Diario di una volontaria: terza puntata Newspaper OF THE CUJERE
Part III: Collecting and sowing
I am waiting for Monday, August 30 because the program is harvested and I want to be there. Unfortunately it rains and we have to move everything to the following Wednesday 1 September. I am annoyed and impatient as a child ... Ohibò! Want to see what's happening to me like that famous saying: at 6 and 60 animals putèa the back ones?
However I am now ready to join with others in the "put" to have consolidated, vest, gloves and capelin de paja. We are now more than ever, hooray! Workers, volunteers, guests ... all the work, led dall'inossidabile boss Valerio.
As you may have already guessed, is harvested in an operation ... I sooo appreciated. In a short time, thanks to all these disponibilità, riempiamo diverse cassette. Questa è veramente un’ottima raccolta. Mentre Mara e Andrea le portano sotto il portico dietro casa per ripulirle, io e Valerio rivoltiamo la terra con le mani per verificare se ce ne sono ancora. Così facendo osservo la notevole quantità di insetti che spuntano da ogni dove e che mi scorrono fra le dita…. Un po’ schizzinosa e un po’ irritata, le indico a Valerio chiedendo cosa si può fare. La sua risposta saggia, pacata, quanto tecnicamente perfetta è “Niente. Siamo noi gli intrusi qui.” Ci penso un momento e mi chiedo quante persone, oggi come oggi, trattino la terra con il rispetto che merita, considerandosi ospiti e non padroni… La riposta non I find it very comforting .... But there are also signs of hope, such as recycling - which, among other things, we get the compost for our precious cujere - and like all people who strive to do their part.
After thinking back to do. Here I am at work on another long cujera for an operation with which I attempt for the first time in my life: planting. Valerie Solomon assigns me as a companion work, and so we placed in front, one from the other side of the other cujera. After having indicated the correct way to proceed, leaves us free to do. Panic! At least for me, I'm afraid to make mistakes all of wasting seed spread out instead, to focus too much on one side and the other too little. I look up and watch the young African in front of me, with whom I work. For he seems to be no problem. Many tasks concentrated and serene rake grabs for himself and a wooden stick for me. I'll have to put on cujera to secure the piece assigned to that particular vegetable. That is to say: it's like the tills at the supermarket, when you put the stick in the "next customer" to define the customer's purchases earlier than today. Here, I have to put the stick of 'the next vegetable. " Solomon with the rake to level the cujera pretty well. I look at it is really good and, at Unlike me, not at all embarrassed! In the meantime I've opened the bag. And here comes the fun part. Ben curve on cujera, I try to distribute the seeds evenly in a bit 'here and a little' there, but I am very uncertain about the outcome. At one point, Solomon, who already was watching me critically, admonishing me politely, but very decided tone: "No, ma'am, do not do this!" Back and forth with the seed to cover the areas that I have left uncovered. I feel really un'imbranata total and in a state of inferiority in front of him ... I wonder if he has thought about the trouble that can combine with this strange white woman sitting in the air that seeks to sow without knowing ... ... And I do what I thought? Which sometimes is good to learn from those to whom it is assumed to have only teach ...
piece in a piece come up to half cujera, increasingly improving our work together. The other half is set aside for vegetables to be planted. Solomon goes away and comes Valerio with the meter, because you need to be precise about the distance between a plant and another. For a surveyor would be a joke, but especially for an accountant and an accountant in his first time, is another opportunity to feel clumsy! I follow the instructions of Chief Mara and I at my side, figure a bit 'more maternal Solomon ... Planting fennel, lettuce and cabbage are so buried until the completion of cujera. Sown at the beginning of each piece, put on a label with the name of the vegetable paron home, so to speak ....
To finish in style with this cujera we have to shovel and level the space side of access. Shovel in hand, on the one hand we leave Mara and I, and another one at the beginning to the end, on the other side is no savior. The opening is bold, sometimes lift our heads to see how far it is to come together and finish it the job, but look disheartened that the distance looks the same. This makes me remember when I was a child and summer was going to sew from the nuns. Embroider a bed sheet was a destination, it meant that you were "major." It always started with great vigor, but the edge of a bed is quite long and after a while 'is beginning to check what had already been done and what was missing, inevitably slowing down the job. When the sister noticed it warns: "Do not look at the work already done or is to be done. Think about what you are doing do well, otherwise I'll destroy! "Fortunately Valerio Salvatore and are not as Sister Concetta - God rest his soul - so no preaching even when they see the rate drop even more. Salvatore encourages us first, but then, given the fatigue, back and hands which have a history different from that of the garden, very understanding takes care of 'unfinished' and lets us go.
finish the work in the program off the festivities! It 'been a truly memorable evening! I brought the cake and apple syrups Mara natural peppermint and elder. Set the table under the trees, also known as Renata, the cook, and chatting happily - even with his mouth full - we exchange our observations. My cake was a great success, as if to say that simple things are often the most good. At this point the idea of \u200b\u200ban open contact the contribution of all, to be included in the newsletter of cujere, which could be called "Recipes of cujere.
E 'was a really busy day. Sowing, harvesting, taste, thoughts, memories, emotions, gossip, fun ... .. I, we could wish for more and better for the World Day of responsibility for creation? Celebrations, prayers, publications, conferences are certainly good, but these days we have experienced it personally and it was all that and much more.
next Monday, I do not know what will be in the program, but I'll be there.
Milena
per gustare le ultime castagne di stagione preparate da Mario e dalla sua macchina delle meraviglie (vedere per credere!), assaggiare le primizie dell'inverno (=panettoni!!!) e aggiornarci sulle iniziative in corso e su nuove proposte per il futuro. 
