Imaginary Wor(l)d by stefania peca

pecastefania — 2024-02-20 07:45:45 UTC

Bappi Das, was trying to control water which was falling from the roof to her bed in the evening of the rainy season in 2022. Her struggle went into vain as there were several holes in dilapidated corrugated sheets used in the roof by the slum lords. Bappi and her family migrated to Chittagong city as their home was swallowed by the Bay of Bengal at Banshkhali coast around a decade ago. She lost her father before leaving her native town. Now 18 years old Bappi is meeting her daily bread and butter working in a garment. The most tragic event in her life was when she was around 15 and came to the slum he got married to a coworker, she gave birth to a boy. But the happiness was not last long as her husband left her around a year ago. With an old mother and son, Bappi is struggling to meet daily needs. They have ended up in the newly built slum at the Bank of Karnaphuli River for a low-rent. Here she is struggling every moment for life. Bappi doesn't know where the end of this life is! Like Baappi, around 30,000 climate migrants move to Chittagong city every year to find an alternative livelihood, but here they also face their most difficult challenges. The victims of slum life include early marriage, trafficking, sexual work, and drug trafficking.

pecastefania — 2024-02-20 07:46:08 UTC

In the rural village of Bakori in northern Nigeria, where the golden savanna once stretched as far as the eye could see, lived the Adewale family. For generations, they had tilled the fertile soil, relying on the land to sustain their livelihoods. However, as the effects of climate change intensified, the once-reliable rains became erratic, and the land struggled to yield bountiful harvests. One fateful day, as the scorching sun beat down relentlessly on the parched earth, the Adewale family made a painful decision. They packed their few belongings and bid farewell to the land that had sustained them for so long. With heavy hearts, they embarked on a journey of uncertainty, seeking refuge from the harsh realities of environmental degradation. Led by their matriarch, Mary Adewale, the family set out on foot, the shimmering waves of heat distorting the horizon ahead. As they traversed the arid landscapes, memories of their ancestral home weighed heavily on their minds. The journey was grueling, with each step a testament to their resilience in the face of adversity. After days of arduous travel, the Adewales finally arrived at the bustling city of Lagos, a stark contrast to the tranquil simplicity of their village. Here, amidst the ceaseless urban bustle, they sought to rebuild their lives and find a new sense of belonging. With the help of local aid organizations, they were able to secure a small plot of land on the outskirts of the city. Over the next five years, the Adewale family slowly adapted to their new surroundings, drawing on their agricultural expertise to cultivate the infertile soil and create a semblance of the life they had once known. Through sheer determination and unwavering solidarity, they transformed their humble plot into a thriving oasis, embracing sustainable farming practices and becoming advocates for environmental stewardship within their adopted community. According to the Climate Mobility Guidebook for Youth and Children released in 2023, more than seven million people were displaced in Africa for 2022 due to climate change impact. Despite the hardships they endured, the Adewales later found hope in their resilience and in the unwavering strength of their familial bond. Their story became a testament to the human spirit's capacity to endure, adapt, and strive for a better future, even in the face of climate-induced upheaval. As the years passed, the Adewales' once-barren corner of the world blossomed into a beacon of resilience and sustainability, inspiring others to embrace environmentally conscious practices in the ever-changing landscape of climate-induced mobilities. Their journey, marked by adversity and tenacity, served as a poignant reminder of the interconnectedness of humanity and the imperative of collective action in confronting the complex narratives of climate change-induced migrations.

pecastefania — 2024-02-20 07:46:25 UTC

Climate changes and severe weather events such as El Nino may possibly lead to disasters, such as the floods that hit South America and Peru in particular. Agricutural farming and harvesting therefore represent a challenge and populations turned to cattle and stock. The peruvian guinea pig has been eaten for centuries dating back to the pre-Incan times. Indigenous peruvian and Andean communities saw the guinea pig as a valuable source of proteins which could supply an adequate intake throughout the year while compensating the lack of domesticated animals which were harder to stock at high altitudes.

