We kids Zoo Torino "There was once a king, a king on all fours with a thick mane on his head .. And there was a bear, there were monkeys and tigers, c '... There were giraffes and hippos cages to lock them up so that man could admire the beauty of sadness soothed dall'inguaribile their eyes and know strength and agility, by changing the environment hostile and sedatives. passed time .. so, too.
But here's the happy ending, written by other bars, this time to shut the hell good bars, which closed the zoo. We continue from there, the Park Michelotti of Turin, the city of the Mole is the former zoo. A place to remember, to reflect, to understand, a place that we will use along with quellastoria as a framework to tell a good story really made the game and festival of ideas and snacks, lectures, discussion, music, art , stand, massages, movies, food, workshops to learn how to cook and self-build, time with the kids and everything that we consider to be good, as those bars, those bars second, good and respectful of all that lives and must continue to live. "
So begins the invitation email to the new edition of Veg Festival to be held on the weekend here in Turin and I am really thinking about how a certain effect a place of suffering, thanks to the 'enthusiasm of the people, be a place for such a good party.
I must have been more or less eight years when, with Elizabeth C., wife of elementary extraordinarily always smiling even when the teacher scolded her, and both mothers, I visited the Zoo Michelotti. So bring the kids to see "wild animals" was a 'fairly common practice: they are entertained for a couple of' hours, they are surprised, perhaps they are unable to excite the imagination and stimulating. I remember that afternoon only to be left open-mouthed in front of a 'never-ending anaconda under glass, in that dark room and rather smelly called "Reptile", the rest is a bit dark' for years, a little 'for the advancing age, a little 'just because maybe I wanted to remove. Then they
Simon and Elizabeth, now called James, Elena, Emma, \u200b\u200bLorenzo, Luca, Nicole, Beatrice, Frederick, Angelica ... named after the grandparents, the books on which you choose, saints, heroes, are children, children with all my heart I hope they have learned, even before the word "Mom" or immediately after the word "Respect", in relation to everything around them, nothing and no one excluded. I was eight years old and I was not aware of the suffering endured by these animals and probably, like most of my coetani, I thought that the lion could easily live in the city as in the savannah, the penguin is not clumsy at all would have affected the climatic difference between turin and the convention center and that at that 'anaconda, so long, the space granted was more than enough.
is not certain that the animal spirit is always the result of imprinting, sometimes the parents to learn from their children, so was for me today I'm sure my mother would find 'alternative far more fun to entertain two little girl smiling brightly and not accompany them to a place of suffering and imprisonment.
Friday you go to the zoo to see how people do not necessarily vegetarian, but certainly respectful of any of their thoughts, propose their alternatives, they believe that all those bars were not slaughtered in vain.
