About Sameblod – Samiblood

..and the inspiration it brought.

 

I was sitting at the cinema Panora here in Malmö for a few days ago with my friend, watching the first scenes of a breathtaking and inspiring film which was having that night the first premiere through all Sweden. A few minutes earlier a woman with a traditional dress member of a Southern Sweden association for the promotion and protection of Sami culture, was introducing the film and thanking the audience. I did not know what to expect from the film and as violence scenes took the screen and more and more the main character refused to explicit her cultural belonging, anger was boiling and drops were struggling to flow out.

Two weeks ago my father who came visiting and I went to an exhibition hosted at Malmö museum (Malmö Slotthus) called “Vi är Romer” going through the persecution through history of Roma people, and of the ethnic cleaning pursued by different countries especially Sweden. Crazy to read about what happened just until some tens of years ago, and even more sitting and watching Sameblod just a few days later.

Surely since coming back from Sweden after a long period spent there (can’t believe it has gone almost three years since!) I started to learn and appreciate cultural differences within my culture more than I would have ever expected. The fact that a side of my grandparents come from a little village and that there are different interests shared in my family made it easier to get into the topic with interest and passion. And surely the fact of living in Sweden and studying the program in IMER here in Malmö is helping to put attention on situations for ethnic and language minorities.

Sameblod has been for me one of those steps which leads you to some interesting – and hopefully durable – decisions. University of Tromsø is offering stunning courses – even by distance – in nordic studies and Sami culture. Even though I am already out of the deadline to apply for the next fall semester (they had it in December for international students!), I will probably try for 2018. In the meanwhile, next week admissions for courses and programs in Swedish universities are opening and Uppsala is actually offering distance courses in South Sami language (Sydsamiska)- which is threatened as a minority language among the nine dialects/variations of the Sami language, and it is currently spoken by 500 people in the Swedish territory.

I was wondering whether the Sami singer performing at Melodifestivalen would have received big appreciation after the debut of the film just a week ago, and in some way one can say that this actually happened. The song came third and even though it is “just a music festival” I hope it is symbol of a more participation of the public opinion into the discussion about minorities and recognition of the persecution they have been subject of and they still are paying consequences for. Here below is the song performed at Melodifestivalen which includes extracts of joyk. A jojk (some info in English here) is a traditional Sami song which is usually sung in memory of a person, a place, or an animal, etc.

 

Hope you enjoyed the reading, and if you are interested you may want to check some more about the plot of the film reading this review.

See you soon!

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Part one. Reality matters – Of refugees routes and Sicily

Italian navy rescue asylum seekers

June 7, 2014 – Mediterranean Sea / Italy (Massimo Sestini)

I like music, therefore rythm, structure and contrast. Thoughts and questions, ideas. Emotions are neverto be taken apart. I do keep my playlist of romantic music and passion for romantic comedy movies, but deep emotions which are difficult to go through are important as well. I will talk about films, something which in the last months I have been particularly being passionate about. Be it to get to know Sweden a bit more, or to higher skills in a language which I will probably never speak as good as I would like to, to compare places, people, or just because in that strange feeling of feeling moved more and more, I feel comfortable.

I was going through one of the first week of “settling down” in this new city. Time was never enough and everything felt as I was floating on a cloud metres from the ground. I tried to follow every event or social activity hoping I would soon find my favorite places, weekly appointments I would not have missed in the following months. I missed Karlstad a lot, especially the choir and my really good Swedish friend. First from my father and later in a course at university, I got to know about the Italian film named “Lampedusa“. I was late to see it and the last cinema where they were screening it was indeed a very particular one, called Panora. It is a folketsbio – the translation to English is not that difficult as it becomes “cinema of the people/folk” – which (should) mean that the prices are not that high and the films screened are on a different level than than those advised with the only commercial aim. I love this type of cinemas and I have my favourite one in Rome, called Eden, another reason for which I was desperately trying to find something similar here in Malmö. So the first film was a very emotional Italian film, with such a strong Sicilian dialect it was even easier for me to read the Swedish subtitles.

As many of you may know, Lampedusa is a small island in the South of Italy, in the region of Sicily. Way less than 200 km from the Tunisian coast, it has been in the past few years end of one of the roots mostly used by Africans looking for refuge as a way to easily – difficult to write these words, but peculiar criterias are used in order to determine whether one’s choice to cross tens of countries is “easier” than the other one – reach a European country. It starts to be replaced by other routes such as the Balcan route but unfortunately still many are crossing the Mediterranean sea. Lampedusa is known for the hospitality of its inhabitants, not even comparable to the levels of racism that Italians would otherwise reach in other spaces, influenced by different political views, other historical backgrounds, those behaviours that “sea people” (Gente di mare) would not even think about. But it is also famous as a land of first steps into a bureocratic system and carelessness which has been raising deep questions about laws regarding refugees status. The film shows the calm of a Sicilian – let’s say traditional – household, contrasting the struggle of hundreds of people dying and seeing other disappearing in the depth of a water, a nightmare for all of them. the contrast of people playing footballn the same who some nights Before where risking their lives for toxic inhalations, cold or drowning. Racism does not find place in this movie, at least not in a direct way. But if you watch it you will inevitably feel guilty of something you did not directly chose to be, to do. You will realize how our extremely political and economical conception of borders is destroying the world, not talking about the extreme and sometimes useles importance we give to racial and ethnical division . Inevitably, maybe unwilling, but we do. Éuropean Union defines everyone not belonging to that as a not ever “second country Citizen” but a “third country Citizen”. You may not only miss a document, you miss a document from a “civilized country”, and then you miss European citizenship. The more the borders the more the distinction, the more importance is given to difference the less we pay attention to similarities among us.

I admit I liked how the film director mainly focused on the emotional and tragic obstacles faced by these refugees – Italians like highly emotional things, which makes the first point in this post even more valid- even because focusing too much on the concept of racism often makes it loosing its meaning and importance or even developing the fear for it, causing racist behaviors to occur even more. Although, showing how good at the end the emergency is being faced does not lead to a realistic screening of reality. Dublin Convention requires every migrant arriving without documents to have their fingerprints collected by the entrance of an EU country. Scenes in the film where this is done are showed, inevitably convincing those watching that these rules are indeed being followed, that the refugee “crisis” is exclusively originating from the outside, and that a political European catastrophe is not implied in neither the cause of nor the solution process for it.

But everything has pros and cons, good and bad sides, and I do recommend to watch this film.