Diversity Stories

Valentine's Day in Japan

2019-02-15T08:00:00.001-08:00

We are women.
And we love each other.
Along with twelve other couples, yesterday we were in Tokyo, under the winter sun, which warms the hearts where the rulers of our time give us frost and suffering.
Yesterday was Valentine's Day and we were there to deliver a letter.
A love one.

Love words for the love that binds us.
And for the sacrosanct right to see it recognized.
Like a feeling as any other.
We wrote it with our hands.
And we did it together, one for the other.
With the same hopes, pushed by the common dream.
Because sometimes it happens that two lovers are aware of trying the same things at the same time, to the point that you don’t even need to talk to understand each other.
Nonetheless, where someone dares to question such a magic, well, then you have to find the courage to throw out the words in favor of posterity.
It’s with them that we have decided to sue the government of Japan.
With a love letter on the day dedicated to it.
We ask for right and proper attention.
About what we are.

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The equality school uniform

2019-01-18T08:15:00.002-08:00

Once upon a time there was the school uniform, that today in Italy we call “grembiule”.
Martial as grotesque masquerade born with the fascist regime which it seems we cannot free ourselves from.

Free ourselves could be varied on freeing ourselves, and remaining on the point, freeing them, the children. To give them freedom, to teach it, among the most underestimated and absent subjects from ministerial educative programs.
That’s what Italy Interior Minister Matteo Salvini’s said, proposing the grembiule as mandatory: "There is time for fashion, and so for the dressing’s expression of personality. It’s better some healthy equality."
He forgot to say that our schools are already all the same, but not in a good way.
Many of them are in a precarious condition from the seismic point of view, deprived of toilets worthy of the name, with the absence sometimes of toilet paper, with the heating off or not working, with crumbling desks and the ceilings that lose rubble.
Nevertheless, fortunately for them, regardless of such naive attempts to imprison their imagination and vocation to be unique, the children of this country are all wonderful living symbols of diversity.
The only equality they ask is about their respective, inviolate rights to see their needs satisfied, receiving an adequate education inside welcoming and comfortable conditions, and cultivating their personal aspirations.

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A special night

2018-12-14T09:52:00.001-08:00

Fine.

There is something accurate in all of that.
I mean, it should go like that, and we have to accept it.
That's what I tried to justify to my sons, when they knew I would have been out for work, that special night. I'm just the youngest one, and also the last on time.
It’s your shift, they said...

I know, I replied.
Well, it is the meaning of an already made fate: we must welcome and get the best we can out of what arrives.
The children did not like all of that and they made me understand it in each possible way.
My wife was great to do the opposite, but I knew that she suffered even more, for lots of other reasons...

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Liza is too different

2018-12-07T09:47:00.000-08:00

Well, I know everything.
Liza has it all of that.
My husband and I have spared nothing.
So, nobody could ever dare to speculate who she resembled more, as many used to say to couples with young kids.

From strange origins to diverse abilities – if we need to name them with a bit of love and respect.
From an original mind to an equally peculiar way of comprehending and expressing feelings and emotions.
From all that might be called imperfection, damage, disruption or not, but you notice that.
Well, you should have noticed my daughter Liza.
Anyway, I was waiting for yesterday's moment, when we came back from school…

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Diversity Stories: What if Test

2018-11-23T08:09:00.000-08:00

That’s the story I want to talk about today.
A kind of educative tale in a form of universal method to think.
Before doing anything.
We could call it a test, if you like.
Think about what happened in China to Dolce and Gabbana racist ad.
Here is something that would have helped the company to avoid such a backlash.
What if, promoting his brand in Italy, a Chinese entrepreneur showed videos of a clumsy Italian girl unable to eat spring rolls?
In other words, what if your country was the target?
What if you were on the spot instead of others?
What if we might change place in your preferred world’s image?
What if you are us and vice-versa?
I know, that’s something old and trivial, but if it is so, why there are still so many people not using it?

