Almost every year of my life I commemorated the Shoah. At school, aged not more than 10, and later again, at 17, we went to a theatre drama on Auschwitz. I remember Italian presidents, from Pertini on, celebrating this day. We read Anne Frank’s diary at school and at home. And we cried on it. We know everything about Shoah: numbers, people, movies, from good ones like “Schindler’s list” to crap like “The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas”.
When I was 19, i.e. almost 19 years after I knew about Shoah, a friend showed me a movie called Train de vie. And so I got to know about Porajmos, from a movie on Shoah, actually. Did you know anything about it before reading this post?
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