The Daytime Socio-Therapeutic Rehabilitation Center "Il Girasole" is located in Narzole in Via Cavour n.204 and is a direct management service of the Municipality of Bra, the main body, on the basis of the Convention between the Municipalities of the District of Bra.
The Service is aimed at adults and minors over the age of six who are handicapped pursuant to Law 104, for a total of 20, with individualized frequencies at the Day Center.
The "Il Girasole" Day Center has as its aim the achievement of 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 the involvement in the initiatives promoted in it, and in 'be a promoter of opportunities for exchange and knowledge with the context.
Based on these premises, in this period of emergency in which the Center's activities / interactions are unfortunately carried out remotely via a Whats app group, making individual and group video calls, sending stimuli via email or whats app o sending home various materials, operators consider it important to enhance the effort, commitment and communicative wealth of people who, supported by family members and starting from simple stimuli from operators, continue to get involved, produce meaningful writings 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! Enjoy your reading and enjoy!
WAIT IN SILENCE
In these days the sky weighs on humanity as much as a boulder that crushes the world.
How many people come out these days at home?
I believe and hope few, only those with needs.
For those with a disability, they need as many social contacts as possible and stimuli, unlike what someone thinks, therefore people with disabilities are most affected by this situation.
Already for me, it is not pleasant to always be seated, then being without social contacts is exhausting. To divert my thoughts, 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, it is also beautiful to take walks along a meadow, an avenue of trees, inside a nest of hazelnuts; for those of you who like me, blessed, live in the countryside. then the sun, the silence will fade leaving room for a good recovery 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 expectation of having improved the world. Better to start over a new story made of generous and sincere words with concrete facts. Feeling the smell of some flowers already popped between the meadows or the branches of the trees, listening to the sound of the leaves, the rustling of animals in the bushes, the wind touching your face makes me hope! Simone (21 years old, Cherasco, written during this quarantine period and taken from his blog giocandoapallone.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, which I look forward to the days, though hidden by a frequent sense of bitterness. People in a new panic allow themselves to be seized by a vacant mechanical indifference so that you isolate yourself either involuntarily or specifically. If on the one hand staying at home is indispensable for defeating the virus, on the other it certainly reduces everyone's expectations, creating global uncertainty. Being in quarantine 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.
Long walks I am allowed to do only towards the lawn in front of my house, and the hazelnut nest behind the house. I'm watching television focusing on detective films and I mostly use social media. The pulling out then, board games that I had abandoned blends in my head. I taste with real passion the days hidden by a sedentary phenomenal life, harsh and momentary.
Of course I can't wait to return to normal to live 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 be frequently silent with the desire to certainly "say". I write then, words carefully thought out in order to abandon certain beliefs about disabled people. The words, I believe, stop some prejudice, with the hope that it is necessary to write on the web. Although looking for the right words isn't easy enough, it's not easy being even inside a stereotype. It is therefore worth making every attempt to eliminate these beliefs.
Acquiring the awareness that practically one must not go out and one must not have social if not virtual relationships is not easy, but we must convince ourselves for the good and interest of all.
I who am used to communicating also with gestures and physical contacts, remain almost well lost without practicing a true iteration, if not the one forced only by virtual communication. For others, virtually following my non-verbal gestures is not easy. For now I'm happy to make video calls interacting with listening and gazing 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 it 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 giocandoapallone.altervista.org)
A NEW BEGINNING
I was better before with certain cold discomforts of which I was sometimes overwhelmed. I was better off when I didn't have a set of laws to follow on social distancing. Indeed, it is better to meditate on values carefully preserved over the years than to wait for a pandemic to change the consciousness of many people in a mild way. I think that demanding a forced and refined altruism of sharing is irregular in this particular period. Moreover, it is vaporous 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 will leave as soon as they can go out to finally be both out and at home. Finally, someone will label this bleak story and acquire to be with a humble thought by 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 circle, friend of close sharing, it will be useful to adapt their way of life to keep away the invisible enemy that has taken hold drastically. I think there is no need to be permanently 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 it is determined, a vast catastrophe will also forget a series of stereotypes for which one should abandon oneself, with the attempt to start a new life also benefiting from something "gone wrong".
In the magical destiny of the same quantity in which we are affected, I believe, it is good to know that in the end we are all allied. An affinity that we share is for example forced choice and knowing what can be done and what is not, or rather what we are all forced to persevere.
This oppressive rhetoric that everyone is now possessed by similar limits, are we all equal in the end for better or for worse? By now, instead of saying: "It will be all right", 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 giocandoapallone.altervista.org)
THE DAYS IN THESE DAYS
In these days I spend the days with my family in the heat and do many things: I play Monopoli, I fold the towels, I watch a lot of cartoons, I eat a snack, I play Speedy Words with my dad and my grandmother, I eat lunch, I read the Grimm fairy tales, I watch the videos you send me, and I would like to make another video call with Vincenzo and Manuela one afternoon, because they are my friends and I love him very 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 will send you a video of the ballet we invented on Nuclear Tactical Penguins so when I come back to the center we can dance it all 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 go to find the little dog Nutella, not going to Basckin, not being able to go to find the little cousins, not being able to do the activities of the center, and also not being able to be with my friends from the center and also with the operators.
