The “Il Girasole” Daytime Socio-Therapeutic Rehabilitation Center is located in Narzole in Via Cavour n.204 and is a service directly managed by the Municipality of Bra, the main body, on the basis of the Convention between the Municipalities of the Bra District.
The Service is aimed at adults and minors over sixteen with disabilities pursuant to Law 104, for a total of 20, with individualized frequencies at the Day Center.
The "Il Girasole" Day Center aims to achieve the maximum degree of autonomy and integration of people with disabilities and has as its foundation and objective that of being part of the territory both with respect to involvement in the initiatives that are promoted in it, and in 'being a promoter of opportunities for exchange and knowledge with the context.
Based on these premises, in this emergency period in which the activities / interactions of the Center unfortunately take place remotely via a Whats app group, the carrying out of individual and group video calls, the sending of stimuli via email or whats app o sending various material to home, the operators consider it important to enhance the effort, commitment and communicative wealth of people who from home, supported by family members and starting from simple stimuli of the operators, continue to get involved, produce meaningful and touching, send photos and messages.
Their experience, their desire to live and overcome difficulties, their commitment and their smiles, their imagination and creativity, their desire to interact ... deserves to be shared! Happy reading and good viewing!
WAIT IN SILENCE
These days the sky weighs on humanity like a rock crushing the world.
How many people come out these days at home?
I believe and hope few, only those who have needs of necessity.
For those with a disability, they need as many social contacts as possible and stimuli, unlike what some people think, the people with disabilities are once again affected by this situation.
Already for me, it is not pleasant to be sitting all the time, then being without social contacts is exhausting. To distract my mind I read and move words to see capacious thoughts.
Getting into this kind of paralysis leads me to expose words thought with interest
Even seeing outside the window is now beautiful, beautiful is also taking walks along a lawn, an avenue of trees, inside a hazelnut nest; for those who like me, blessed, lives in the countryside. I think you can stay without going out when you are born, you will arrive then the sun, the silence will vanish, leaving room for a good healing of a certain consistency. The children will start playing in these now empty meadows, we will laugh and joke when everything ends, happy to have defeated the virus with the waiting to have improved the world. Better to start a new story made of generous and sincere words with concrete facts. Smelling some flowers that have already sprung up in the meadows or tree branches, listening to the noise of the leaves, the rustle of animals in the bushes, the wind brushing my face makes me hope! Simone (21 years old, Cherasco, written during this quarantine period and taken from his blog playingapallone.altervista.org)
THESE FATIDIC DAYS
These pandemic days make me reflect on the moments spent in better days. It is being alone with my inclusive goal, that I look forward to the days, but hidden by a frequent sense of bitterness. People in the grip of a new panic allow themselves to be seized by a vacant mechanical indifference for which they isolate themselves both involuntarily and purposely. While staying at home is essential to defeat the virus, it certainly reduces everyone's expectations by creating global uncertainty. Staying in quarantine well makes us move away from the rest of the world, while waiting for the return of a new life.
I have well accepted the way in which we must try to spend time at home. These days I do shared readings by joining a certain social network, a sort of remote reading club.
I am allowed to take long walks only towards the lawn in front of my house, and the hazelnut nest behind the house. I am watching television focusing on crime films and I use social media more. The pulling out then, party games that I had abandoned, whirls in my head. I taste with real passion the days hidden by a phenomenal sedentary life, harsh and momentary.
Of course I can't wait to get back to normal for good living in harmony. I certainly continue to feed my blog even in these fateful days to try to parry my judgment. It is not easy to keep quiet frequently with the desire to "say". So I write, carefully thought out words in order to abandon certain beliefs about the disabled. The words, I believe, stop some prejudice, with the hope that we need to write on the web. Although looking for the right words is not very easy, it is not even very easy to be inside a stereotype. Therefore, every attempt to eliminate such beliefs is worthwhile.
Acquiring the awareness that practically one must not go out and one must not have social relationships if not virtual is not easy, but we must convince ourselves for the good and interest of all.
I, who am used to communicating even with gestures and physical contacts, remain almost well lost without practicing a real iteration, if not the one required only by virtual communication. For others, virtually following my non-verbal gestures is not easy. For now, I am satisfied with making video calls, interacting with listening and looking and telling with dose, messages that I in turn receive, thus defeating social exclusion. It's nice to see the person talking through video chats; it seems to have her close but distant at the same time.
