L’Aquila after the earthquake

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L’Aquila after the earthquake


Words by Tara McLaughlin

In the early hours of Monday April 6th at precisely 3.32 am an earthquake measuring 6.3 on the Richter scale hit the historic town of L’Aquila in central Italy. At least 287 people were killed, 1,000 injured, 40,000 homeless and 10,000 buildings damaged or destroyed in the L’Aquila area. At the time, the world pulled together, aid was sent from around the globe and the city looked set to get swiftly back on track. But nearly a year on the disaster, far from the media spotlight, the victims are having a hard time rebuilding their lives.

Having travelled to Abruzzo back in May 2009, I witnessed firsthand the aftermath of the earthquake and it was apparent to me that the situation was a far cry from the swift recovery portrayed in the media. Staying in the town of Giulianova, some 100 miles south of L’Aquila, made for a surreal experience and what was intended to be a holiday soon turned into a stark realisation of catastrophe. The beautiful resort where I had had a carefree time the previous summer was now full of L’Aquila refugees. They waited, while we holidayed. An elderly earthquake victim, Vinicio, who later became my pen-friend, shared with me his memories of the night of the disaster:

“I was in bed when we felt the tremors and my world literally fell down around me. My daughter in law went into labour that night and we were beside ourselves in the confusion. My brother died, along with countless dear friends. Everything I knew was taken from me in an instant.”

Astoundingly, Vinicio’s granddaughter was delivered among the chaos and he was transported to Giulianova along with what remained of his family and countless other homeless people.

Emergency relief efforts were relentless following the quake. Volunteers came from all over Italy, tents were set up in the area and it appeared everyone was doing all they could to help - or at least that was the implication. However, what I saw was refugees caught in a trance of surviving the sheer monotony of everyday life with no routine, purpose or hint of knowing when they would be allowed to return home. There were shortages in supplies and the earthquake victims were at the mercy of government and donations from charities and aid-workers.

During my two-week stay in Giulianova, I observed Vinicio smoke endless cigarettes, play heated card games and absently observe his weeks old granddaughter. He went through all the motions but looked like a broken man, one who had lost all sense of purpose, direction and reason for living.

Vinicio has kept in contact with me since and I believe my light-hearted tales of everyday life in a place where there is little evidence of disaster spur him on from one day to the next. But he paints a very clear picture that all is not well.

His and the other refugees’ stay in Giulianova was only intended to be a short-term solution but nearly a year later they are still being housed there. Then came the outrage when the Italian Prime Minister, Silvio Berlusconi, insensitively declared that the victims should “treat the experience as a camping holiday” during a trip to the devastated L’Aquila.

Vinicio’s letters are full of sorrow, grief and a sober nostalgia for the life he once lived - and he is just one of the many people whose world was wrecked. Former residents who are still without a home have staged public protests, questioning the criteria with which the replacement prefab homes erected in the outskirts of the city have been assigned. Likewise, students lamented a lack of classrooms and labs.

With the new year, the responsibility for rebuilding L’Aquila and its surroundings passed in the hands of a newly set up reconstruction team, which recently presented its plans to the mayors of the 57 municipalities affected by the earthquake. However, funding remains a major obstacle to recovery, especially since Italy struggles with a huge public debt.

Recently, L’Aquila’s mayor, Massimo Cialente, proposed the introduction of an excise tax in an attempt to raise money, but it proved unsuccessful. While the people of Abruzzo prepare to send aid and money to earthquake-wrecked Haiti, the future of their own capital looks bleak. And Vinicio’s hope to see his hometown return to be even a shadow of what it once was is vanishing fast.

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2 comments

Tara Siobhan Mclaughlin (not verified) wrote 9 weeks 2 days ago

L'Aquila earthquake

Bernard,

I have only just seen your comment under my article and I am touched that a fellow Irishman has acknowledged the devastation these events can bring to such a conventional elderly man. I am from Belfast however, I have friends in Abruzzo whom I visit every year and in addition, my boyfriend is Sicilian so I have links with Palermo as well. Your thoughts on the tragedy have captured exactly the message I was trying to convey and I am only too glad to be able to present a reality to someone like yourself who clearly has an avid intuition as you have summarised Vinicio perfectly. May I also tell you that I am a student journalist, not yet graduated and this was one of my first articles. To receive a comment such as this has shown me that I am in fact "alright like" at the job I hope to do in later life. Thank you for your encouraging words, I'm sure you have seen many Italian gentlemen of the same satire with a house in Tuscany (which by the way is such an endearing part of Italy, I am jealous!) So you could relate, but you are right, their family are everything and they have such a simplistic existence. Get up have a coffee, sit in the nearest Piazza and watch the world go by whilst casually pretending to read the newpaper, return home for lunch, enjoy a siesta, venture out late evening after il pranzo for la paseggiata, then sit up until all hours playing cards. These are the characters which make life so plesant there and Vinicio captured my heart. His face said it all, I hope to visit him this year. Once again thank you for sharing your thoughts and encouraging me to keep writing. My e-mail address is miss_taz_66@hotmail.com, if you would like to contact me personally.

A presto or as they say here "see ya later lik' "

Tara

Bernard Wade (not verified) wrote 24 weeks 2 days ago

Tara McLoughlin's Aquila story

I was deeply moved and for the first time got a real sense of reality about this sad event. Tara has, in so few words, really got the whole picture in my mind of what it must be like for the refugees, and how the people love so much their daily lives, that even though survivors may be physically well, 'their whole world', (I know a bit about it as I have a house in Tuscany), is their ordinary daily life, and how not even money has worked to restore that, let alone the city to its former glory. Vicinio's 'whole world' had been so rich and abundant in the really good things in life, not the expensive things: the love of the traditional, historic, the camraderie and sense of living in a big family community, in the bars and cafes, the markets or sitting on the street benches, not to talk of the 'galateo', and the 'gusto' for the finest food and wine. His sense of independence and pride has been taken from him as he probably feels he should be grateful to be alive every time he feels like having a caffe or dolce. Tara's article - including the gaff from Berlusconi, clumsily trying to make them feel better, I suspect, about the generosity of sending them to the resort, etc, but forgetting the sensitivity of a people who need as much support and assurance mentally as physically - has really brought it home to me, and I'm sure to your readers too.

Bernard Wade, Dublin
Please put this letter on your website if you wish, and I'd especially like Tara to receive it if possible? is she Irish with a name like that?!
Regards and continued good work , I enjoy your magazine, Bernard Wade

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