside without shelter and slept on the ground. We were a large group and I watched a lot of people die ...from gunshots, physical beatings and starvation...”
Every time that I listen to a new story I see a different person stand before me and I know that to reach the people of Italy, the Italians must hear these stories.
Va bene… I am here in South Italy almost for 2 months, and all the time I’m trying so hard to understand the people speaking in Italian… sometimes it works, but sometimes it definitely doesn’t ahahaha. During these 2 months I understood that this part of Italy is amazing, there are so many places which are like pieces of Paradise, so many lovely coasts, bays, turquoise waters, sunsets and amazing masterpieces of the Mother Nature. But there is one small or maybe not so small problem… if you don’t have a car here, you are stuck in one place, it is almost impossible to move from one to another place. The trains are an adventure because you feel like a star in a movie from the last century and even if they are on time it is quite possible to not get to your direction alive (it is a joke… or maybe not). The trains are really slow and it would take you a year to reach the destination you want. So here in Montesano it is a challenge to socialize with the local people because most of them don’t speak English and my Italian doesn’t exist yet but it is funny sometimes when trying to have a conversation with them. The most popular phrase during the summer is “Molto caldo!” and it is like saying “hello” to someone.
But I want to tell you that if you want to have a magical holiday, Salento (Italy) is the right place! The whole region is amazing and you can find a piece of magic in every place ‘til the end of the heel where the two seas meet – Adriatic and Ionian. All you need is your summer mood, adventure spirit, some sunscreen and an Italian phrasebook!
Oh I have almost forgotten to tell you about my new friend Verde the lizard he is really small and fast. He lives in my bathroom and most of the time he tries to play hide and seek with me but I know that he loves me no matter what!
Tanya (and Verde)