My grandmother and my mother would remind Killeen me not to go in any place where there were children who didn’t have enough to eat. The two most important women Killeen of my childhood always showed great compassion towards others, but at that stage of my life I took the warning to be just an attempt Killeen to have me stay put, because I was always on the move, Killeen without a moment of rest, senza rigetto, as the expression went, then as much as I am now.
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With bread as food, most Calabrian villages, though not all, managed to go beyond hunger, to overcome centuries of deprivation. Later, when in writing my dissertation I began reading essayists and writers of fiction in order to better decipher oral and written autobiographical sources, I understood, finally, that the bread and the rest we received from our parents was a luxury. Villages were still hungry for bread. In 1959, Saverio Strati sets the novel Tibi e Tascia in one of these Calabrian hamlets and tells a story in which the two hungry children of the title would pick up the crumbs left by better off people and would dream of the food of the rich: eggs and sausages, chicken and goat meat, prosciutto, cheese, wine.
Corrado Alvaro in his Un treno nel sud A Train in the South tells of how the intercity buses “transport perpetually, without confusion, without hate and almost without grief, a population that has become nomadic, that carries its heavy bundles, its bread, the pocket knives to cut it with, bit by bit, dreaming of tomorrow’s bread A Calabrese eats his bread with his little knife as if it were from a fine piece of wood, sitting with his sack of things in railway stations, waiting for trains going to Milan, Rome, Turin, Aosta, for any destination where he may seek his fortune.”
And during those same years, Leonida Repaci in his Calabria grande e amara Calabria, a Great and Bitter Land leaves some unforgettable descriptions of the hunger of the Calabrian peasantry. Hunger was the word that recurred over and over again in those stories of the elders. To flee hunger, above all the hunger for bread, and to find bread for their children, many left for Canada, Germany, the United States.