pecastefania — 2024-02-20 07:46:56 UTC

Camminare per ore, giorni, settimane, mesi, nell'arsura del vento che brucia sulla pelle, della polvere e della sabbia che si appiccica al volto, alle mani, che entra negli occhi, intorno solo desolazione e scoraggiamento, dolore nelle poche o tante altre persone incontrate. Persone? Fantasmi sempre più evanescenti, ombre o meglio “negativi”, immagini rovesciate di una realtà che non c'è più. Di cui si parla come di una fiaba antica, di cui si ricordano appena colori e sensazioni. Come quando leggiamo che c'erano le giraffe nel deserto, o i dinosauri dove sono ora le nostre città.

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His grandfather used to harvest every year. He remembers when he was small, the entire family would gather in these occasions and they would work together until dawn. It was always around mid October. Now, he had his own family, and every year it would be a challenge. Every year would be different, every year would carry its own set of problems. Last year they were not able to harvest anything, because the heavy rains in May had destroyed the crop. He was looking for somebody to buy his land, and in the autumn they would move to Avellino, where he could more easily get a job.

pecastefania — 2024-02-21 09:51:33 UTC

La salsedine erode giorno dopo giorno terra, spazio, speranza. Le colture muoiono, silenziosamente infiltrate dall'acqua marina. Isole intere stanno scomparendo. Nonostante il 70% del pianeta sia ricoperto d'acqua, solo il 2,5% è acqua dolce. Una amara considerazione con cui dobbiamo fare i conti.

pecastefania — 2024-02-21 09:52:02 UTC

In a small coastal village nestled between lush mangroves and azure waters, lived the Khan family. For generations, they had called this picturesque hamlet home, relying on the bounty of the sea for sustenance and the tranquility of their surroundings for peace of mind. However, the tranquility was shattered by the relentless advance of climate change. As the sea levels rose and storms intensified, their village became increasingly vulnerable to the ravages of nature. Year after year, they watched helplessly as the shoreline crept closer, swallowing homes and livelihoods in its relentless march. With each passing season, the once vibrant community dwindled as families sought refuge elsewhere. Amidst this turmoil stood Aisha Khan, a determined young woman with a fierce love for her family and her land. But as the waters encroached further, she knew that staying was no longer an option. With a heavy heart, she made the difficult decision to leave behind the only life she had ever known. Gathering what little they could salvage, the Khan family embarked on a perilous journey inland, seeking sanctuary from the rising tides. They traveled by foot for days, traversing rugged terrain and braving the elements, their spirits buoyed by the hope of finding a new home. Finally, after weeks of arduous travel, they arrived at a bustling city nestled amidst rolling hills. Here, amidst the towering skyscrapers and bustling streets, they found refuge. Though the transition was not without its challenges, they gradually adapted to their new surroundings, finding work and forming new connections within the community. Five years later, the Khan family had forged a new life for themselves in their adopted city. Aisha had found employment at a local environmental organization, where she advocated for policies to mitigate the impact of climate change. Though they missed the serenity of their coastal village, they had found solace in knowing that they were no longer at the mercy of the rising seas. And as they looked towards the future, they did so with renewed hope, knowing that they had weathered the storm together.

