Writes theSavigliano “Cravetta-Marconi” Institute.
A Gregory.
In the night between 29 and 30 December 2020 Gregory Guarnieri, a student of the 4B Technical Department of Graphics and Communication, never woke up; he was in the bed of his house in the Rifreddo hamlet of Mondovì, where he lived with his family. He would have turned 18 on January 10 and was a baseball promise, until the medical board stopped him in 2019. Heart trouble, the one that stopped beating on that crazy night. On Thursday 14 January, in the presence of mum and dad and his classmates, the head teacher of the “Cravetta-Marconi” Institute and his teachers dedicated to him the computer lab par excellence of the Graphic Address, the one fully equipped with Machintosh stations of last generation. A plaque at the entrance, made up of an assembly of words, which his classmates and teachers chose to remember him and at the same time represent him. Thoughtful, calm, serious, honest, intuitive, good, polite, selfless, etc. And of course there are only a few, also translated into English, but all are a story of a boy of great quality, always smiling; attentive and committed in all disciplines, with an undoubted predisposition in those of address in which he demonstrated remarkable creative abilities. Some have been translated Best friend – shoku i ngushtë, joyful – and gëzueshme, I will always remember – do të kujtoj për gjithmonë, etc. are some of the words translated into Albanian, as a tribute to one of his best friends and classmate. A morning marked emotionally by some stages: the gift of Gregory’s works to his parents, the setting up of some of his works on the wall in front of his workstation and, finally, the inauguration of the commemorative plaque. The mother read a message to her classmates, among the words cut by emotion, among the many beautiful thoughts, we want to remember a passage: “I always said to my Gregory, try, never give up, badly you can’t but at least one attempt you did. But he, like you, all the boys, are afraid, afraid of making a mistake, of making a gaffe. It’s normal, fear, but you have to slap it in the face and send it away. Because fear cuts off your wings and you have to fly, fly, fly, with dreams and ideas. “. The family has decided to make a donation to the school and the school has decided that it will award an annual award dedicated to Gregory; it will be a competition in which students will be able to participate, this year it will be awarded in May and in the next months before the Christmas holidays. In this nefarious year we have welcomed his latest tragic and at the same time absurd ending with dismay and disbelief. Gregory, we won’t forget you.
