Marcelo Galvani

28 Nov, 2008

The Sun Out - Luis Fernando Gigena

Posted by: Marcelo Galvani In: General

I received by e-mail message from the Luis Fernando, sent by a friend in common. It is a remarkable story about what happened in Santa Catarina.

"My friends,

Today November 27, 2008 the sun came out and we go back to work. Despite spirits normal games and comments on this "forced off" the truth is I never felt so happy to return to work. Not only the work by the institution itself and the tranquility of where to win the bread, but also as a sign that life is returning to normal here in our Itajaí.

The photos circulating on the Internet and the news we provide clear images of everything that has happened then I will not extend narrating and describing the scenes seen these days. All of you already know by heart. I want to talk about is lessons learned.

For more than one thousand readings on theories and speak about it is still surprising how witnessing a tragedy of this size can do touch on the human being the most noble sentiments and their most primitive instincts. The scenes and situations that extended into the weekend in Itajaí did cry of joy, anger, sadness and helplessness. They made us lose faith in humans in a second, to recover it in the next. He made us see that if someone has taken advantage of the misery elsewhere, but it is also easier to start again when all they are the hands.

That upper body that each believes (God, Allah, Buddha, Gadu etc.). And the way that each of the designs have mercy of those:

- What is the situation took to looting in supermarkets, leading mainly beverages and cigarettes

- What ransacked a leading pharmacy controlled medicines, equipment and safes and destroying the products of which were essential as well as the physical structure of it.

- What real demanding 5 per one liter of mineral water.

- What came to ask for a real 150 gas cylinders.

- What were asking for donations of food and water in dry areas for selling the flooded areas.

- What was eat and get clothes at the screening did not even hit their homes.

- Which I hope people leave their homes to steal what was left.

- What did people sleep on roofs and slabs with cold and hunger for not having their homes sacked.

- What does not concern felt by anyone, something is wrong with his heart.

- That simply made of the fact that nothing happened, because they are in dry areas.

Similarly, that same entity superior bless:

- Those who attended the call of the radios and was presented on Sunday at the barracks of the firemen to help in any way.

- The firefighters who had patience with us in the barracks to educate and guide the activities that we should develop.

- The class of boats, the owners of lanchinhas of fisheries for the weekend that quickly brought its barquinhos in their carts and made much difference.

- The team's boat, which seemed great people that we knew of a lifetime.

- The soldiers of the army of Parana and Rio Grande do Sul

- The brave gauchos, often victims of our games that have brought trucks and truckloads of supplies.

- The cadets of the Academy of Military Police training is still in port with veterans.

- The Fire Department and local police who rescued, cared, guided and helped in all forms, often with their own homes under water.

- The Medical Volunteers.

- The Voluntary nurses.

- The firefighters of Parana who worked shoulder to shoulder with our own.

- At the Air and Army helicopters that made the purchase in places of difficult access.

- At the tireless SAMU ambulances and in general, or who have not had time for breathing.

- The staff of the helicopter of the Military Police of Sao Paulo, which showed that it is the long arm of solidarity.

- The staff of the radios that kept the public informed and kept the hope of who was alone at home.

- Students who lent their physical loading and unloading trucks at the screening.

- The people who cooked for thousands of strangers.

- The entrepreneur who is not identified and handed over a thousand marmitex in the sorting center.

- To all who donated or that is a piece of clothing.

- To all who have served or who is a glass of water to those who needed.

- To everyone who prayed for all.

- In Brazil all, who cried our dead and our losses.

- The new friends I made in the sorting center on Monday.

- To all those who called me concerned about the people.

- To all those who still care about someone.

- To all those who have done something, but I did not know or forgot.

A few years ago, a great flood in Argentina an anonymous wrote this:

START OF NEW

I was afraid of the dark

Until the nights were long and without light

I do not easily withstand the cold

By spending the night in a wet slab

I was afraid of the dead

Even have to sleep in a cemetery

I was rejected by who was in Buenos Aires

So they gave me shelter and food

I dislike the Jews

By giving drugs to my children

I loved to show my new jacket

So give it a boy with hypothermia

I carefully chose my food

Until I had hunger

I suspected the dark skin

Until I took a strong arm of the water

I thought I had seen a lot

Until I see people wander aimlessly through the streets

I did not like the dog of my neighbor

So that night I heard the whine until they drown

I do not remember the elderly

By participating in the purchase

I did not know cooking

Until you have in front of me a pot with rice and children with hunger

I thought my house was more important than the other

Until you see all covered by the waters

I was proud of my name and surname

Until we become all beings anonymous

I have not heard radio

So be it that kept my energy

I criticized the students' mess

Until them, the hundreds, I have extended their hands solidarity

I had absolute security as would be my next few years

Now not so much

I lived in a community with a political class

But now I hope that the current has taken although

I do not remember the name of all states

Now keep in each heart

I had good memory

Maybe so I do not remember the whole world

But I still what remains of life to thank all

I don 't know

Now you are my brother

We had a river

Now we're part of it

It is morning, the sun has left and is not so cold

Thank God

Let's start again.

Anônimo

It's time to start over, and it may be time to start not only physically. Perhaps a good opportunity to revive, to reinvent itself and grow as human beings.

At least that is my time, I believe.

May God bless all.

Luis Fernando Gigena "

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