Post by account_disabled on Mar 9, 2024 10:06:06 GMT
The title of this article contains tears, but Sonila's face always shines with a smile. I am talking about Sonila Alushi, the Chama girl who is running for the city council of Bergamo, on the Gori list. She is the first child in the family and as she confesses, everyone wanted it to be a boy, but Sonila is one of the girls that not only the family but also Albania is proud of. "I was born on a June morning in 1979 and as the first child in the family, everyone wanted and expected a boy. My parents describe me as a talkative but good child when I was little. They don't speak so well of my adolescence. Let's say that I had the right to rebel a little in a very masculinist society like that of those years.
Anyway, despite all the difficulties of the Cambodia Telegram Number Data time, economic and social that Albania was going through, I think that I lived a beautiful and free childhood above all", Sonila confesses. The first days in Italy Between tears and fear... this is how Sonila spent the first hours after stepping into the Italian state. He was 19 years old and was going to Bergamo to study. She had to face the arrogance of the Italian police... she had to pay the price of the prejudice that was created in Italy for the Albanian girls who worked as prostitutes. Read also: The 62-year-old man is arrested, he hit a person on the head with a stick in Korça Former BBV resident: I hope Sara and Bardhi separate Sonila tells Gazeta Shqiptare : " The first days in Italy were traumatic. My first flight was to Fiumicino Airport in Rome. It was the end of August 1998, I was only 19 years old.
The border policeman, after questioning me non-stop and noticing the annoyance I felt from that arrogant tone of questioning, escorted me to an airport police center for checks. There I had to wait for hours without even being able to call my parents to tell them that the flight had gone well. The checks took so long that I missed the next flight to the north. The fear that I would have to spend the night at the airport, and maybe not just one night, made me wash the streets of the airport with tears. I lost my suitcases, the three things I had, and I lost my courage for the moment. As luck would have it, a seat was found that night on another plane, and with the help of random travelers, I managed to get to my relatives' house after a terrible day! Only later did I realize that that day I had paid the price of the prejudice that had been created in Italy, for Albanian girls, as a result of prostitution.
Anyway, despite all the difficulties of the Cambodia Telegram Number Data time, economic and social that Albania was going through, I think that I lived a beautiful and free childhood above all", Sonila confesses. The first days in Italy Between tears and fear... this is how Sonila spent the first hours after stepping into the Italian state. He was 19 years old and was going to Bergamo to study. She had to face the arrogance of the Italian police... she had to pay the price of the prejudice that was created in Italy for the Albanian girls who worked as prostitutes. Read also: The 62-year-old man is arrested, he hit a person on the head with a stick in Korça Former BBV resident: I hope Sara and Bardhi separate Sonila tells Gazeta Shqiptare : " The first days in Italy were traumatic. My first flight was to Fiumicino Airport in Rome. It was the end of August 1998, I was only 19 years old.
The border policeman, after questioning me non-stop and noticing the annoyance I felt from that arrogant tone of questioning, escorted me to an airport police center for checks. There I had to wait for hours without even being able to call my parents to tell them that the flight had gone well. The checks took so long that I missed the next flight to the north. The fear that I would have to spend the night at the airport, and maybe not just one night, made me wash the streets of the airport with tears. I lost my suitcases, the three things I had, and I lost my courage for the moment. As luck would have it, a seat was found that night on another plane, and with the help of random travelers, I managed to get to my relatives' house after a terrible day! Only later did I realize that that day I had paid the price of the prejudice that had been created in Italy, for Albanian girls, as a result of prostitution.