08/07/2024
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Free Life
An excerpt. We really need a clinic of memories, as Georgi Gosdopinov writes in his novel Chronorifugio , where people go to recover memories lost in time or in people's heads. If I had to choose my favorite decade to relive, as happens to people in Gosdopinov's novel, I would choose without hesitation the first one I lived in. Because it's the oldest, the most distantly experienced, the most different from today, wrapped in the mythical aura of childhood when you don't know where reality ends and where the fairy tale begins, through fantasy. It dates back to a primitive era, still without TV and household appliances, used recently and by a few pioneers. The key to opening that fabulous drawer, beyond the enchantment of life seen through the magic eyes of childhood - the primordial discovery of things, the charm of the first time of everything, the pleasure of discovering yourself in the world and conquering a piece of life and knowledge every day - is the open sesame of that magic time, that place, that world that no longer exists: free life.
It is life within reach , outdoors, without price and without pretensions, simple and generous, free, where everything is accessible to everyone: the refreshment of the fountains, the rest of the benches, the public garden, the fruit hanging from the trees, the carob trees offered by the branches to the wayfarers, the stream in which you wash yourself and your clothes, the games played with what you have available, without tools, plus the imagination of a rule or an object that you easily build with your own hands; and then the free sea, like the woods and the countryside. Are you thirsty? You don't go to the bar but you drink at the fountain, and even at home you don't buy mineral water but you draw from the pumps and streams. The fountains in the summer were crowded meeting places, people drinking, filling jugs, washing their feet, where children are rushed in their water games to make the adults drink. Are you hungry for a snack? You pick a fruit from the tree and eat it; as long as it is a fruit you can also pick it from a tree that belongs to someone, you are not plundering it, it is not a sin. In fact, the opposite would be true, not giving drink to the thirsty and food to the hungry, as we were taught. Do you want to rest? There is no need to order something at a table, you sit on the bench, as they still do, especially the old people in the village and you wait, you wait for the time to pass, the heat, the tiredness. When you are old, time is long and life is short; the opposite of young people, for whom the hours pass quickly but the years ahead are many.
I ricordi dormono accanto a noi. A volte è bello svegliarli e svegliarsi con loro. Si apre un mondo che credevi di non conoscere, invece ci vivevi dentro, e