pecastefania — 2024-02-21 09:52:25 UTC

Amara, her weathered hands clutching a worn cloth bag filled with memories, stood on the cracked earth, a desolate canvas once her vibrant village. The relentless sun beat down, a stark contrast to the cool shade of the mango trees that used to grace their homestead. The Great Drought had taken everything - crops, livestock, laughter. It had taken hope, leaving behind a dust-choked silence. Amara wasn't alone. Families, their eyes etched with the same despair, shuffled towards the north, following whispers of a distant oasis. Their journey was an exodus in reverse, retracing the path their ancestors took generations ago, seeking refuge from another climate upheaval. Their meager possessions, carried on rickety carts pulled by skeletal oxen, told the story of their loss - a chipped teacup, a faded prayer rug, a child's clay doll missing an eye. The days bled into each other, punctuated by the relentless sun and the gnawing hunger. The once-fertile plains stretched endlessly, mocking them with their emptiness. Amara, drawing strength from the love she carried for her grandchildren, kept walking, her voice hoarse but her spirit unbroken. They sang folk songs under the starlit sky, their voices weaving tales of resilience and a desperate hope for a new beginning. After weeks of weary trudging, a shimmer appeared on the horizon. The Oasis of Whispers, shrouded in myth and legend, materialized, a mirage come true. Lush foliage lined a shimmering lake, a haven in the desolate landscape. Tears welled in Amara's eyes as they entered the oasis, greeted by the welcoming smiles of its inhabitants. Five years later, the story took a different turn. The oasis, despite its initial bounty, wasn't immune to the changing climate. Water levels dwindled, forcing them to adapt. Amara, drawing on her ancestral knowledge, led the community in water conservation techniques. They terraced the land, planted drought-resistant crops, and embraced sustainable practices. The oasis, once a refuge, became a beacon of hope, a testament to their resilience. Amara, her hands now calloused but strong, stood by the lake, no longer a weary traveler but a leader. The children played, their laughter echoing in the air, the sound of a future hard-won but cherished. The story of their displacement wasn't just about loss, but about adaptation, about the indomitable human spirit that blooms even in the harshest of environments. The legacy of Amara and her community wasn't just survival, but a testament to the power of hope, even in the face of climate change.

Australia, 2072

pecastefania — 2024-02-21 09:52:50 UTC

La nonna raccontava ogni sera del sapore di quelle arance. Si chiamavano tarocchi. Erano rosse tosse dentro e dolcissime. Le mangiava ogni giorno in Sicilia, la terra dove era nata e cresciuta e che a causa di una tempesta tropicale aveva dovuto abbandonare. Già, tempesta tropicale. Fu proprio a causa di una di quelle che la nonna perse tutto. Casa, lavoro, ricordi. Costretta a scappare e rifugiarsi in Australia insieme al nonno per ricostruire un futuro

pecastefania — 2024-02-21 09:55:28 UTC

Lorenzo is an Italian technical journalist formed through years of experience working in various Italian publishing enviroments such as: press agencies, newspapers, blogs, istitutional sites, magazines. His studies in electrical engineering and computer science have made him competent in various fields of information technology. Years of practice first as an IT manager and then as journalist led him to be a good link between the two professions. A good journalist is rarely a good technician, as well as a computer expert is arduously a good communicator. In his case these two aspects merge together. His curiosity pushes him to learn every aspect of any matter he deal with. Passion does the rest. He doesn’t have to wait for the speech of Steve Jobs “to stay hungry”. He always has been. He has such an insatiable thirst for knowledge that, back in the days, he quit working in a newsroom and chose to be a digital nomad. For a year and a half he lived off the articles that he wrote from anywhere. From the high slopes of Mont Blanc (where he spent a whole winter skiing) to the crystal clear beaches of Sardinia (where he stayed for the Summer), he sent news, analysis and articles thanks to a laptop and a mobile Internet connection. Nowadays he rediscovered his roots, the deep connections that he has with one of the most beautiful Capital cities of the World, a city so full of history and mistery that a curious person like him move away from it for too long. The marvelous place he's talking about is Rome (his hometown). He began proposing simple and useful solutions to companies that needed to be present on the Internet with a complex kind of digital communication. He built sites using common CMS platforms (WordPress, Joomla, Drupal, for example), optimizing the code when needed, mostly for sports facilities, bed and breakfast and restaurants. He is proud to have participated in the copywriting of a startup which sells traditional food products, trying out different solutions for e-commerce like OpenCart, Magento, WooCommerce, Prestashop, and that currently keeps on growing and improving. At the moment, he went back to work in a newsroom, for an economic and financial magazine, but with a work flexibility that even allows him to give scuba diving lessons in the evening. In his free time he like to fly up in the sky thanks to his paraglider, glide on the water with his kitesurf or over the snow while snowboarding, letting him being pushed by the wind with his windsurf, furthermore he likes to feel the wind push on his windsurf, or on a sailboat when he is with someone. He loves Web 2.0 projects, for this reason he’s an active couchsurfer, he uses all of the car-sharing programs, he offers rides using BlaBlaCar, tasty dishes via VizEat. He thinks that curiosity drives men to knowledge and that it makes them feel never sated. So, he feels not sated and he is always waiting for a new work adventure. But...because of the effects of climate change, he is no longer sure of being able to ski every winter, he is no longer sure of being able to encounter the same fauna and flora underwater. While these are concerns for his enjoyment, they are a direct observation of how the climate is changing and the reflection goes into the problems this can cause for entire families and populations.

