Eleonora Vieri, Part II:  Becoming a Teacher

This is the second article in a 3-part series based on an interview with my teacher and editor of my articles, Eleonora Vieri.  Last week, Eleonora gave a first-hand account of the pandemic in Italy.  This week she talks about her childhood, education, and how she became a teacher of Italian for foreigners, not only for Americans but also for many others of different nationalities.  Next week she will talk about her approach to teaching via Skype, which is particularly important during these times of social distancing.

 As I mentioned last time, she is an excellent teacher both for conversational Italian and for grammar.  Plus, she incorporates so much of Italian history and culture in her teaching.  If you are interested in learning Italian –at any level, at any age—or practicing with a charming native speaker, check out Eleonora’s web site:  www.italianviaskype.net or email her at viele11@yahoo.it.

“I was born in the region of Italy called Umbria in the town of Castiglione del Lago, which is on Lake Trasimeno.  I still live here and I consider myself lucky, not only because of its history and traditions, which is true of every corner of Italy, but also because of its natural beauty.  (Of course, I am biased!)  Its beauty seems even more pronounced to me during this pandemic.

“This area shares a border with Tuscany; in fact, our traditions and language intertwine here.  In addition, my Tuscan father immersed me in the traditions, language and family of the Tuscan Maremma (a coastal area on the Tyrrhenian Sea).  As a child, I was a good student, but also a little rascal, especially at home.  I loved playing outside and living in the countryside, where it was normal to spend your afternoons outdoors.

“I loved to play jokes on my grandfather, and he, as a good grandfather, naturally played along.  I can tell you many stories. He used to go to the bar every day on his bicycle to stay in shape.  Sometimes I hid his bike or deflated his tires.  Once I sewed his pajama pants so that his feet got stuck in them.  (I don’t know if he became angry with my grandmother for giving him such strange pajamas.)

“I was also his teacher.  He was born in wartime in 1907 to a peasant family.  He had gone to school for a short time, but farmers did not have enough money to afford certain services at the time of sharecropping.  He was a smart man, who imparted in me a love for plants.  He was, in the area, the best pruner. In winter afternoons when we didn’t play cards, he was my student “for fun,” along with my friend Riccardo, who was two years younger than me.  I think all of this was the seed.

“After attending the scientific high school, I spontaneously chose the language department at the university.  It was the right choice for me and became a beautiful, interesting and exciting journey.  I had a love for language at the time, and the love of Portuguese was intoxicating, erotic I dare say, eros in the true sense of passion and care.  I also loved the study of linguistics.  It all gave me a strong boost of creativity and energy.

“I concluded the course of studies with a thesis in Portuguese, in cognitive linguistics.  I had the opportunity to continue my research at university, but I was probably not cut out for this.  Or rather, I did not want to spend more time in the company of books or theory alone.  And I didn’t want to continue studying a language and culture that were not mine, however much I liked them.  It felt forced and seemed to clash with my nature.

“In the meantime, the idea of teaching Italian to foreigners had been percolating for some time.  So I started at a private academy for foreigners in Umbria.  As often happens in Italy for new graduates, it took months of unemployment until the phone call arrived.  So here is where I started to, as we say in Italian, “to make the bones,” that is, to solidify my career path.  It was a great job learning to teach the language and the grammar.  Even though you are a native speaker, you don’t always know the reasons for expressions or their history.  And believe me, students come up with the most incredible questions and need a clear and precise answer for everything.  But language is complex and answers not always certain.

“Then I enrolled at the University for Foreigners of Siena.   I undertook a specialization to teach Italian to foreigners.  But, in reality, you learn to be a teacher continuously.  Even today, my students are my best teachers.  Then slowly, year after year, you put the pieces together because teaching is not only about imparting ideas and facts, it’s an alchemy I would say—of linguistic, cultural, and human issues, as well as of theory.  And you develop your own personal style.  Becoming a teacher was the realization of that seed that I mentioned earlier.

“In my spare time, I delight in wine.  It’s impossible to live here and not to enjoy wine or at least to know a little about the “lord of the territory,” which has lived throughout Italy, from north to south, since the time of the Greeks and Etruscans.  I took a course with FISAR, which is an Italian federation for sommeliers.  We sommeliers serve at events, parties and gala dinners whenever the federation needs us.  For my language students, I also teach about wines and organize tasting lessons.

“Wine has also become a nexus of friendship and a way to explore unknown territories.”

