La mamma di Luca Tacchetto: «Non so nulla, prego che torni»
Luca Tacchetto's mother: "I don't know anything, please come home"
Rosanna Crivellari: "I read what you write, I look at the TV, but there is only so much confusion. The Canadian Prime Minister's statement didn't seem so clear to me."
PADOVA- "We don't know anything. I read what you write, I look at TV, but there's just a lot of confusion." Rosanna Crivellari answers the phone and says she doesn't want to talk to journalists anymore. She can only cling to the hope that someone will bring her son home. The only thing that matters. She is the mother of Luca Tacchetto, the architect from Padua who disappeared in Bobo-Dioulasso, the second largest city in Burkina Faso, on 15 December. When he was precisely thirty years old, he wanted to make that long journey on the road with all his heart. Behind the wheel of an old Renault, it would take him with his Canadian friend Edith Blais from Veneto to Togo, to work as volunteers in the construction of a village. Instead, the couple would have been kidnapped in Burkina Faso by one of the many Jihadist groups that are rampant in Africa.
Rosanna is a teacher and lives in Vigonza with her husband Nunzio Tacchetto, the former mayor of the village. After the flood of interviews in recent weeks, yesterday the man took refuge behind a "I know nothing," perhaps to comply with the recommendations of the Farnesina to "keep the utmost secrecy." Luca's mother let off steam with her closest friends:
"I pray for them to come home. For the rest, I don't understand what's going on. The statement by Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau didn't seem so clear to me: rather than being certain that Edith was alive, it seemed to mean that no information has come from Burkina Faso that would suggest the opposite. There is a certain difference..."
It's impossible to know if the relatives are really unaware of the negotiations, or if at this stage they want to avoid letting slip a few unnecessary words. They certainly understood that the moment is delicate, to the point of having stopped the initiative planned for the derby between Padua and Hellas Verona, who today should have taken to the field wearing the shirts with the photo of the couple. In recent days, however, it was Nunzio Tacchetto himself who was out of balance: "Either my son was kidnapped or swallowed by a maelstrom where nothing is left. The most likely thing is that he was kidnapped for political or economic ends."
Six thousand kilometers from Vigonza, in Sherbrooke (Canada), Jocelyne Bergeron reads hundreds of messages of encouragement. She is the other mother of this ugly story. "Follow my light, Edith. It will bring you home," she writes on Facebook, clinging to the hope that the invisible bond between a mother and her daughter is strong enough to cross the Atlantic and reach the heart of Africa, to snatch her from her jailers. "I have no official news - she says - but in my heart I know that she is alive. I remain positive, even if we are living through difficult times and it is not easy to be able to do everything that is necessary..." Now that the news of the kidnapping has come to light, she also denies having received confirmation from those who are following the investigation. "I'm confused," she admits. All that remains is to hope. Because these two mothers are also waiting to be saved.
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