138. CARACOLA AZUL/ BLUE CONCH
(parte 1/2 - part 1/2)
"Condenados a estar conectados"/
"Doomed to be connected"
Fecha / date: 28/02/22
Explicación / Explanation:
Tras la retirada del pase que me impedía acceder al mundo del ocio, no tardé mucho en llevarme otra alegría.
Por aquellos días, había rumores de que ya no quedaban excusas para que dejasen a los niños relacionarse con sus compañeros y respirar tranquilos en el colegio.
Me dijo que una de sus compañeras de grupo le llamó la atención a grito pelado en medio de una lección en el aula.
-!Vamos a morir todos!- me contó que le gritó casi llorando. Y todo, según la versión de mi hijo, porque le pilló con la nariz destapada.
Puede que mi pequeño exagerase un poco al contármelo...!que es un poco teatrero!
En cualquier caso, cada vez que me imaginaba aquella escena no sabía si reír o llorar.
-!Pobre chiquilla, con diez años y ya preocupada con palmarla! Pues, en el mejor de los casos, le queda para rato....-pensaba.
Fue comenzar a escuchar las primeras quejas acerca de la inminente retirada del "burka facial" en el cole, que pude hacerme una idea de toda la mierda que le habrían metido en la cabeza... A ella, y a otros tantos compañeros de clase de mis hijos.
Había padres que no estaban de acuerdo con que los niños fuesen por ahí a cara descubierta. De hecho, más de uno confirmó que sus hijos seguirían asistiendo al colegio con la boca tapada.
-!Allá cada uno, que cada uno haga lo que quiera! -pensé yo, desconcertada por no poder compartir mi alegría con casi nadie.
!Ya lo estaba celebrando, aunque todavía no fuese oficial!
De todas maneras, a esas alturas, !cómo para extrañarse de la reacción de aquellas personas, que ni siquiera parecían haberse preguntado cómo era posible que hubiese aumentado la cifra de contagiados tras "protegernos" tanto!
-Pero, ¿ cuándo he discriminado a alguien por la forma de vestir?, que yo sepa, !nunca!, !por mí como si se ponen un saco de patatas en la cabeza de por vida!, !viva la diversidad!- me dije para cortar de raíz todos mis juicios.
Que hablasen, que opinasen, que se opusiesen.. Mientras no hubiese ley que a mí me impusiera lo que no quería hacer, las tenía todas conmigo, y motivos más que de sobra para sentirme contenta.
Y sin embargo, se me escapó una queja:
-!Lástima que estemos todos condenados a estar conectados!
Y mientras escribía aquellas palabras en esta lámina, me di cuenta de lo que tenía que hacer:
Aceptar la diversidad como norma.
Explanation:
After the withdrawal of the pass that prevented me from accessing the world of leisure, it didn't take long for me to take another joy.
In those days, there were rumors that there were no more excuses to let the children interact with their classmates and breathe easy at school.
And thinking about it, I remembered an anecdote that my youngest son had told me not long ago.
He told me that one of his classmates had shouted loudly at him in the middle of a classroom lesson.
-We're all going to die!- he told me she shouted almost in tears. And all, according to his version, because she caught him with his nose uncovered.
Maybe my little boy was exaggerating a bit when he told me... he's a bit of a theatrical character!
In any case, every time I imagined the scene, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
-Poor little girl, ten years old and already worried that she's going to die! Well, in the best case scenario, she's got a while to go....-I thought.
It was only when I started to hear the first complaints about the imminent withdrawal of the "facial burqa" at school that I got an idea of all the shit they had put into her head.... Hers, and so many others in my children's classes.
And there were parents who did not agree with the children going around with their faces uncovered! In fact, more than one confirmed that their children would continue to attend school with their mouths covered.
-To each his own, let them do what they want! -I thought to myself, bewildered at not being able to share my joy with almost anyone.
I was already celebrating, even if it wasn't official yet, why should I spoil the party?
Anyway, at that point, how could we be surprised by the reaction of those people, who did not even seem to have asked themselves how it was possible that the number of infected people had increased after "protecting" us so much!
-But when have I ever discriminated against anyone because of the way they dressed?, as far as I know, never, I don't care if they put a sack of potatoes on their heads for life, long live diversity- I said to myself to nip all my judgments in the bud.
Let them speak, let them give their opinion, let them oppose.... As long as there was no law imposing on me what I didn't want to do, I had them all with me, and more than enough reasons to be happy.
And yet, I complained:
-Too bad we are all doomed to be connected!
And as I wrote those words on this sheet, I realized what I had to do:
Accept diversity as the only norm.
Lenny Kravitz- Here to love
La diversidad es un hecho; la inclusión, una actitud.
Too quick to judge (short film)
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