"I thought I had seen a comprehensive range of places where the Roma are continually driven camp, including Dante's circle of the factory collapsed in the rubble between Rubattino and mice (20 November )
What I saw today is much, much worse.
Bovisa, a multi-storey building was never completed, of which there are only horizontal and vertical steel pillars and slabs. All apparently abandoned for years.
moving a sheet from the sidewalk leads to a wild meadow, cross it and reach the building: no trace of the Roma, not one, not a voice.
It runs alongside the building, which is its skeleton, including dirt, and household and start a slide down until you get under the building where they live in semi-darkness rom 7 or 8 families. Underground and with very little light filtering, with the cold winds, very cold created by full and empty spaces.
We get used to low light (there are four, three teachers and a lady volunteer) and we begin to see in igloo tents, children, people: ghosts, shadows, afraid that do not go out in the meadow where the sun makes the temperature more flexible to avoid being seen. The people of Milan underground.
We all talk about the cold, but still more than the announced eviction tomorrow. No one complains, no one asks us anything.
While there are a Roma woman cleans the kitchen (they take to the water fountain near the square), change the sheets journalists who tablecloths, warm a pan of water and washes the dishes. Another purpose of the concrete floor: the space in which you are clean, order reigns in the tents, but it seems like the mice, we are underground to the cold and damp smelling.
Cristina, 10 years of our pupils, asks us to study a book: she went to school there, but the ongoing evictions have made it impossible for the frequency. We asked when he can return. All the while we are there will never go out from the arms of her teacher.
Romeo, six years, when he sees his teacher stops still and remains so for a while ', but meanwhile the face is transformed and becomes one big smile, it appears that bursts into light. Then he runs over and jumps in her arms.
to us only in comparison, much respect and great education, cuddling and tenderness toward children.
We coddle them to us our school children and even their siblings.
I wonder where else in the world, people are forced to live like that and also the fear of being expelled from the underground, perhaps in the sewers of Bucharest? Perhaps the most unfair in Africa? Maybe in the favelas of Brazil?
It is difficult to come away from there, and when we go do not comment. A Roma woman wishes us "good March 8."
Flaviana Robbiati
March 7, 2010 - one of the many days of incivility in Milan "
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