pecastefania — 2024-02-26 15:15:23 UTC

Nel cuore dell'Amazzonia, dove il verde della foresta si staglia contro il cielo, viveva la famiglia di Mateo. Generazioni di discendenti, stretti nella rete intricata della giungla, hanno prosperato in armonia con la natura. Ma il cambiamento climatico non risparmia neanche le terre più remote e più selvagge. Le ultime estati roventi hanno portato con sé incendi devastanti che hanno divorato vasti tratti di flora lussureggiante. Il fumo provocato ha pervaso il villaggio di Mateo, soffocando la vita stessa dei suoi abitanti. Anche gli alberi secolari, simili a degli Ent, ne hanno risentito e molti si sono inclinati e altri sono caduti, lasciando dietro di sé solo cenere e disperazione. Mateo, giovane e intraprendente, si rifiutava di arrendersi a questo disastro. Con la moglie e i loro due figli, decide quindi di mettersi in viaggio verso il nord del Paese, alla ricerca di una nuova casa lontana dalle fiamme divoratrici. Preso lo stretto necessario decidono quindi di partire a bordo di una piccola imbarcazione, navigando lungo il Rio delle Amazzoni. Il viaggio vivono molti pericoli e capiscono di non essere gli unici a emigrare, infatti lungo le sponde del fiume vedono molti animali che vanno nella loro stessa direzione. Navigando per giorni e giorni, capiscono che il problema è molto più grande di quel che credevano e interessa migliaia di chilometri di foresta Amazzonica. Ma una speranza quasi fanatica li guida, alimentata dalla determinazione di Mateo e dalla forza della sua famiglia. Dopo settimane di peregrinazioni, finalmente giungono in un'area dove la foresta sembra ancora intatta, protetta da montagne maestose. Qui, tra i monti delle Ande, decidono di vivere un nuovo inizio. Costruiscono una modesta casa tra gli alberi e provano a rendere la terra fertile, vivendo in armonia con la natura. Con il passare degli anni, la famiglia di Mateo si adatta alla loro nuova casa. I figli crescevano sani e forti, imparando a rispettare e proteggere la terra che li aveva accolti. Mateo nel frattempo diviene un leader della comunità che nel frattempo si è formata da molte altre famiglie rifugiate climatiche. Dopo cinque anni, il villaggio che Mateo aveva aiutato a costruire era diventato un'oasi di pace e prosperità. Le lezioni apprese dalla tragedia li avevano resi più forti e uniti che mai. E sebbene il ricordo del loro antico villaggio nella giungla restasse vivo nei loro cuori, sapevano che avevano trovato un nuovo inizio, una nuova casa da amare e proteggere. Peccato che il Governo avesse pianificato la costruzione di una nuova strada proprio adiacente al loro villaggio…

The causes of climate change

pecastefania — 2024-02-26 15:17:39 UTC

As temperatures rise, there is greater humidity, which accentuates extreme precipitation and flooding, causing increasingly devastating storms. The frequency and extent of tropical storms, cyclones, hurricanes and typhoons, are also affected by warming ocean surface waters. • Choose sustainable means. • More train trips and fewer flights. • Reduce energy consumption. • Switch to renewable energy sources. • Make informed purchases. • Buy only if necessary. • Separate waste correctly. The climate is influenced by climatic factors: latitude, altitude, exposure, distance from the sea or large water basins, sea currents, prevailing winds

