prophetic proverb in a country where:
there sunnu uocchi ciangiri eg.
Delianuova, and then Pedavoli paraforio, Aspromonte that country to get there, until the beginning of 1940, there were no roads except mule. Add to was dependent on the mood of the time (weather), which decided if we could open the outside or remain isolated for long periods. The Levantine, snow, these rivers were the limits to the evolution of a particular area such as ours.
'Mbasciti Juncu jiumara AC passes.
The common people and especially women were the final part that is subject to certain taxes: the nature, the old woman, the 'Ndrangheta and so on.
fimmina and Na na na Sumerian fannu beast.
Poor, wretched always submissive and even laughed ironically.
Cu 'ndavi fimmani no' ndavi Onur.
History is always written by the victors. The losers have always been / relegated you / you in a role very least.
I Fimmina sbajiunu and mascula trascuranu.
life of our women have always been relegated to a minor role, patriarchy has always was dominant. In addition to daily work, including ' ncozzare (submit) to satisfy the sexual desires.
'Ncozzare a term frequently and very significant in the poor population. It 'ncozza in games, the old woman, to seeing strong, at the offender, etc. .. A life of 'ncozzati.
What is life at the bottom of a pack, the weakest succumb. I read from
Schidon chronicles 1870-1930 and customs, descriptions of practice in our area, as far as my experience did not stop even to 1930 until the 80 had not changed much, "most Women working in the fields to pick olives, chestnuts, acorns, assists men in the work of the garden, adapting with hoes, watering and planting, or carrying bundles of firewood on his head and into the branches infasciate tortagna (twisted rod of chestnut). "
read a story seems so romantic and great charm.
U dogs du patron muzzica sciancatu u always.
The Picker olives were slaves, without rights and many obligations.
wakes at dawn to reach the bottom where to pick olives. In modern times, with cars or trucks, could afford the luxury of sleeping in their house. In the past few instead of sleeping in dorm rooms all clustered close to the funds with their children, like animals.
start their day in the same position. Back bent forward, head down and always pointing to the ground and legs outstretched. With fardale always wet, or worse still wet and full of olives. Their nails during this period of employment did not grow because they were always in contact with the ground and rubbed. But not only did not grow during the olive harvest time, even years later infamous for this job. The collection period was from November to April and who knows the climate in this period in our area knows what was and is forgiving the time.
It started at 7 to 7.30 and continued until 12, when there was time for lunch.
Each pulled from their sarvetto what little they had: melangiani sutt'ojio, pumadori so, saliprisa and breads. It was their moment where you could rest a little 'chat. One hour was the one who decided who commanded and controlled, because ...
to CIRA squajia procession and no fireplace.
It resumed at about one and so up to 5.
But it did not end, you had to carry over your head, how far the truck and transported to the mill, bags full of olives Zambara weighing about 30 kg.
U citrolo should always nculo all'ortolanu.
Go home it took over the job of mother and wife.
The chestnut harvest was a different job. Make up for miles
½ pounds of wood on his head was not even fun.
Regarding assist the man in the garden. The only thing that aids the man was the first part that is the hoe to make the land more friable and then it was always the woman to govern.
Not even at parties was driven off.
I think one thing that history should give credit to these women who are basically always been and always will be the backbone of humanity.
I think their wisdom would have avoided many of us to seek other worlds in our future and our freedom.
Greetings and Happy Birthday Maria
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