In these two weeks, me and Vince we were a little 'around, looking for direction and inspiration for the future course of my research. Ambohimahamasina temporarily abandoned, then we Ambositra stationed in the Malagasy capital of the craft, a lot 'to the north. In this region, in fact there are two sites that could provide interesting food for my reflections on the anthropological tourism is a Soatanana, rural town famous for silk weaving wildlife. The other is a collection of villages inhabited by ethnic zafimaniry. The
zafimaniry, "people of the woods", are famous for their skill in wood carving. They live in villages with difficult access, in which more or less regularly, receive visits by tourists. In 2005, their art is a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Soon then, try to understand a little 'better than what it is. For now, we're pretty busy trying to get a good touch up to it, as simple as tourists go, as well as being excessively costly, it would be methodologically the most appropriate choice.
And just looking looking for, we happened to knock on the door of a house green and yellow. The house Fanomezantsoa. Fanomezantsoa is a home for children of prisoners. Its backbone is called John and is from Venice. Joan has 24 years, and as Vince says, the face of choice. Open and smiling face, a look that invites to confidence, has been here for 4 years and has invested everything: the resources and above all the heart. Italians abroad are able to be nice people. "Mine was a pique," she says, rolling the words fast one behind the other, in his Venetian accent. When he speaks Malagasy totally changes the tone of voice, but the speed remains the same. In both cases, you find it difficult to keep up. " Why, I said, if the parents have committed a crime, must be paid to children, left to live on the street, trying to live among the stalls of the market, destined, sooner or later, to finish well in their a vicious circle? "So I began his visits in prison, the first contacts with authorities to obtain information about who was left behind in a family split up by the crime, separated by a double-locked door delivery. Little by little, has collected thirty children, between marmocchietti unsteady on his legs and chubby little girls a bit 'bigger. Everyone has a story, more or less painful. Everyone needs: rice, love, and regain confidence. A Fanomezantsoa, \u200b\u200bchildren have a place to live, at least until the parents return in freedom, the possibility of going to school, a hot meal and the warmth of an extended family. Giovanna
rejects the idea of \u200b\u200bdepending completely from the outside, so, to ensure financial continuity his plan, as well as some intermittent help from the Diocese of Venice, you are given a little 'to do: he joined the family a home-school music and a recording studio, a rice mill decorticate and soon a farm for the moment still under construction. In addition, a pair of vans in the dry season are service taxy-bush, with her driving. And here also broken a blow for women's empowerment: the women who drive a taxy-bush, now I had not seen it yet, let alone a vazaha!. " The problem is when you break the machine - more - twice or three! Then, at least a bit ', you know where get your hands! "All these activities are
cash for the home and for people who work there. Together with John, care of children think about Lalla, a real general in a skirt, her husband Elias, who is also president of the association and Marie, the cook of the house.
Since our first meeting, Jane has given us, without hesitation, you can install our headquarters with them. We opened the door and turn their lives: the telephone, contact, meet, in short, we begin to pave a path that leads straight up to zafimaniry, probably with a missionary friend of his, next week.
For now, therefore, waiting to begin this new journey, is from here, from a home green and yellow, with many many pictures of sunflowers, which we write.
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