Autogestione (n):
Where one's school refuses to teach but is still open and thus the students come and do workshops.
That's what's been going on in my school since Wednesday. I come to school, hang out with my friends for the first hour and then go to whatever workshop takes my fancy. Mostly I just go where my friends go.
Wednesday, I had a class assembly for two hours where we watched "Noi, i ragazzi dello zoo Berlino." Also known as "We the children of the Berlin Zoo". We got 3/4 of the way through it. We were watching it on my friend's laptop so the sound was a little funky and we had to wait for YouTube to keep loading. It's about a 12 year old girl who lives in Berlin (This is a German film) in the early 80s, when David Bowie was huge along with LSD, coke and many other phyicadellic drugs. You follow her trip (in more ways than one) for the next two years, falling in love with a boy but also with cocaine and other drugs. It was gross in some parts (throwing up in the bathroom stalls, heroin injections) but you learned about what it was like growing up in the time when drugs and music were everything. After our film, our class reps explained why we were having an Autogestione. It's a protest against the legge Aprae (The Aprae Law). The law says that all funding for public schools will stop and unless the schools find a sponsor than none of the government's money will be filtered towards education. Here's the catch, some of the money will be filtered for private schools. So everyone is a bit ticked about that. There's also the fact that if this law passes, than public schools will be forced to write a type of constitution that everyone has to abide to. All my teachers and friends are very apposed to this law. I am too. It's not fair that private schools get the money when the public schools are already old and falling apart. In my school, we can't even afford toilet paper. (When I get back to Colorado, I better not hear any complaining about how poor our schools are.) My last two hours of workshop, was a workshop on figuring out what Thursdays workshops were going to be. We bounced ideas from self defence to a film to first aid. It was a nice break from all the heaviness of the legge Aprae.
Thursday, Autogestione all day. The workshop I participated in was making banners and posters, saying vote no for the legge Aprae. It was an all day workshop but in reality, making the banners and posters lasted about 2 hours. So for the rest of the day, I talked with friends and made loops around the school. Nothing like doing nothing to make you miss learning.
Today, I was fed to the wolves. Meaning, the workshop my friends and I did, was planning the end of year dance. My school's first end of year dance. The first question asked, should we make it like the American end of school dances?
My Friends: We have an American.
Girl leading the meeting: Where?
My Friends: Right here. (Pointing at me while everyone, 60, swivels to look at me)
Me: Please, no. Oh dear lord, Yes, I'm American.
Girl leading the meeting: Up here right now. Tell us about the American dance.
So that is how I ended up describing Prom even though I've never been. At the end of the meeting, I had a headache because the argument was, should we have beer and wine or not? It was just confusion.
The rest of the day, my friends and I found empty rooms to play cards in. We made our own workshop which I'm sure no one minded. I played a new form of BS and also a new form of Slap. I lost. A lot.
This weekend is the fair. As in, rides and games galore. I'm going with a friend so I'm excited. Plus I get to eat funnel cake. Yey!