Paper 9

Allora, il tentativo c’è. Il risultato non si sa. Più no che sì, secondo me, comunque… Non è esattamente una traduzione letterale, diciamo che ho cercato un po’ di mediare, considerate le mie limitate conoscenze dell’inglese… Ad ogni modo, dateci una lettura e fateci una risata. Se mi dessero un centesimo per ogni errore che ci ho messo, credo che sarei milionaria…

And now I’m here, trying to judge this “Computer Literacy Course”… If I think to what I’m going to do, I can only smile, as I’ve always hated judgments, even when I attended High School. Lots of marks… but what’s about a mark? What can you measure with a mark? Knowledge? Not at all, maybe a performance at last… And it’s the same with judgments. What does a judgment mean? World is subjective, things I love the most are awful for someone else. So, let’s take another point of view. An opinion. Not a judgment, but an opinion. I’m not able to judge, I’m not on a stairway looking below, but I can talk about my opinion, yeah – I definitely can do it. This was a strange course, to me. Different, totally different from all the things I’ve done before. I’m a graphic designer, so maybe innovations might be habitual… But when our teacher said: “Okay, guys, make a blog!”, my first thought was: “Okay teach, but you have to kill me before!”. Obviousely, it’s one of my idiosyncrasies: computer. I’ve always hated computers, I watched them from a long distance (are they going to bite me...?), I was sure that they had a self-destruction button (I’m serious!, this is not a joke!), and once I was quite near to have a hysterical crisis as I was not able to turn on a PC (a few time later someone said that I was pushing to button to open the CD player, so the computer couldn’t turn on even if I continued to push that button for my whole life…). Well, I was quite sure I wanted to do the traditional exam and then – panic! – I said myself: “Okay, let’s do it”. And I’ve done it. I’ve opened a blog. It was very difficult at the beginning: I wanted a course which said me what to do and how to do it. Anyway, day by day I started sinking deeper and deeper into the blog. I don’t know how it happened. And I started noticing one thing that I’ve never thought before. I liked it. Damn, I really liked it. Me – the computerfobic. This kind of learning, a little bit on my own, a little bit under a supervision. The satisfaction I felt for every little progress, thinking “well, okay, I’ll never be Bill Gates, but now I can do something more…”. Yeah – a great satisfaction. Another beautiful thing: the blogs of the other people. Lots of sparkles, invisible to the eyes, impossible to pick them up during the 4 hours of lesson in a morning, but real on a monitor, truth without speaking. And then, something to do with my hands, after a lot of hours spend on books repeating words which seem so far from daily routine, word that you will forget after the exam… But this course was different. It has scratched me. It let me feel something that months on books couldn’t help to feel. Books are depersonalizing. When you repeat a lesson, word by word, you yourself become words, like a poem without meaning. But this time I have expressed myself. In the best way that I could. And, for the first time, I didn’t feel like a robot but like a person. In a ocean of books, right now, I’ve found a drop of beauty.