Giulio Giuliani
Anakin Challenge
Years ago when my children were very small people, there was a night when we slept on the roof of my parents’ house in the mountains. I think my dad had removed the bulb from the village street-lamp, that’s the sort of place it is, just one street lamp and no one to make a fuss about it going dark. The sky was always hot and an empty Greek blue, but there were bugs, and as it darkened there were bats, and suddenly there were stars.
Me and my three girls on the roof, wrapped in tight shrouds of sheets to protect ourselves from being bitten by blood-lusting mosquitos, hearing the little owl cry, looking upwards into a foreverness of stars and waiting for meteor showers.
Now we are city people, they go to the cinema, sometimes I go with them. They are looking forward to the next Star Wars movie. My little girls tower over me, they can climb lamp posts without ladders. They are strong and smart enough to be astronauts one day. I will kiss them goodbye at the launch site and remember an August night sleeping in starlight.
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