The widow and her three little mice

pecastefania — 2024-02-26 15:18:22 UTC

A mouse widow with her three sons went to live in the basement of a house in a quiet neighborhood. The cellar, which was located in the basement, was full of objects that were no longer needed by the inhabitants of the house: old bicycles, a moped from the 1980s, dirty oil cans, bottles, and disused furniture. It was a great place to hide and make a quiet life. One late winter night, which seemed to never stop raining, the widow noticed that the place was filling with water. Without hesitation she woke up the mice, let them out through a loophole and guided them along the outer wall to the roof. They squeezed between the roof pitch and the attic, but when they were inside the widow noticed that one mouse was no longer with them. The widow with the two remaining mice lived in the attic for a few months, but when summer came, the heat became unbearable. She tried to bring her little family back to the basement, but it had been occupied by other mice who chased her away with bites. She then decided to set off in search of a safe and comfortable place following her mouse instincts. After a long walk she arrived in front of a large body of water, fatigue and heat however had been fatal to another mouse. The widow and her remaining son hid under a wooden pier from which wooden ships sailed out to sea. Word had spread among the rats that the ships were arriving at wonderful places where there was plenty of food and mild weather. The widow's son decided to board one of the departing ships and sneaked onto it after climbing a rope. When the ship had already moved away from the shore, the widow came out of hiding to look for the last time at her son, her last child. As she scanned the horizon she was caught by a hungry seagull, but it did not eat her immediately. He took her to the colony where he and other gulls enjoyed torturing her. When the mouse was no longer moving, the gulls discovered that she was not even good to eat and threw her off a cliff.

pecastefania — 2024-02-26 15:18:45 UTC

Marco thought that only children and their parents living in Africa, near the deserts, were among those forced to pack up and look for a new life far away, across the sea, after a long and dangerous journey. But then one morning he woke up with water inside his house and his mother, crying, telling him to put something in his schoolbag and leave with her, his father and his grandmother. After days and days without rain, a water bomb had hit his town and flooded everything. "We will be back soon," his mother said. But Marco never saw his home again. More floods raged over it. His grandmother said this did not happen in her time. Now Marco lives further north and his new friends think that what happened to him cannot happen to them. But he remembers when he thought that certain things can only happen to children who live near deserts.

pecastefania — 2024-02-26 15:19:15 UTC

What can be told is much more than a story of migration due to climate change. These are the real stories of the Inhuit natives who were forced by the state to leave their lifestyle habits and be moved to small towns, living in small buildings with small windows and not in contact with nature. Most of them turn to alcoholism, fall prey to depression and some unfortunately decide to commit suicide. It is not the story of migration due to climate change, but these are true stories that make us understand what happens to people who suddenly have to abandon their lifestyle. and therefore what could happen to those who had to abandon their land and their habits very quickly.

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:32:37 UTC

Juan lived in Nicaragua. He’s born and raised in El Potrero, a little pueblo near Jinotega in the northwest of the country. He still remembers when he used to bath in the water of Río El Cacao with his mother and his aunts, as a little boy. Unlike nowadays, the river was full of nourishing clay. It is good for the skin and the soul, his mother used to say.
Today Juan is 17 and thanks to the Luigi Bottasini grant he got to start the Universidad Nacional de Agraria, studying agriculture. Those Italians who came twenty years ago, time after time, gained the confidence of the locals. Through their association, they really managed to find money so that the first young girls and boys of the pueblo could go study and became teachers in little schools they built, next to the river. Five years later, most of the younger population got a degree and could access to universities.
Juan spent 4 years studying in Managua, away from his family. He really wanted to find a way to grow new food plants, now that the temperature is rising and everything they planted suffered and, eventually, died.
Juan came back to El Potrero with his agriculture degree. The soil was so dry that not event the river was the same anymore. The food was short and many from the village were forced to go to work in Jinotega, earning very little compared to the rice and beans prices in the city. When Natalia got pregnant, he had to face reality: they couldn't have grown their little boys in those conditions. Natalia moved to Jinotega with her parents and Juan started his journey.
He made it through Honduras and Guatemala with almost no obstacles, except that time the bus was stopped by armed men. They just checked everyone’s ids and left. Problems started in Mexico. He never made it further Ciudad de Mexico. He started to sell nacatamales along the street. One of the simplest food in Nicaragua, some corn flower and meat wrapped in plantain leaves, made him look rich to the eyes of his wife and his newborn kid in Jinotega. Thanks to his cooking passion, he could send them money, hoping Jorge could go to study one day. Studying agriculture he might find a new way to plant seeds in El Potrero one day, starting to feed the soil again. Maybe then the river would nourish the whole pueblo anew.

