“It was 1944 and I was a 9-year-old girl at that time. My father was in the forest tearing down the trees and preparing some wood for the winter, that seemed to be long and very cold. I went to grace the sheeps we had near our house and in the afternoon my mum asked me to go and bring some lunch to daddy and to my old brother. Once taken the horse out of the stable and linked the cart, I put the lunch next to me and I started riding, direction the village and its forests. It was late afternoon and my dad and elder brother should have come home with me, once it would have started getting dark. On my way to the woods, one of the neighbourghs warned me that some nazis troops were in the village, looking for men and wanted to arrest them. Panic! Panic everywhere! Above, under, near, in front of, behind and inside me!
It is the day before Ash Wednesday, that marks the periof of fast and abstinence of Lent, also known as SHROVE TUESDAY. The term “shrove” comes from the verb “to shrive” originally meant “to write”: in fact, in Medieval England, the priest would hear someone’s confession and write an appropriate penance down, so that the person would have been shriven. Sunday, Monday and Tuesday were dedicated to this period of penitence; Tuesday was the last opportunity for Christians to confess theirs sins before the start of Lent.