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Today, some students studying at the Cattaneo High School in Modena, have come to visit Sanpa. We talked about our passions, each one of us has one… or at least I think each one of us should have one! As to me, my passion is to write, there are several reasons why: I love to write, I do not know exactly why, but all I know is that I love to write. I was asked to write an essay explaining what it means for me to write. Well, it sounds weird, but I had to start it all over again, […]

Four years have flown by and as always I like you, perhaps even more so now. I’m watching the rainfall, wind that creates tornadoes made up of flower petals and grey clouds that cover the skies. It’s been so long since we’ve last spoken, I’m not even sure that I would be able to talk. It’s hard to find the right words when for so long just our glances spoke for us. “How are you? What are you doing? What are you thinking?”. These are the first questions that I would ask you. If I close my eyes, the sound […]

If I had to compare my life to something, I would definitely associate it with a war. Ever since I was little I fought against the indifference of my parents and against the teasing of my schoolmates. I fought not to be unnoticed, to be accepted by the group. I have fought against all the healthy principles my grandparents have taught me. I fought so that I could be the most popular of all, not to feel alone, but above all, I fought against myself. I became a great soldier over time. I was able to betray, hurt, humiliate, lie, […]

We started to glimpse some lights, after a few minutes we were inside. The club was complete to the full of its life, it was night-time and I felt at home. That pounding music gave me a feeling of inner peace, blocking all my thoughts, and to cope being there, ecstasy was the best drug. No one looked at me whereas people usually did, wherever I was and with who ever I was with. My friends came to greet me happy to see me, I was in peace with the world. My only concern was to get some junk. After […]

Now reality for me is a beautiful song. I walk under this gray sky of which shades I don’t miss out. This sky that someone would say: “It doesn’t promise anything good” but as far as I know, the mere fact that it’s there above my head, is the confirmation that it has kept the promise it made to me in those days when I could not look at it. While walking step by step the landscape around seems immense and boundless, feeling tiny now that I can walk losing myself. I curiously look on roads and country lanes that […]

I always had trouble at school, I didn’t really like to study and I always felt less than my classmates. I was constantly made fun of and life became a living hell. When the time came to choose a direction in which I would study, taking my parent’s advice and not wanting to let them down, I joined the Agrarian Institute. Just to make them happy, I ended up choosing an area of study that I didn’t even like and this ended up making me feel bad. However, I could not speak with them, talk about what I was feeling, […]

Hi, I’m Cristoph, I’m 38 years old and I come from Macerata a town in the Italian region of Le Marche. My family is composed of: my mother Michela, my father Roberto, my brother Stefano and my two sisters Sabrina and Cristina. As a child I was excited to have siblings with whom to play with, but over the years that enthusiasm ended. Every sibling that was born made me feel as if they had diverted my moms attentions from me. I felt terrible. When I was born my parents were very young and my grandparents had always been against […]

A girl points her iphone at us, we are three males and seven females, we’re doing a selfie. We take a photo to post on Snapchat and Facebook, to show to our friends that we are cool. That our life is the coolest, however one should really consider this: all these guys I’m with, know who I’m but I have no idea who they are. It is standard procedure for a “PR”. I’m sixteen and I have learnt well the simple mechanism: more guys get in clubs with my name, the more money I make. I’m the one who makes […]

“You need some sort of chaos inside to create a dancing star” (Friedrich Nietzsche) I feel overwhelmed by the looks. I sense their judgments weighing on me like boulders. I cannot afford being a disappointment. I being the one who amazes and leaves everyone open-minded, I cannot afford a mediocre performance. Win or don’t participate in anything. “Being superior or not at all, this is the new dilemma.” I’m on the dance floor now. It’s my turn. Dance. It’s not like when I’m alone in front of a mirror with my music. I’m not alone, everybody’s eyes are on me […]

I have a friend who has a problem: he sees himself fat. Well, it’s not just an impression; he’s actually a bit overweight. This creates a whole series of problems that made him struggle to hang around with people and to have a life equal to those of his age. For example, he didn’t want to have anything to do with girls. He didn’t go out with his friends, not that he had many. He couldn’t get passionate about anything; he had no hobbies. He tried to do some sport, but he did not succeed, because of his clumsiness. So […]

From an early age I felt something inside me. Emotions. Dreams. Like music. But I still couldn’t realize it. The only thing I knew was that the world was traveling at another speed, with other times whereas my dreams and I, had to adapt to others. In my house there had always been a lot of rules, my brother and I could hardly argue. Whenever there was a problem, even a petty one, we held family meetings that could last up to four hours. A wrong answer, a slammed fork on the table: all behaviors over the top, corresponded to […]