I feel more comfortable using my own experiences with AI to describe this topic, as following

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Quando le emissioni di gas serra ricoprono la Terra, intrappolano il calore del sole, causando il fenomeno del riscaldamento globale e del cambiamento climatico. Il pianeta si sta riscaldando più velocemente che in qualsiasi altro momento registrato della storia.

Produzione di energia

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:37:00 UTC

Generare energia elettrica e calore bruciando combustibili fossili provoca una grossa fetta delle emissioni globali. La maggior parte dell’elettricità viene ancora generata bruciando carbone, petrolio o gas, che producono anidride carbonica e ossido di azoto, dei potenti gas serra capaci di avvolgere la Terra intrappolando il calore del sole. A livello globale, si valuta che solamente un quarto dell’energia elettrica provenga dal vento, dal sole e da altre fonti rinnovabili le quali, al contrario dei combustibili fossili, emettono nell’aria una quantità minima o nulla di gas serra o di sostanze inquinanti.

Produzione di beni

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:42:02 UTC

Le produzioni industriali sono responsabili delle emissioni nocive soprattutto a causa dell’utilizzo di combustibili fossili tanto nella produzione di materiali semilavorati come il cemento, il ferro, l’acciaio, la plastica quanto nella produzione di beni di consumo come nell’industria elettronica e tessile, solo per citarne alcuni. L’industria manifatturiera è uno dei maggiori responsabili delle emissioni di gas serra in tutto il mondo proprio a causa delle fonti energetiche non rinnovabili – come il carbone, il petrolio e il gas – impiegate nella loro impiantistica.

Disboscamento

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:42:49 UTC

La deforestazione a volte finalizzata all’incremento delle attività agricole di monocoltura estensiva contribuisce sensibilmente alle emissioni globali di gas serra. Si valuta che ogni anno vengano distrutti circa 12 milioni di ettari di foreste con l’evidente riduzione della stessa capacità del mondo naturale di sottrarre emissioni di anidride carbonica all’atmosfera.

Utilizzo dei trasporti

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:44:13 UTC

Le automobili, i camion, le navi e gli aerei si alimentano da combustibili fossili a base di petrolio, come la benzina, rendendo il trasporto uno tra i maggiori responsabili dei gas serra, in particolare delle emissioni di anidride carbonica. I trasporti rappresentano quasi un quarto delle emissioni globali di anidride carbonica legate alla produzione di energia per la loro alimentazione e le previsioni suggeriscono un aumento significativo del consumo energetico in questo settore nei prossimi anni, tanto nel trasporto terrestre che navale ed aereo.

Produzione alimentare

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:44:46 UTC

La produzione alimentare utilizza ogni genere di prodotto chimico-farmaceutico nel settore agricolo e di allevamento terrestre e marino ed è ritenuta responsabile dell’aumento dei gas serra. Le emissioni di gas derivano inoltre dalla deforestazione e il disboscamento di terreni e accompagnati dall’utilizzo dei fertilizzanti, diserbanti, insetticidi e mangimi complessi a base di antibiotici, ormoni e disinfettanti. Anche nel settore primario l’impiantistica è fondamentale nella produzione e gestione agricola, della pesca e dell’allevamento: pensiamo alla movimentazione globale di questi prodotti, alla loro etichettatura, al loro imballaggio e al loro trasporto in container su cargo navale e aereo.

