November 22, 1980
From Chiara’s Diary {rokbox title=|Dal diario di Chiara :: 22/11/1980| size=|fullscreen| thumb=|images/scritti/19801122-diario-p.gif|}downloads/chi_19801123_en.pdf{/rokbox} 22 November 1980 It’s more than a month before Christmas and the city streets of Zurich are already covered in lights. Bahnhofstrasse and parallel streets. A never-ending row of shops, a sophisticated but exorbitant richness.We are in what is perhaps the richest country of the world.To the left of our car a row of shop windows catches our attention. Through the window it is snowing gently: an optical illusion. Boys and girls on sledges pulled by reindeer and Disney animals. Still more sledges and Father Christmas and little deer, piglets, hares, frogs, puppets and red dwarfs. Everything is moving gracefully. Oh! There are the angels… But no! They are fairies, recently invented to adorn the snow-white scene.A child with his parents stands on tiptoe and watches, fascinated.But in my heart is disbelief and then, almost rebellion: this rich world has trapped Christmas and all that goes with it, and has evicted Jesus!It loves the poetry, the atmosphere, the friendship