It won't be all right. Simone (21 years old, Cherasco, written during this quarantine period and taken from his blog playingapallone.altervista.org)
A NEW BEGINNING
I was better off with certain cold same discomforts that I was sometimes overwhelmed by. I was better off when I didn't have a set of laws to follow on social distancing. In truth, it is better to meditate on values carefully preserved over the years, than waiting for a pandemic to change the consciousness of many people in a mild way. I think demanding a forced and refined sharing altruism is erratic in this particular period. Moreover, it is vapid to give up on a human return, if the return is useful perhaps only to demand a saturated freedom. On the one hand there will be people who will be afraid to go out by isolating themselves, on the other there will be others who as soon as they can go out will move away to finally be out of the house and free. Ultimately, someone will label this bleak story and acquire a humble thought while savoring the small gestures.
At the seaside this year the holiday will be an optional, interpersonal relationships will be reduced, people will live without knowing who to accept in their friendly circle of close sharing, it will be useful to adjust their way of life to keep away the invisible enemy that has taken hold drastically. I think it is not necessary to be all perpetually with the same amount of precautions by suspending the usual activities, everyone should act in his own way following the appropriate rules.
In my opinion, being serious in this period is of little use, in order to play down the situation we must try to stay in a great cheerful context, even if we tend to be pessimistic.
When a vast catastrophe is determined, they also forget a series of stereotypes for which one should abandon oneself, with the attempt to start a new life by benefiting even from something "gone wrong".
In the magical fate of the same amount in which we are affected it is I believe, good to know that in the end we are all alike. An affinity that we share is, for example, forced choice and knowing what can be done and what not, or rather what we are all obliged to persevere.
This oppression rhetoric that everyone is now possessed by similar limitations, for good and bad are we all the same in the end? By now, instead of saying: “Everything will be fine”, I would say: “End this tragedy as soon as possible!”. Simone (21 years old, Cherasco, written during this quarantine period and taken from his blog playingapallone.altervista.org)
THE DAYS IN THESE DAYS
These days I spend my days with my family staying warm and doing many things: I play Monopoly, fold towels, watch lots of cartoons, eat a snack, play Speedy Words with my dad and my grandmother, eat lunch, I read Grimm's fairy tales, I watch the videos you send me, and I would like to have another video call with Vincenzo and Manuela one afternoon, because they are my friends and I love them so much.
HOW I SPEND THE DAYS
I spend my days at home doing many beautiful things with my family and my brother Paolo. This afternoon my brother Paolo and I send you a video of the ballet we invented about the Nuclear Tactical Penguins so when I come back to the center we can all dance together on Monday morning during the music workshop.
THE EMOTIONS I AM TRYING
The regret of not being in the center, fear of taking the virus crown, fear that my grandmother will get sick, I miss the company of my companions and I feel alone.
The thing that weighs me the most
Not being able to go for walks outside, not being able to visit Nutella the dog, not being able to go to Basckin, not being able to go to see the little cousins, not being able to do the activities of the center, and also not being able to be with my friends in the center and also with the operators.
AN ASPECT I LIKE
I like to get up late in the morning, go to sleep late at night, play with my parents, watch the video calls of my little cousins on my dad's cell phone, receive voice messages, receive video calls from my friends in the center, receive videos , do the music workshop on Monday mornings, be with my mom.
ONE THING I WOULD LIKE TO DO NOW
Go for a trip to the mountains or to the sea with my family and my cousins, go for a pizza with my family and my cousins in a pizzeria, if it is possible to go one day with the center to eat a pizza in a pizzeria at the " flower of strawberry ”, go shopping on Thursday morning at the Big Store, organize a cooking workshop on Thursday afternoon, and even have some fun.
A DESIRE FOR THE FUTURE
Return to the center and redo the previous activities that I like very much. (texts by Nicoletta, 28 years old)
I TELL HOW I SPENT THE EASTER HOLIDAYS
WHO DID I SPEND THEM?
I spent the Easter holidays at home with my family and my grandmother Elsa.
WHAT HAVE I DONE?