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Homosexuality no longer a crime in India

2018-09-06T06:23:00.001-07:00

Today, Nuova Delhi.
But you could choose every town of the land, if you like.
Because today is a great one for free love.
Since yesterday loving whoever you wanted...
It was a crime.
Living with the person you wish to see every day…
It was a crime.
Embracing the creature you dream of so far…
It was a crime.
Being one with the soul you thought to be made for…
It was considered a crime.
Walking together hand in hand with who you waited for…
You might not believe it, but that’s what it is.
Or, was.
A crime.
You might not believe this too, but in many, too many other places in the world.
It still is…

We need female composers in classical music concerts

2018-06-14T07:53:00.001-07:00

Once upon a time there was a world where statistics show a sad reality: only 76 concerts of classical music among the 1,445 organized around the world from this year to 2019 include at least one piece of a woman.
As a result, once upon a time there was a world where 95% of the concerts involve music composed only by men.
Once upon a time there was a machist solo.
Where C and D chords count more than A.
Yet it was said juxtaposed, “give me an A”, to start the show.
Of emotions and echoes that we trivially call life.
Once upon a time there was a world out of tune, therefore.
Because trapped in a pentagram deprived of marvelous sounds...

Composer Emily Hall said: "All organisations have a responsibility to programme at least one work by a female composer, I just think that should be standard now."

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The two raindrops

2018-06-07T05:46:00.002-07:00

This story is from a long time ago and when I say a lot I mean really a lot.
You may say that man was still not in the world, so animals and plants.
There was not even the toilet, so, imagine how uncomfortable it was... well, it is clear, now, let’s back to the point.
There was, of course, earth and sea, sun and moon, so the clouds.
Yes, the clouds.
Among them there was a little one who made her first steps in the sky.
At the same time, the cloud was made of tiny raindrops, at the very first experience too. Among them there was one that stood out upon the others because she always had a smile on her face...

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Diversity stories of music

2018-05-31T03:55:00.001-07:00

This story is about a very strange guitar.
In fact, while every musical instrument writes its destiny coming into the hands of people who try to fly away from the ground with soul and passion, as only a human being could, this guitar did all without it.
Because its six strings were alive.
From the bottom of the instrument, the acutest voice, there was Misbaah, followed by his older brothers, Siraaj and Solmir, his sister Redha, and finally mom and dad, Labeeb and Mindhur.

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Diversity stories of immigrants

2018-05-24T03:49:00.002-07:00

There was once a bottle, an old one.
There was water in the bottle.
On the water you could see an ancient sailing ship, a fake one, being honest.
Nevertheless, thanks to an absurd alchemy, that ship had a crew.
I am talking about Captain Hasan and his company, a group of men who would follow his commander in any adventure and everywhere in the world.
I have never seen so much fidelity outside that bottle.
However, unlike his men, Hasan knew about the ship’s real condition: they would never leave the bottle...

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Diversity stories for kids about lions

2018-05-17T06:00:00.002-07:00

This is a story of lions.
There was Ben, a very proud animal.
Abandoned very young by his parents, fled to not fall into the hunter’s hands, Ben lived adoring courage and strength, but above all by fueling hatred against fear.
Ben could not stand the timorous lions and disapproved anyone who did not face alone the great elephant.
A true lion did not run away from the great enemy and mystery, the fire.
One day without jumping with blind eyes did not deserve to be lived, that was his motto.
So, you can easily understand why Ben was not friendly with his own pride, more than ever for a great secret...

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Diversity stories of food

2018-05-04T08:26:00.001-07:00

He remains banned, with a hanging expression, so his brain, like the laptop hourglass where the user's request imposes a surplus of work.
Thus, according to the dialectical rules of modern right-handedness, it finds courage and doesn’t give up on evidence.
So? He exclaims with decisive boldness.
Then, afterwards, in a totally free and chaotic speech.
The numbers are Arabic.
And my cell phone is Chinese.
As well as my daughter’s toys and lots of stuff at home.
The TV is Korean, all right.
And the car outside is German, I confess.
This morning's coffee comes from Brazil.
And the bananas of the usual, breakfast smoothie are from Senegal.
You think I don’t know?