Fornitura elettricità per edifici

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:45:55 UTC

Non solo nelle industrie primarie e secondarie, ma anche i consumi energetici di uso civile sono in continuo aumento ed anch’essi contribuiscono negativamente ad emettere quantità significative di emissioni di gas serra. Alle variazioni climatiche corrispondono aumentate esigenze di climatizzazione e di domotica negli edifici pubblici e privati.

Consumi eccessivi

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:46:38 UTC

La tua abitazione e il tuo utilizzo di energia, il modo in cui ti sposti, ciò che mangi e la quantità di rifiuti che generi contribuiscono alle emissioni di gas serra; lo stesso vale per il consumo di beni quali abbigliamento, articoli di elettronica e plastica. Una grossa fetta delle emissioni globali di gas serra è legata alle abitazioni private. Il nostro stile di vita ha un impatto profondo sul nostro pianeta. I più ricchi ne sono i maggiori responsabili. Così l’1% più ricco della popolazione mondiale è responsabile di una quantità maggiore di emissioni di gas serra rispetto al 50% più povero.

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:47:32 UTC

The guy was from Bangladesh. I met him as I was working in a clothes factory here in the money-and-work sodden Veneto. I was working there too. He was always smiling and chatty and friendly. I worked there but I was sad, because it was not my kind of perfect job, but, hey, there is no perfect job. He had to leave his country because Bangladesh was going underwater. He walked all his road to Italy. He spent time in Russia; he liked the Russian people and Saint Peterbourg, but he didn't like the cops always stopping him asking for money, because he had no permit. So he started to walk again, and ended up here in Veneto, where he got a legal permit, a hard but regular job. And hwe sent home his first money, then after some years, with his savings he could bought a sparkling Italian moped. And was happy to unload containers under the smeltering sun, the choking heat of August, breathing dust because most of the containers where coming from Bangladesh. "Look, he told me, I can still breath Bangladesh air".

A better place.

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:48:33 UTC

As we can see, pollution is a serious issue now days, in fact, weather patterns have changed in some areas, devastating farming and agriculture. This is terrible, but we can always make the difference. Since 2018 Greta Thunberg started sensitizing about climate change and finally people understood that something was wrong. Especially young people try to protect the environment by recycling, which essential for the survival of our planet because it saves energy that would be required to produce other waste. However, some people still don’t understand the importance of recycling, or they find it hard to do. I would like to give some advice to unbelievers and to couch potatoes. The reports are clear: in our ocean we have an island made of plastic that has the same size of France and it is killing the marine wildlife. So, what can we do to stop these things? There are many options: reduce plastic, use public transports, buy second-handed clothes, Use of fans instead of Air Conditioner, walk and Eat local, organic produce & less meat. At the beginning, it could seem a mammoth task, nevertheless doing it every day it will be much easier. We have to keep in mind that if we want to save our planet, we have to sacrifice something. And you? What are you willing to sacrifice for a better place?

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:49:07 UTC

It still was dark, but she needed to move fast; she headed towards the small door and got out. The sky was grey and sunlight barely showed her the way. This new environment was hard to stand, specially from someone coming from such a hot climate, but she had to, since there was no other way around to survive. She had chose to be deported into this area, in order not to lose her entitlements. All those left behind had to either accept the new status quo or move and she had no intention to lose her freedom because of the new restrictions. There seemed not to be a big difference between the sly and the ground, but there should have been. She was sure of that while moving in the twilights towards the city

pecastefania — 2024-02-29 13:49:29 UTC

As the summer approaches Fatima is struggling to work in the field of her village, south of Marrakech. She was raised in one of the houses in front of the river, but now, because of the strong drought that is putting Morocco on its knees, she is struggling to keep up with her work. In fact, women work mostly in agricolture, leaving jobs like construction to men. With the effects of climate change in the region, Fatima is slowly losing her field. No water, no crops. She is thinking to leave everything behind, maybe move up to the north of the country, where a desalinization process is starting and maybe she has more chances to continue with her agricoltural job. However, climate change is not affecting the job of Adbul, her husband. As long as he has this job, the family is not going to move. Fatima has to find new ways to cope with the lack of water in her field.