During the Easter holidays I opened the Easter eggs and then my mom took a picture of me with her cell phone. During these Easter holidays I wrote articles for my teacher Pasquale, watched the film on the computer, or on television playing with my grandmother doing puzzles and folding clothes, clothes, towels, socks, underwear, and napkins. In the afternoon my dad and I go for a walk downstairs in the yard and then we go to play Baskin with the ball.
WHAT DID I EAT?
On Easter day we ate gnocchi with meat sauce, roast rabbit with roasted chips, dove and egg chocolate. Then at five we ate the dove with tea.
HAVE I DISCARDED EASTER EGGS? WHAT SURPRISE I FOUND?
Yes, I discarded three Easter eggs, one of mine, one of Paolo, one of dad and grandmother unwrapped one of hers, in mine I found a memory game, in dad's one we found some figurines of the knights of the zodiac, and in that of the grandmother a necklace and that of Paolo a freesby from Bathman.
HAVE I HEARD / SEEN SOMEONE ON THE PHONE?
Yes, we made video calls with my uncles and cousins during which we exchanged greetings for a happy Easter and we asked ourselves if we are healthy and what we are doing these days. I have seen videos of my friends and companions of the day center.
IS THERE A PARTICULAR THAT I MADE PLEASURE?
Yes, breaking easter eggs, making video calls with my cousins, playing Baskin, watching videos of my friends and companions of the day center, reading jokes for my friends in the day center and making video calls with my friends of the day center. texts by Nicoletta (28 years, Bra)
AFTER LISTENING TO THE AUDIOVISUAL RECORDING OF THE BOOK "LA GRANDE FABBRICA DELLE PAROLE" by Agnès De Lestrade:
WHERE IS THE STORY YOU HAVE HEARD?
The story I heard takes place in the country of the great word factory where people hardly ever speak.
IN THAT COUNTRY WHAT DO YOU NEED TO DO TO PRONOUNCE WORDS?
In that country, to pronounce the words you have to buy them and swallow them.
WHO DOES NOT HAVE MONEY TO BUY THE WORDS, WHERE ARE YOU LOOKING TO FIND THEM?
Who has no money to buy the words rummages in the rubbish drawers.
IN WHICH SEASON CAN WORDS BE PURCHASED IN A SPECIAL OFFER?
The season in which special offer words can be bought is spring.
WHEN WORDS TURN IN THE AIR, WHAT DO CHILDREN CATCH THEM WITH?
When the words float in the air, children catch them with the butterfly net.
PHILEAS WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO SAY IN CYBELLE?
Phileas would like to say to Cybelle "I love you".
WHY DON'T YOU TELL HIM?
He doesn't tell him because he doesn't have enough money in his piggy bank.
CYBELLE HAS THE DRESS OF WHICH COLOR?
Cybelle has a cherry red dress.
WHAT DOES OSCAR SAY TO CYBELLE?
Oscar tells Cybelle: “I love you with all my heart my Cybelle, one day I know we will get married”.
WHAT WORDS DO YOU RECEIVE instead of PHILEAS?
Phileas pronounces the words: Cherry, Dust and Chair.
WHAT DOES CYBELLE REACT TO THE WORDS OF PHILEAS?
Sybelle smiles at Philes' words, then goes over to Phileas and gives him a gentle kiss on the nose.
WHAT IS THE SPECIAL WORD YOU PRONUNCIATE AT THE END PHILEAS?
The special word that Phileas finally pronounces is "Anchor".
DID YOU LIKE THIS STORY?
Yes, I liked this story because it talks about a very interesting subject, that words are precious and that you have to use them thinking about what you say. That words express an emotion, a feeling, a state of mind. Words are not wasted.
HOW COULD IT CONTINUE?
The story could go on like this: Phileas and Cybelle fall in love with each other and love is much more eloquent than words. A look, a smile, a caress, a hug, a kiss, caress life.
HAD YOU WANTED TO SAY SOMETHING AND NOT SUCCESSFUL?
It has already happened to me that I want to say something and have not succeeded especially when I read jokes or when someone tells me or does something.
TRY TO WRITE 5 PRECIOUS WORDS FOR YOU AND FOR EACH INDICATE WHO YOU WOULD DIRECT THEM AND WHY
Smile: I tell my mother because she is very worried about her job and her family.
Hug: I tell my grandmother because she is very willing to console me when I am sad.
