{"id":31381,"date":"2017-08-02T16:03:50","date_gmt":"2017-08-02T16:03:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=31381"},"modified":"2017-08-02T16:03:50","modified_gmt":"2017-08-02T16:03:50","slug":"alexandru-nemoianu-o-scena-in-borloveni","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/08\/02\/alexandru-nemoianu-o-scena-in-borloveni\/","title":{"rendered":"Alexandru Nemoianu: O scen\u0103 \u00een Borloveni"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/prof-Alexandru-Nemoianu.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-31383\" title=\"prof-alexandru-nemoianu\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/08\/prof-Alexandru-Nemoianu-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a>\u00cen prim\u0103vara lui 2003 am petrecut vreme de circa o lun\u0103 \u00een satul str\u0103mo\u0219ilor mei materni, Borlovenii Vechi din Valea Alm\u0103jului, Banat.<br \/>\nAcest sat str\u0103vechi este parte a unei \u2018\u021b\u0103ri\u201d rom\u00e2ne\u0219ti care farmec\u0103, pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce o str\u0103ba\u021bi mai mult \u0219i \u00eenve\u021bi s\u0103 o iube\u0219ti mai mult. Despre acest sat am vorbit \u00een repetate r\u00e2nduri \u0219i din suflet doresc s\u0103 o fac \u0219i \u00een viitor. Din mai multe motive.<br \/>\n\u00cen primul r\u00e2nd pentru c\u0103 acest sat reprezint\u0103 locul de pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt pe care \u00eel iubesc mai mult \u0219i c\u0103ruia, cred, \u00eei apar\u021bin. (Unul dintre \u201cvisurile\u201d mele este de a fi pus spre odihn\u0103 ve\u0219nic\u0103 \u00een cimitirul casei Boldea).\u00a0 \u00cen al doilea r\u00e2nd cunoa\u0219terea (incomplet\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103) a acestui sat mi-a adeverit c\u0103 Neamul Rom\u00e2nesc este str\u0103vechi, neschimbat, \u00een formele sale existen\u021biale fundamentale, capabil s\u0103 str\u0103bat\u0103 \u0219i s\u0103 \u00eenfrunte f\u0103r\u0103 team\u0103 capcanele istoriei \u0219i vremelniciei.<br \/>\nPrim\u0103vara lui 2003 a fost ciudat\u0103.<br \/>\nLuna aprilie a fost rece, foarte rece, la hotarul unei toamne friguroase \u0219i unei ierni bl\u00e2nde. Oricum la Borloveni, la poalele Semenicului, \u00een Aprilie totul era \u00eenc\u0103 cenu\u0219iu \u0219i doar mugurii gra\u0219i ai pomilor vesteau c\u0103 noua via\u021b\u0103 este gata s\u0103 explodeze. Vremea era nu numai rece dar \u0219i mohor\u00e2t\u0103; cu cer acoperit \u0219i cu dese burni\u021be, la limita lapovi\u021bei. Strazile satului erau, cel mai adesea noroioase \u0219i \u00een general era un \u00eendemn general la poposire \u00een jurul casei \u0219i al vetrelor \u00eenc\u0103lzite bine. Cam asta am \u0219i f\u0103cut.<br \/>\nCamerele spa\u021bioase ale casei Boldea erau bine \u00eenc\u0103lzite. \u00cen camera unde dormeam se afla o masiv\u0103 sob\u0103 de tuci (fabricate la \u00eenceputul vecului al XX-lea la Toplet). Acea soba era generos hr\u0103nit\u0103 cu lemne de fag \u0219i gorun \u0219i d\u0103dea o c\u0103ldur\u0103 generoas\u0103 \u0219i prietenoas\u0103. Ac\u021biunea de hr\u0103nire a focului era \u00een sine interesant\u0103, ilustrand deplin cum utilul \u0219i pl\u0103cutul pot exista \u0219i se pot completa \u00een armonie simbiotic\u0103.<br \/>\n\u00cen una din acele zile am fost, \u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, p\u00e2n\u0103 la prietenul meu Ion B\u0103nu\u0219. F\u0103r\u0103 scop anume, o vizit\u0103 \u00een zi de vacan\u021b\u0103, \u00eentr-o toamn\u0103-iarna \u00een luna aprilie !<br \/>\nEra \u00een camera din spatele cur\u021bii. (Curtea casei B\u0103nu\u0219, ca mai toate din Borloveni, este interioar\u0103, \u00eemrejmuit\u0103 de cl\u0103diri). Acolo domnea o dezordine placut\u0103. Pe patul din marginea \u00eenc\u0103perii erau cojoace \u0219i pieptare, r\u0103sp\u00e2ndind mirosul tonic de piele de oaie, pe mas\u0103 erau resturile m\u00e2nc\u0103rii de diminea\u021b\u0103 \u0219i preg\u0103tirile pentru pr\u00e2nz, \u00eentr-un col\u021b erau sticle cu r\u0103chie. O sob\u0103 mare, cu plit\u0103, r\u0103sp\u00e2ndea o c\u0103ldur\u0103 bl\u00e2nd\u0103 \u0219i binef\u0103c\u0103toare, care tr\u0103gea toat\u0103 umezeala \u0219i \u00eendemna la visare. Pe un col\u021b la mesei prietenul Ion alc\u0103tuia o scrisoare ori, poate, o cerere. Era pace, comfort spartan \u00a0\u00a0(cum spunea Ernst Junger, alcatuit din: c\u0103ldur\u0103, usc\u0103ciune \u0219i hran\u0103) \u0219i un sentiment al permanen\u021bei. Din nou se adeverea c\u0103 frumosul este \u00een tot locul dar se dezv\u0103luie doar dragostei.<br \/>\n\u00cen \u00eenc\u0103pere era \u0219i un aparat de televiziune care transmitea un discurs al Pre\u0219edintelui SUA \u00eenve\u0219m\u00e2ntat ridicol \u00eentr-un soi de costum de pilot de v\u00e2n\u0103toare. (Acest deghizeu mi s-a p\u0103rut de un prost gust des\u0103v\u00e2r\u0219it, aspectul era de clown.). Contrastul dintre realitatea dominant\u0103 \u0219i mesajul televizat era izbitor \u0219i obliga la concluzii. \u00centre clown-ul de pe ecran \u0219i permanen\u021ba unei case din Borloveni era nu o diferen\u021b\u0103 de con\u021binut ci una de esen\u021b\u0103. Una dintre imagini, \u00een chip necesar, era f\u0103r\u0103 importan\u021b\u0103 \u0219i sunt convins c\u0103 era cea de pe ecranul televizorului.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Alexandru Nemoianu<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Istoric<br \/>\n\u201cCentrul de Studii \u0219i Documentare al Rom\u00e2nilor-Americani\u201d<br \/>\n(Valerian D. Trifa. Romanian-American Heritage Center)<br \/>\nJackson , Michigan, USA<br \/>\nla<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">1 august 2017<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00cen prim\u0103vara lui 2003 am petrecut vreme de circa o lun\u0103 \u00een satul str\u0103mo\u0219ilor mei materni, Borlovenii Vechi din Valea [&#038;hellip<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31381","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31381","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31381"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31381\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":31385,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31381\/revisions\/31385"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31381"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31381"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31381"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}