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Diversity stories of brave women

2018-04-13T07:49:00.001-07:00

That is maybe the worst fault of a whole generation of fragile accomplices, deluded by the belief that with the more or less passionate combination of words and tones, the task could be exhausted.
Behind the presumed poetry of the moment, there is a whole world, fused together with admirable dignity and prowess in a single soul that sees every moment, even now, its shreds pulled away by obtuse beasts, now accepted as ordinary.

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Diversity stories about fear

2018-03-30T18:09:00.000-07:00

I see a room.
A room protected by aggressive guards and armed with threatening weapons.
In the middle, an old man.
A very aged one, with tired eyes, but still fixed on his own hand, that is, the claw clutching the consumed pencil which he passes with hellish repetition always on and on the same stretch of the governmental drawing.
Lines and contours, full shapes and the empty ones, more than ever the paper that suits all is so worn out to implore pity and craving peace along with the past painted horrors, bravely burned in the bad times gone by.
Nevertheless, the disturbing, yet reassuring canvas is still there, it resists with cruelty, despite the hourglass being losing the last grain of dullness.
I see, I see it, like all of us, the mad design.
The world we are experiencing, and at the same time unknowingly worship.

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Diversity stories from Japan

2018-03-28T18:07:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time there was a sky.
No, ‘the’ sky, the perfect heavenly picture that has seen all of us passing through and, sooner or later, will tell everything.
I refer to something drawn from below, with no ambition to what makes the shapes and contours of the human creation worthy of the eye.
Read as well as the naive, moving courage to imagine the world as it should be.
In this sky, not ‘the’, everything existed according to the given order.

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Diversity stories about the old age

2018-03-27T17:04:00.000-07:00

Listen, listen.
On the other side of the world, and especially of the reassuring logic, there is another university.
I cannot tell you the name and not even the town, otherwise they’ll be at risk.
You know, their discovery doesn’t only exceed the Swedish one, but could also cause the researchers lots of serious difficulties, as attacks, self-attacks, boycotts under form of attacks, Mexican butchers in the form of authorized clearance, preventive, pacific and defensive wars, cuts of funds, just cuts, other attacks, but only for mental insanity, hacker intrusions, and also rats ones, which will not affect the elections but are not good at all, right?
Are you sitting?

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Diversity stories about migrants future

2018-03-26T17:02:00.000-07:00

The person who is writing lives in a time where migrants have got this infamous role.
Yes, I know, now you're going to be angry and you're right.
It’s not the destiny neither the role to be bad, but those who dare making in your behalf.
They impose on you their plagued and cruel delusions as if it were unquestionable truth from the sky.
Nevertheless, everybody knows that the latter gives just rain and snow, even lightning, miraculously comets and falling stars.
On the contrary, the burning dullness of the heart, which inflicts pain by hitting many times on the same wound, it always comes from your own kind.
My friend on the horizon, I have no idea what your name is.
Maybe you have blue skin, three eyes or flames in place of your hair, I have no idea what your diversity will be, in the eyes of others. So, I don't know your features, the depths of your being, and especially the reasons that will push your contemporaries to use you as the scapegoat of every evil in the world.

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Diversity stories about wild life

2018-03-25T17:00:00.000-07:00

Just close your eyes and turn off the timid anti-life software that the “inoperative” system has imposed on you to install.
Can you see what I see?
Even with semantic divisions and chromatic delusions, the different souls attract and meet each other everywhere.
It’s all blood and screams on the main window which is arrogantly open on our digital horizon, but the world is not just that.
In the latter, right now, there are people who shake hands, despite what the epidermis suggested.
Others are hugging, incredibly, yes, though their cults are struggling to look at one another through their divine interpretations.