Kiss: I tell dad because he makes me read jokes and with him I learn something.
Caress: I tell Vincenzo because when I am very sad he does it to me.
Thank you: I tell people who love me because they help me so much. texts by Nicoletta (28 years, Bra)
I LOOK AT THE IMAGES OF THE ADVENTURES OF "GIOVANNINO IL BAMBINO BIRICHINO", I CHOOSE 4 AND INVENT A NEW STORY
Once upon a time there was a beautiful boy named Giovannino. He was 12 and still in middle school. (drawing 1)
One day he had the desire to go for a trip to Rome by train with his mom. Then her parents go to the computer and try to book a hotel and a ticket for the trip. (drawing 7)
On the day of departure Giovannino and his parents go to the station. When they arrive at the station Giovannino gets on the train with his mom and once he gets on the train he greets his dad from the window with his hand saying: "Hi dad, don't worry that when I arrive in Rome with my mom I will phone you and send you lots photo". (drawing 5)
The train leaves and in a few hours they arrive in Rome. In Rome they visit many beautiful things: St. Peter's Basilica, the Colosseum, the imperial forums and other beautiful monuments. When they return home, Giovannino hugs his dad happy and happy to have made a nice trip to Rome by train. (drawing 10)
text of the new story of Giovannino invented by Nicoletta
images of the above story colored by Maurizio (Bra)
INVENT A NEW STORY STARTING FROM THE 5 IMAGES OF "RICCIOLI D'ORO"
NICOLETTA, THE TERRIBLE GIRL
Once upon a time there was a terrible girl named Nicoletta. (img 1) This little girl scratches her hair all the time and for this reason her hair is all curled. One day she and her family take their car and go for a trip to the mountains. They walk the path near a wood and finally come to a small house. (img2) Nicoletta says to her family: “But there could be a refuge over there” and then they go to see. She opens the door and sees tables with chairs. (img3) They enter and sit down at a table. Nicoletta has sat on a chair and since she has a sweet weight they break her legs. (img4) Her dad scolded her a bit and then helped her get up from her chair. Sitting in another sturdier chair, they order breakfast from the manager. Nicoletta takes a nice steaming cappuccino with a chocolate brioche. (img5) They drink and eat the breakfast that has been prepared with great taste, it seems that in the mountains things are better. His dad pays the manager the cappuccino and the chocolate brioche and the broken chair and they greet him on leaving. They resume the walk to go home happy with the trip and with the intention of losing some weight. (story text invented by Nicoletta Magnone)
images of the above story colored by Giusy (Narzole)
HOW I SPEND MY DAYS
These days of quarantine that I stayed at home from the Narzole Day Center have been long and thoughtful for me. On television we hear continuous news about the coronavirus and I have been told a lot of interesting information but that makes me reflect on the difficult situation in Italy.
But I find it very satisfying to spend time reading the news of my magazine in Braille and possibly I connect them looking for news also on the computer so I keep myself updated.
I was very pleased to be able to join the group with my companions and my educators of the Center through the mobile phone so we keep in touch with video calls or messages and we stay close and this satisfies me.
This year I spent Easter at home without doing anything so special. I received the Easter eggs and the dove and I was thinking last year when I went to Mass in the evening before Easter or the other years when I went to Bra at the Easter Monday fair.
Spring is beautiful and full of flowers and I take walks in the courtyard. (texts by Sara, 35 years old, La Morra)
THE CASTLE OF MUSICAL NOTES
Once upon a time there was a large castle inhabited by a king and his family.
DO was the servant who took care of the work of the castle.
KING was the sovereign king who ruled the whole kingdom.
MI was the smallest princess who had beautiful long blonde hair.
FA was MI's older sister who indulged a beautiful pearl necklace every day.
SOL was the sun that illuminated the kingdom every day,
LA was the queen, wife of RE and mother of MI and FA.
SI was a beautiful butterfly with colored wings that flew between the flowers of the large castle garden.
The second DO was the coachman who accompanied the king's family in a carriage around the kingdom.
RE and LA loved listening to music, singing and dancing and taking long walks in the castle garden.
The two princesses MI and FA liked reading books, venturing into nature and doing anything else that was pleasant.
On Sunday the whole royal family went around the kingdom accompanied by DO the coachman in a carriage. (texts by Sara, 35 years old, La Morra)