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Eleonora Vieri, Parte I–Un resoconto di prima mano della pandemia in Italia

Eleonora Vieri è la mia insegnante di italiano e curatrice dei miei articoli. Corregge quasi tutti i post che scrivo per questo blog. L’ho incontrata diversi anni fa e ho scoperto che insegna la lingua italiana agli stranieri. Ma ciò che la rende così speciale per me, è che insegna non solo la lingua, ma anche la cultura italiana, dalla storia all’arte, alle tradizioni italiane come quella del caffè. È eccellente nell’insegnare la conversazione italiana, così come la grammatica, o qualunque cosa gli studenti preferiscano. È gentile, paziente e incoraggiante. Durante questi periodi di distanziamento sociale, è una grande opportunità per fare ciò che ti sei sempre promesso: imparare o praticare l’italiano. Se sei interessato, visita il suo sito web: www.italianviaskype.net .

 Ho intervistato Eleonora e presenterò le sue risposte in tre parti. A causa della sua tempestività, inizierò nella Parte I con i suoi pensieri e le sue osservazioni sulla pandemia in Italia e nella sua città natale di Castiglione del Lago, che si trova nella regione Umbria, vicino alla Toscana. La seconda parte si concentrerà sulla sua infanzia, educazione e su come è diventata un’insegnante. E la parte III discuterà della sua filosofia e del suo approccio all’insegnamento dell’italiano a stranieri in presenza e via Skype. Conoscerai una persona e un’ insegnante molto calorosa e affettuosa.

“All’inizio, nessuno avrebbe immaginato che l’epidemia sarebbe sfociata in una pandemia di così grande portata.  La gravità è apparsa chiara, lampante, inquietante, quando nei primi giorni di marzo, mentre prestavo supplenza alla scuola elementare, è arrivata all’improvviso una circolare ministeriale che avrebbe interrotto le lezioni fino a data da determinare. Il giorno seguente, noi maestre, ci siamo recate a scuola per preparare tutti i materiali necessari per i nostri piccoli studenti. I genitori sarebbero venuti il giorno seguente a ritirarli a scuola.

“C’era un certo panico, mantenere le distanze, lavarsi le mani di frequente e organizzare rapidamente un nuovo tipo di didattica.

“Durante lo stesso periodo, avrei anche dovuto riprendere il mio lavoro nella scuola di italiano per stranieri, ma le prenotazioni sono state di colpo cancellate.  Quindi niente lavoro.

Per fortuna sono anni che faccio anche lezione su Skype a studenti stranieri, e questo non solo mi supporta abbastanza economicamente adesso, ma anche e forse di più        umanamente.  Devo anche dire che la velocità con cui lavoravo prima, la quantità di attività da fare durante la giornata, mi faceva arrivare stanca alla sera, senza avere sufficientemente tempo per me. Forse la pandemia ci sta sussurando di cambiare qualcosa nelle nostre vite, per trovare un nuovo senso.

“Così come me, altre persone, amici e conoscenti…si recano ogni giorno in paese, cioè in centrostorico. I primi giorni di marzo vado in centro a Castiglione del Lago, e non c’è un’anima, è deserto. Entro in un negozio di abbigliamento di un’amica, e da giorni non vedono clienti. Sono disperati. Saluto un’anziana signora, commerciante storica, Marcella, e non la bacio. Mantengo le distanze, lei ci rimane anche un po’ male…io poi non sono così, a me piace baciare e abbracciare le persone.

“Le ultime passeggiate al lago, poi il decreto ministeriale che vieta anche l’attività sportiva all’aperto.  La confusione all’inizio, il non riuscire a focalizzare precisamente cosa ci stia succedendo. La rabbia per aver dovuto interrompere, le mie attività, il mio lavoro, la mia socialità. Il mio stipendio. Così come me, molti amici, commercianti o che hanno          agriturismi e ristoranti. Tutti a casa e senza lavoro.

“Poi c’è chi, il lavoro continua ad avercelo, ma lavora in ospedale, come mia sorella o mia cugina. Al policlinico di Perugia, non hanno avuto per molti giorni mascherine professionali. In ospedale c’era subbuglio, il reparto di malattie infettive era pieno. Medici in quarantena, così come alcuni infermieri.   Adibiscono a Pantalla, nelle vicinanze, un ospedale solo esclusivamente per il Covid-19.

“Le immagini tristi di Bergamo e delle sue anime traghettate dall’esercito. Le persone perse a Castiglione del Lago. Il cordoglio.  Le immagini degli operatori sanitari, stanchi sfiniti, segnati.  E le immagini, anche sotto casa di chi aiuta, di chi fornisce volontariamente aiuto: la Protezione Civile, le Misericordie, la croce Rossa, la Caritas e quanti altri. I comuni si organizzano, vigilano, supportano i cittadini più deboli, non solo fornendo alimenti o beni di prima necessità, ma nel mio paese anche con un servizio telefonico di assistenza agli anziani, che spesso sono soli.

“Oggi 14 aprile, è il primo giorno di riaperture, il fiato si allenta per un po’. Un po’ di speranza. Secondo l’ultimo decreto ministeriale riaprono oggi alcune fabbriche, le librerie, le cartolerie e i negozi di vestiti per neonati e bambini. Naturalmente tutto modulato a seconda delle differenti regioni.

