There is much talk these days of " diversity "and" integration "with continual references to the need for a comparison, if you calm, but always understood in a context of conflict.
We believe the "special" someone who stands in front, never on the side or even inside us.
Here, however, that Daniela Miscia reminds us (some even reveals it) that the "diversity", and the encounter with it, is an integral part of our growth process. The courtyard
, courageous work before, it rises to the role of apology to the diversity and cited the need for integration, because it comes in and meets one of the most personal of the existence of each of us: his own home. Daniela
Miscia takes us on a path where the different, the unknown (and all that entails) becomes a integral part of our existence, when it forces us to overcome our psychological barriers and even (why not?) individuals. How often, in fact, they close themselves off scary and full of anxiety in our homes, with the door tightly and be careful not to let it filter out some disturbing element? But then, make the big mistake to open, right there, in our homes, a window called false and destabilizing television. A window that brings, say, the many vices and few virtues of our society.
Fortunately the author does not commit the error, very easy, however, express definitive opinions on this controversial moralistic society, but even if it declares somehow the victim. These are the very words of the protagonist, in front of intrusiveness gait of a worthy representative of our times (the whole appearance and worldliness), to report the difficulty of opposing any resistance.
The star, wife, mother and worker model (at least so he thinks at first) is aware of the fatuous that surrounds it, the futility and wickedness of the many petty gossip, gossip free of prejudices and foolish. It is aware, yet seems unable to initially oppose a flat refusal, feeling, indeed, somewhat less than that world based on appearances.
guru I want us to believe have invented the so-called "virtual reality", unaware that it has already been invented from time immemorial by another car as perfect as a computer, our brain.
Thus, the brain of the protagonist, undermined by the virus of the vain and false, he began to elaborate fantasies are disruptive to your relationship as a couple and, mainly for herself.
will the eyes of a child (and even bigger kids) to do justice to this little theater of the absurd. It will not happen suddenly, but through a slow, often hampered by adults, who can not see the world with their eyes clean of those still unaware of the pettiness that surrounds them, uses only the heart to look beyond appearances. They are eyes that return to the same dignity even adults, to those people who are rediscovering Men and Women (with capital letters and not intended as mimicked television) in a final that smacks of the complaint and challenge. Why
in front of all the events in which the author with clever narrative ability plunges the reader, the only ingredient that brings justice to our humanity is the very dignity. Regain their dignity, thanks to the tears of a child, sweeping away any uncertainty and returns the proper dimension to our lives. And I say "our" because this is the feeling one gets when reading this novel. Identify with a changing, not only one of the protagonists, but now in one, now another. In a multi-puzzle in which we find ourselves in the only run of two playful children who cultivate their friendship, or the crying of a baby who, apparently alone, discovers love gratuitous and disinterested finder of the meaning of life.
Arturo Bernava
