MATER'S  DAY

Each October we come back to School. Differently from that time when we used to come every day to attend classes. Everything has changed and so have we. We come back to School on pilgrim's steps. Yes... on pilgrim's steps. Our legs start trembling as we get nearer the sacred place. Today, the School is sacred for us. It's a shrine - a shrine of meeting - of ourselves - of all of us - of our past and of our present. When we get near, there at the gate, our memory comes back: we face the past, a pleasant past which we want to find again. Escaping from the present, from the hard present, and coming back to the old good times of childhood and sweet irresponsibility? No, it's far different from it. We want to feel ourselves together in the meeting of past and present.

In October, like in the big pilgrimage parties, we bring up our offer - cases and facts of life. Here is our childhood and adolescence - precious relics of our memory. Here we are today, yet others, whit everything years have caught, but still ourselves.

In October we celebrate Mater's party - through her we understand the real sense of our "pilgrimage". We understand why we feel different before memories of our schooldays and the confrontation with our present. Her image is a reminder of the woman who made herself a shrine of her own God. She is courage to the meeting, is parable of our definitive unit.