AN ASPECT I LIKE
I like to get up late in the morning, go to sleep late in the evening, play with my parents, watch my cousins' video calls 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 morning, be with my mom.
ONE THING I WOULD LIKE TO DO NOW
Going for a trip to the mountains or the sea with my family and my cousins, going to eat a pizza with my family and my cousins in a pizzeria, if you can go one day with the center to eat a pizza in a pizzeria at the " strawberry blossom ”, go shopping on Thursday morning at the Big Store, organize a cooking workshop on Thursday afternoon, and also have some fun.
A DESIRE FOR THE FUTURE
Return to the center and redo the activities of before that I really like. (texts by Nicoletta, 28 years old)
STORY 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 photo of me with her cell phone. During these Easter holidays I wrote the articles for my teacher Pasquale, watched the film on the computer, or on television playing with my grandmother to do puzzles and folding stuff, clothes, towels, socks, underpants, and napkins. In the afternoon my dad and I go for walks under the courtyard and then we go to play Baskin with the ball.
WHAT DID I EAT?
On Easter day we ate the dumplings with the meat sauce, the roasted rabbit with the roasted chips, the dove and the egg chocolate. Then at five we ate the dove with the tea.
HAVE I DISCARDED EASTER EGGS? WHAT SURPRISE I FOUND?
Yes, I discarded three Easter eggs, one mine, one from Paul, one from Dad and the grandmother discarded one, I found a memory game in mine, in Dad's we found figurines of the knights of the zodiac, and in that of the grandmother a necklace and that of Paul a freesby of 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 MADE ME LIKE?
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 "THE GREAT FACTORY OF WORDS" 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 when you can buy the words on special offer is spring.
WHEN THE WORDS FLY IN THE AIR, WHAT DO THE CHILDREN TAKE THEM WITH?
When the words twirl in the air, the children catch them with the net catches butterflies.
PHILEAS WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO SAY IN CYBELLE?
Phileas would like to say to Cybelle "I love you".
WHY DON'T YOU SAY IT?
He doesn't tell her 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 says to Cybelle: "I love you with all my heart 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 THAT PRONOUNDS AT THE END PHILEAS?
The special word that Phileas finally pronounces is "Again".
DID YOU LIKE THIS STORY?
Yes, I liked this story because it talks about a very interesting topic, 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 to be 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.
DID YOU WANT TO SAY SOMETHING AND NOT BE SUCCESSFUL?
It has already happened to me to want to say something and not to have succeeded especially when I read jokes or when someone tells me or does something.
TRY WRITING 5 WORDS FOR YOU PRECIOUS AND FOR EACH INDICATE TO WHOM YOU WOULD RIGHT AND WHY
:-): I say it to mom because she is very worried about work and family.
Hug: I tell my grandmother because she is very willing to console me when I'm sad.
Kiss: I tell dad because he makes me read jokes and with him I learn something.
Carezza: I tell Vincenzo because when I am very sad he makes it.
Thanks: 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 I INVENT A NEW STORY
Once upon a time there was a beautiful boy named Giovannino. He was 12 and still did 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 Giovannino station he gets on the train with his mom and once on the train he greets his dad with his hand from the window saying: “Hi dad, don't worry that when I get to Rome with mom I will phone you and send you many photo". (drawing 5)
The train leaves and arrives in Rome in a few hours. In Rome they visit many beautiful things: the basilica of San Pietro, the Colosseum, the imperial forums and other beautiful monuments. When they get 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 "GOLDEN CURLS"
NICOLETTA, THE TERRIBLE GIRL
Once upon a time there was a terrible girl named Nicoletta. (img 1) This little girl is scratching her hair all the time and that's why her hair is all curled. One day she and her family take the car and go for a trip to the mountains. They walk the path near a forest and finally arrive at 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 at a table. Nicoletta sat on a chair and since she has a sweet weight, her legs break. (img4) Her dad yelled at her a bit and then helped her get up from her chair. Sitting in another slightly sturdier chair, they order breakfast from the manager. Nicoletta takes a nice steaming cappuccino with a chocolate brioche. (img5) They drink and eat with great taste the breakfast that has been prepared, it seems that things are better in the mountains. His dad pays for the cappuccino and the chocolate brioche and the broken chair to the manager and they greet him on his way out. 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 quarantine days 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 that makes me think about the difficult situation in Italy.
But I find it very satisfying to spend time reading the news of my magazine in Braille and possibly connect them looking for news also on computers so I keep up to date.
I was very pleased to be able to join the group with my companions and my educators from the Center through the mobile phone so we keep in touch with video calls or messages and we are close and this satisfies me.
This year I spend Easter at home without doing anything so particular. I received the Easter eggs and the dove and I thought last year when I went to Mass in the evening before Easter or the other years when I went to Bra to 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 fed 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)