Author: Arnaldo Pellini
Kirjoitusharjoitus
Hei. Moi. Minun nimeni on Arnaldo. Olen Italialainen. Asuun Suomessa, Tampereella. Tulin Tampereelle kesäkuussa 2017. Tuulin perheen kanssa Indonesiasta. Indonesia on tosi iso maa Aasiassa. Asuin Jakartassa, Indonesian pääkaupunki. Mikä minä teen? Miksi asuin Indonesiassa? Yliopistossa Italiassa opiskelin taloustiede. Sitten meni Skotlannissa, ja opiskelin kehitysmaiden taloustiede. Olen taloustieteilijä/ekonomisti ja työskentelen kehitysmaissa. Teen tutkimusta ja konsultointa kehitysprojekteille.
Tramonta il 2023 – Sunset on 2023
It is the last sunset of 2023. It is cold. No clouds. It is an early sunset this time of the year at 16:12. Never mind, the colours are nice, the air is crisp, the landscape seems in high definition. 2024 is just one sunrise away. Let’s hope it will bring more sense into this world. That wars will end. That hatred will be turned into acceptance and empathy. There are so many problems we […]
Buon compleanno
Buon compleanno. Un’immagine dell’inverno che stiamo attraversando. Tanta neve. La campagna e i boschi che si sono addormentati e che si risveglieranno quando inizierà a fare un po’ più caldo. A poco a poco la neve si scioglierà. Il ghiaccio nel lago se ne andrà per ultimo. Questo albero resiste. È riuscito ad infilare le sue radici tra le fessure di questa pietra che dà sul lago. In primavera germoglieranno alcune foglie. Si godranno il […]
Peaceful countryside
The path to the forest is covered by new snow. The steps from people who walked past have disappeared. I make my way with the fresh snow reaching my knee. It is nice to start a new path that other people may follow until the next big snowfall. The dog follows me. He avoids the snow in front which is too deep for him. I throw him some snowballs along the steps we have left […]
Introspection
I walk the usual path in the Arboretum park lost in my thoughts. The trees on my left. The lake on my right. My dog pulls following some scents under a thin layer of snow. I can see the bend of the path about 100 meters ahead. I see the tree that has grown diagonally and not straight up. Maybe it was due to the winds or the soft soil at the edge of the […]
Dots in the water
Looking up
I lace up my trekking boots, grab my walking stick, and give a quick whistle to the dog.
The horizon
L’Arte
A quote from Alessandro Manzoni by Giuseppe Pontiggia