“Vedremo, io ho fiducia, nella vita le cose non accadono mai casualmente, senza una ragione. In italiano si dice “non tutto il male viene per nuocere”, gli antichi proverbi custodiscono sempre umane verità.  E ho fiducia anche nelle istituzioni italiane. Il governo e la sanità hanno dimostrato finora competenza (l’OMS lo ha ribadito), nonostante le immense difficoltà, non solo sanitarie, ma anche economiche. Abbiamo un primo ministro di cui siamo fieri: competente, saldo, coraggioso e appassionato. Come un vero padre dovrebbe essere.”

  

 

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Eleonora Vieri, Parte I–A First-Hand Account of the Pandemia in Italy

Eleonora Vieri is my teacher and editor.  She corrects nearly every post that I write for this blog.  I met her several years ago and came to learn that she teaches the Italian language to foreigners.  But what makes her so special for me is that she teaches not just the language, but also Italian culture–from history to art to Italian traditions like its coffee culture.  She is excellent at teaching Italian conversation, as well as grammar—whatever students prefer. She is kind, patient, and encouraging.  During these times of social distancing, it’s a great opportunity to do what you’ve always promised yourself:  Learn or practice Italian.  If you are interested, check out her web site:  www.italianviaskype.net.

 I interviewed Eleonora and will present her responses in three parts.   Because of its timeliness, I am presenting in Part I her thoughts and observations about the pandemic in Italy and her first-hand account of her hometown of Castiglione del Lago, which is in the Umbrian region near Tuscany.  Part II will focus on her childhood, education and how she became a teacher.  And Part III will discuss her philosophy and approach to teaching foreigners via Skype.  You will get to know a very warm and endearing person and teacher.

“At first, no one in Italy could have imagined that an epidemic would result in such a large pandemic.  The gravity of the situation became clear, glaring and disturbing when, in the first days of March while I was substitute teaching at an elementary school, a ministerial decree suddenly arrived to announce that lessons at the school would be stopped until a date to be determined.  The following day, we teachers went to school to prepare all the necessary materials for our young students.  But then the parents came the following day to collect the students from school.  There was some panic.  People were learning to keep distant from one another, to wash their hands frequently, and the teachers began to quickly organize a new way of teaching.

“At about the same time, I was to resume my work in a school of Italian for foreigners, located in Montepulciano.  But reservations were suddenly canceled due to a precipitous drop in tourism.  So there was no work there.  Fortunately, I have been teaching foreign students Skype lessons for years, and I can continue to do so to support myself.  But I now have a lot more time on my hands, which, in some ways is a relief.  The amount of activities I did during the days left me tired in the evening, with little time for myself.  Maybe the pandemic is whispering to us to change something in our lives, to find a new calling or sense of life.

“I, like my friends and others, go to the historic center of Castiglione del Lago every day.  But in those early March days, there was not a soul there.  It was deserted.  I went to a friend’s clothing store; for days they had not seen one customer.  They felt desperate.  I greeted Marcella, an elderly lady who was a longtime merchant in town, but I don’t kiss her.  We keep our distance, which makes us both sad.  We like to kiss and embrace people.

“We all also like to take walks on the lake.  Then came the ministerial order banning outdoor activity.  Like me, many friends, merchants, and those who have farms and restaurants — at home and out of work.

“But then there are those who must work, like my sister and cousin who work in a hospital.  For many days at the Policlinic of Perugia where they work, there were not enough professional masks. Then the ward for patients with infectious diseases was full.  There were doctors and nurses themselves in quarantine.  And then in nearby Pantalla, the hospital there was dedicated exclusively for Covid-19 patients.

“There were sad images throughout Italy.  Bergamo and the souls that had to be buried by the army.  People lost in Castiglione del Lago.  The images of health workers tired and exhausted. But also images of those who voluntarily provide help, including the Red Cross and many charities.  Municipalities that organize and support the weakest citizens, not only by providing food and basic necessities, but also with a telephone service to assist the elderly, who are often alone.

“Today, April 14, is the first day of reopening in Italy.  A breath of air, a little bit of hope.  According to the latest ministerial decree, some factories, bookstores and stationery stores can reopen today, along with clothing stores for babies and children.  Of course, everything will be modulated according to the different regions of the country.

“I have confidence that in life things never happen casually and without a reason.  In Italian there is an expression that “not all evil comes to harm.”  Our ancient proverbs always guard human truths.  And I also trust the Italian institutions.  The government and the health care system have shown much competence (even the World Health Organization reiterated it) despite immense difficulties, both in health care and the economy.  We have a prime minister we are proud of:  he is competent, steadfast, courageous and passionate … how a real leader should be.”

 

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