Somehow I found myself, when I was 14-teen, in the moment I moved to Italy, to be a foreigner in myself.
During that time, I felt a sense of frustration and I had depressive moments when I really felt low low and high high.
Only growing up I realized that I was particularly unlucky being a teenager and a "migrant" at the same time. But, I started to recognise that the foreigner begins when the awareness of my difference arises and ends, and when we all recognise ourselves as foreigners. So, I began to consider diversity as a positive characteristic in myself. It wasn't simple, but I learnt the strength of resilience and perseverance.
During my adolescence I was particularly in love with London. I always dreamt to go there and I was super mad with my parents that "choose" Italy instead of England...
Unfortunately I couldn't go to visit London without a "visa". I only had access to the cultural heritage of the city: my favourite music, reading Dickens' Oliver Twist and trying to learn English.
Now, after sixteen years dreaming, I can really touch, feel, even taste the rhythm and the energy in the air. "Would you give me a smile?" - london calling
"I'm not trying to couse a big sensation
talking about my generation" - my generation
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