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I wanted to make a quick zine about something that happened today. it's really so sad that even oratories the older kids can only think so selfishly. we're not there to make ourselves look good, we're there to do a service. being older and having a "higher role" doesn't give you the right to forget we're there for kids. it doesn't give you the right to forget we're there to give ourselves to others.

ci ho messo un po' per fare questo zine perché volevo che venisse bene (e sto valutando se scrivere a zerocalcare per mandarglielo ma mi vergogno lol)

I wanted to complain about comics in Turin but I realized that no one asked

zine about not giving up made during Salesian youth group (MGS)

A large crowd followed and pressed around him. And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, because she thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.” Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering.

At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, “Who touched my clothes?”

“You see the people crowding against you,” his disciples answered, “and yet you can ask, ‘Who touched me?’ ”

But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. Then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.”

I made this about a friendship that ended months ago.

it was very important to me but somehow her absence is also proof of my growth as a person.