Paola, la mia cara amica, mi manda un messaggino chiedendomi come procede e se sono pronta...se deve venire a soccorrermi o se sono sicura di potercela fare da sola...la tranquillizzo, ma alla fine è come se stessi tranquillizzando me stessa e le dico che potrò farcela....anzi, sono sicura di potercela fare...basta bere qualcosina per aiutarsi nella conversazione e tutto andrà bene....
La festa inizia intorno alle 20.00 mi hanno già presentata ad un mucchio di gente...ma non riesco a memorizzare nessun nome...sono già al secondo bicchiere di vino...ma non sono brilla...solo sono troppi e tutti insieme...come si chiameranno????
Arriva il momento della presentazione del team nel quale lavorerò anche io...sono tutti uomini tranne una ragazza greca...è l'unica....ma adesso ci sono anche io...so cosa vuol dire lavorare in un mondo di soli uomini...l'ho già fatto per ben 5 anni...mi sembra molto tranquilla e sicura di se...il contrario di me...mi presento a tutti e cerco di essere spiritosa e di far finta di capire tutto...alcuni capiscono che sto fingendo, ma cerchiamo di riderci su...sono molto comprensivi...direi che passa tutto senza intoppi...anzi meglio delle mie aspettative...soprattutto perchè la persona che mi sono ritrovata dall'italia quasi subito è costretta ad abbandonare la festa per poter tornare in albergo nel posto che dovrò raggiungere anche io ma solo il giorno dopo...mi lascia con la promessa di venirmi a prendere alla stazione il pomeriggio successivo....
Io rimango l'unica italiana del gruppo...direi che in queste circostanze è molto meglio e lo continuo a pensare anche adesso...dopo due mesi...perchè avere vicino persone della tua nazionalità ti fa continuare a pensare in italiano e le parole nella tua lingua ti vengono in mente molto più facilmente...e sai che non deve essere così....
Comunque la serata procede, mangiamo, balliamo e ad un certo punto ho anche la sensazione di conoscere queste persone da sempre...come se quello fosse realmente il mio posto...che mi aspettasse da tanto tempo...ma alla fine mi avesse trovato...è stato un attimo, ma l'ho sentito veramente....
PARTY!!!!!
Paola, my dear friend, sent me a message wondering how to proceed and if I'm ready ... if she must come and help me or if I'm sure I could do it by myself ... to calm down, but in the end as if reassuring me same and say that I can do it .... actually, I'm sure I could do it ... just drink a little something to help me in conversation and everything will be fine ....
The party starts around 20:00 I have already made a lot of people ... but I can not save any name ... is already the second glass of wine ... but I'm not shining ... just too many and all together ... how do you call??
There comes a time when I met the team which will work ... they are all men except for a Greek girl ... is the only one .... but now I'm there ... I know what it means to work in a world with only men ... I've done that for 5 years ... I introduce myself to everyone and try to be funny and pretend understand everything ... some realize that I'm pretending, but let's laugh about it ... they are very understanding ... I would say that everything passes smoothly ... even better than my expectations ... especially because the person that I found myself from Italy almost immediately was forced to leave the party to return to the hotel in the place that I will have to reach me but the next day ... leaves me with the promise to pick me up at the station the next afternoon ....
I remain the only Italian in the group ... I would say that in these circumstances is much better and I still think even now ... after two months ... because being near people of your nationality makes you continue to think in Italian and the words in your language you can think of a lot easier ... and you know it must be so ....
However the evening progresses, eat, dance and at one point I also have the feeling of knowing these people always ... as if that was really my place ... I was waiting for so long ... but finally I had found ... it was a moment, but I felt really....
PARTY!!!!!
Paola, my dear friend, sent me a message wondering how to proceed and if I'm ready ... if she must come and help me or if I'm sure I could do it by myself ... to calm down, but in the end as if reassuring me same and say that I can do it .... actually, I'm sure I could do it ... just drink a little something to help me in conversation and everything will be fine ....
The party starts around 20:00 I have already made a lot of people ... but I can not save any name ... is already the second glass of wine ... but I'm not shining ... just too many and all together ... how do you call??
There comes a time when I met the team which will work ... they are all men except for a Greek girl ... is the only one .... but now I'm there ... I know what it means to work in a world with only men ... I've done that for 5 years ... I introduce myself to everyone and try to be funny and pretend understand everything ... some realize that I'm pretending, but let's laugh about it ... they are very understanding ... I would say that everything passes smoothly ... even better than my expectations ... especially because the person that I found myself from Italy almost immediately was forced to leave the party to return to the hotel in the place that I will have to reach me but the next day ... leaves me with the promise to pick me up at the station the next afternoon ....
I remain the only Italian in the group ... I would say that in these circumstances is much better and I still think even now ... after two months ... because being near people of your nationality makes you continue to think in Italian and the words in your language you can think of a lot easier ... and you know it must be so ....
However the evening progresses, eat, dance and at one point I also have the feeling of knowing these people always ... as if that was really my place ... I was waiting for so long ... but finally I had found ... it was a moment, but I felt really....
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