elenagiacomelli10 — 2024-02-29 21:53:52 UTC

Kamau looks at his fathers farm, the farm that raised him and wonders how something so green can turn so brown in an instant. He wonders at the butterflies he no longer sees, or the croaking of the frogs that was so irksome but whose absence screams of doom. He looks at his father and it’s almost as if the brown of the earth have transformed him too, this man who always had something in his granary has to buy maize flour from the kiosk. You can taste his bitterness on the flour. Kamau’s father is happy that his son gets to escape this disease that has swept the earth. The children of his friends are not so lucky. He is torn between exuberance and mourning his sons separation from the land. This land that belonged to his father, who was bestowed it by his father and so on and so on. This land that has become barren, and a source of anguish. On the day of his flight, Kamau walks around the neighborhood, this neighborhood that he may never see again, the neighborhood that raised him. One he can no longer call home, and tears run down his face. The question of who deserted who first comes to mind, would I have changed things? Am I running away? Can I, can we fix this? Is that one tree I defaced the reason for all these? Or maybe it’s the books I so like to read, are they the reason? The tears keep falling. His flight lands on a cold Monday morning, on the cab ride he is met by dried trees, leafless trees, and an air akin to darkness. The cab driver says it’s raining but Kamau can’t see the rain. You mean it’s drizzling he corrects. No, it’s raining the cab driver answers. “I thought it would be snowing, they said it’s always snowing around this time.” Kamau says. “Climate change,” the cab driver answer.

pecastefania — 2024-03-04 08:52:58 UTC

Joy was a little dog who lived in the big city. His family was always busy: the big humans worked from the morning to the night, and than they have to go out to eat or to sleep at the cine to have a rest. So Joy had all the time of the world to play with his best friend Baby, a beautiful exemplar of human little boy. All the days were incredibles, full of strong things to do, dangers to avoid, misteries to solve but an ungly day the fantasy magic became the terrific reality: the rain started to come down in streams and didn't stop anymore. The happy family lost the car in the river, the bicycle and the cellar in the mud, all the furniture were dissolved by the water, the money disappeared in the caos of everything. The all family have to transfer under a bridge and hope the old structure decides not to collaps over their heads. Joy was sold to a butcher to satisfay the stomachs screaming and at the end they had to build a houseboat with makeshift tools to survive.

pecastefania — 2024-03-04 08:53:17 UTC

Venice is a hydrowoman. She recalls her roots to be symbiotically intertwined with the water that surrounds, traverses, surpasses, and sustains her. Yet, she has lost contact with how that feels. Compressed by a top-down system that sells her away, piece by piece, to the evils of profit and cement. She is impeded to summon the indigenous spirit within herself, the vitality of her archipelagic soul. Silenced, petrified, deprived of any vital space for dis-ruption or re-volution, she helplessly floats on a lagoon of nihilism. Even her tidal cries that once empowered her with fluid scapeways, are bothered, bordered by a massive wall. Only the water carries her memory.

pecastefania — 2024-03-04 08:53:34 UTC

What if the place where one lives is completely deprived of trees? Ali is a young man, who travelled lands and seas to find a better place to live in and create a future for himseself and, now, for his wife as well. He comes from Pakistan, refers he was kidnapped by those who are used to employe kids and force them to embrace arms. But he managed to escape and walked nights and days to reach Libya with a look to Europe.
When asked about his country, he tells of a cohesive small community, rich in values, with a specific attention to those weak such as elderly and kids. But no hope for the future, temperatures growing higher and higher, and no trees. Ali is now looking forward to migrating to Canada. Italy has been just the first step of his journey to a safer place.

Con l’aumento delle temperature, l’incremento delle ondate di calore e la diminuzione delle nevicate, lo scioglimento dei ghiacciai sta accelerando. Se nel 2100 avremo ancora riserve d’acqua sotto forma di ghiaccio congelato dipende in larga misura dagli sforzi per contenere la crisi climatica.

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