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Diversity stories of animals

2018-03-24T17:59:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time there where the rainbow ants.
A fairy tale, yes, to tell and listen, that’s it.
We talked about it at the Stories Circle last night, where everybody was almost drunk, but not for bad habitude or to cover up a heart torment.
Just for imitation, not to be taken as the usual moralist parties-crasher, everyone had got into the crowd, ignoring who had really started all.
As ever, the barman was the very first suspected, but it would have been too banal, like the Butler in the thrillers.
That’s an impossible road to take, in our meeting, because the reality’s ordinariness, and its interpretations, are almost as banned as the ending too soon tales.

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Diversity stories about Homophobia

2018-03-23T16:58:00.000-07:00

I am aware that you will say that I use too many “you know’s”, pointing them in red...
You are right, but why don’t we remain on the spot, for once?
Let's leave the simple form and concentrate on the contents, the real meaning of things, it’s okay for you?
So let's start with homophobia.
According to Oxford Dictionary, it means dislike of or prejudice against homosexual people.
Well, now things change, right?
I would not disregard you, Professor, but in the light of the above explanations, we should start again.

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Diversity stories of alien humans

2018-03-23T08:26:00.001-07:00

Try to understand our limits, before the dangerous mixture.
Even today, where it is present in a child, or future woman, it is feared as the most powerful weapon of mass liberation.
We fear aliens, yes.
And most of the time we do everything to isolate them and cause them suffering.
But not those that fall from the sky in sci-fi stories or undermine our future among the special effects of movies.
Those are us disguised, actually.

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Diversity stories from Italy

2018-03-22T17:56:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time there was a population.
A united population.
Tight in the middle of the world.
Safe, protected.
Possibly away.
From danger.
Real or narrated it might be, because if the story and the news will greet along the way, it means that the boundaries between the naïve invention and the roughness of the bare ground becomes ambiguous.
Confused and rarefied.
Getting the most paradoxical outcome.
To fascinate drunken people by misguided tales, at the same time, to strengthen the beliefs of the population in question.
No one knows when it all began.

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Diversity stories about marriage

2018-03-22T06:11:00.002-07:00

You might ask: how did they live before?
Well, the question is reasonable, I’m aware of that.
You know? They did wrong, that’s the only answer.
For extended, they missed something extraordinary, unique, spectacular.
In short, normal.
Come on, let's say it together, indeed, let’s scream without any hesitation.
It’s simple common sense, letting people to get married.
How could you think of further insisting on the opposite way?
Two creatures meet, both touching each other with glances and thoughts for an indefinite time, attraction starts demanding attention, as much the impelling heart asks for not being ignored.

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Diversity stories at school: I am human

2018-03-22T04:47:00.003-07:00

"However, dear inhabitant of the earth, the point remains. You should work harder in making us understand who you are..."
"Fine, I understood, but the point, as you say, is just that. I am a terrestrial, so I have clear skin, blond hair and... yes! I have blue eyes, like that actor... you know him? Well, no, of course not..."
"Listen", says a female schoolmate at the first desk, turning around, making scare the new student. "As you see, I have fifty-six eyes on the right and fifty-seven on the left, colours of the pupils at random and eyelids that lower and rise at the rhythm of samba. Making the right counts, you’ll understand that I am slightly cross-eyed, but on my planet is everybody nature, then, what are we talking about? "

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Diversity stories about nature

2018-03-21T17:55:00.000-07:00

Well, the king was tired of all this permissive relativism with the obsession for moral drift and lustful transgression, that’s it.
He was the king and the kingdom belongs to the king, until proved otherwise, this was his thought watching the mirror that morning.
So, he made a proclamation.
Any citizen who was caught in acts against nature would be instantly executed.
The supreme judge of the kingdom, which was a fussy and upright man, promised to enforce the edict in six days.
Literally.
What followed was a true genocide.
The first day all aviators and each paratrooper, hostesses and stewards, pilots of aircraft of all sorts and the astronauts too, delighted people with the hang gliding and even those who preferred hot-air balloons and airships to powered aircraft, all were destroyed.

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