Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of WoundsFirst we must know what happened in kindergartento understand these reactions. One day Ana saidshe didn’t like to go to kindergarten just because herteacher Reti had given her the German role in the play.“Why doesn’t she say me to recite a poem,” she asked.We answered that not all the children could tell poems.But she was not convinced she insisted, “Me, me,why can’t I recite a poem?”She has right not to believe.But the hardest for Ana were the visits in the prisons.In July 1975 she met her grandfather in Burrel. Anacontinually spoke, sang songs to her grandfather, whileTeti didn’t speak a word she said only “yes” or “no.”When the visit was over, we greeted each other. Anabegan to cry and shout. But she didn’t like to go, shepulled her grandfather shirtsleeve and said, “Comehome with.”When she visited her father, she saw since far way,went near the big iron door and slapped her handshappy, shouting, “Here is my father.” Then she embracedhim.Teti sat down on a corner, and didn’t speak, didn’tmove. She was afraid of the officers and policemenaround. Her father was an unknown and abstract figurefor her. She was only one month when Fatos wasarrested. She didn’t move even when we called her, evenwhen Ana criticized her. When parting only Ana cried.Tears of pain, but beautiful ones. She didn’t speak therebut during the road home she asked, “Why doesn’tdaddy come with us? Maybe those persons don’t let himcome?” Then later she concluded herself that the per-52