By: Father Zef Pllumi (part of Rrno just to show me)
Maliq Swamp
Tomorrow morning, come in there commander. He said that they would stay there until they presented a request to the command, in which the commitment to fulfill the norm every day would be emphasized. It was discussed a lot between us. I was against every statement, but most of them were tired and broke, they couldn't live on 400 grams of dry bread and half a liter of water. How educated that I was, I was charged with writing the statement. I wrote it, but I didn't make any commitment to the norm, I just put it there; "we promise to work as much as we can". When I wrote the names, I wanted everyone to sign, many of them were illiterate and they needed to put their finger. A big surprise came to me:
- "But you are all condemned for politics"?!
- "Yes".
I was very confused: I could not understand where the politicians of the Albanian people were. The prayer began. As I wrote down everyone's names, I noticed that there were two other Catholics there. Later, he approached Njani and his wife.
- "Where are you from"?
- "From Kurbin" - I was answered.
- "And since when did you go to prison"?
- "Now, boy, now I'm here. How did I know you are a priest?!
- "Yes".
- "Where did you serve, in Mirdita or Dukagjin"?
- "I haven't served anywhere, because as soon as I finished school, that's what brought me here." And why did they bring you here? Do you have any shelter to escape?
- "No, no, I was the one who escaped."
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- "You run away from them? Did you tell my uncle, Fran Mir, that he was also brought from there near Kurbin"?
- "Why Fran Miri's grandson, are you? Not only have I known Fran, but at first I spent a little time with him on the mountain, it was difficult to spend time with him. Did you hear that he died"?!
- "Yes, I found out a little while ago."
- "He asked for death himself, because he was not comfortable. He, let's say, had broken the prison of Tirana and went to the mountain, after they had been sentenced to death: he wanted to kill as many communists as possible, while I, I was a gendarme, and I went to the mountain only with my mouth, so that don't drown me in the first wave.
When I left Fran, I prepared a cave, which only I know about: there I took some containers, a small pot and enough salt, because when we stole some rams, some goats, we needed a lot of salt to dry the meat. I took my place in that cave, and I was careful not to be dictated to by anyone: I would steal reeds through the fields, I would carry them in the cave, I would hang them in pipes, they said to me.
Thus, I was provided with everything: plenty of meat, plenty of corn, salt, yes, I also had plenty of wood. It rained there and a little water, which never runs out: there it came out and there it fell. I grow up there. That's where you got me. You know that for several years now, the winters are very difficult and full of snow.
In some nights, I had lit a good fire with oak wood inside the cave, while there was a knee of snow outside. It continued to snow and the north wind blew fiercely. I had put the toasted bread on the fire and cooked the meat. I can hear footsteps approaching. Ah, I said, these partisans are the devil himself: they want to chase me through the snow.
I took the rifle in my hand and removed the fuse: the moment of death is coming. I had no where to go: there they loved me like men, against my will. But the steps that entered the cave were not human: a wolf appeared. Come on, come on, I needed that too. With a gap in the wolf, the partisans hid. I felt ready. The wolf stopped when he saw the fire.
He looked long and hard: we met face to face; I felt it strong: I had the fire in my midst, the rifle in my hand. The wolf lay down on the boat. He sat like that for a few minutes, then he went, took a few steps forward, closer to the fire. He lay down on the boat and lowered his head, as if to sleep. I'm a guard there, with a rifle. But the wolf sometimes opened his eyes, then closed them again. When he opened them, I almost threw a piece of warm bread at him. He went, he flew, he smelled it and he left.
Only then did I remember that the wolf does not eat bread. I threw a piece of roast meat. He went, flew and washed him like a wolf. I also threw the other piece, which I had for the veil; washed it too. He moved a few steps away from the fire, lay down on the floor and fell asleep. He slept peacefully, all night long, while I, guard with rifle in hand, did not blink an eye. He trusts the wolf?! Fortunately, as the day dawned, the wolf duel. I prayed to God, who saved me from him, and I fell asleep: I was fast asleep.
I woke up just as late; the disc was moving through the cave. I put the rifle in my hand with a scope. Drive that wolf, who was dragging a kid. When he reached the halfway point of the cave, he let go and ran away. I then quickly took out the sharp knife, cut it, split it, salted it and hung it to dry in the smoke. I missed fresh meat and put it on the fire, roasting a good piece.
But after it got dark, the wolf returned to the cave. He ate what he found on the ground. I came and lay close to the sound like the first night. When I ate the roast meat, I threw most of it to him: he ran away, not only did he eat the meat, but he ate the bones as well, like a dog. He really had an appetite. For the first time in my life, I got so close to a wolf. After eating, he lay down and slept soundly. Ndeja wakes up late: he was a wolf, could he be trusted? But once I fell asleep with a rifle in my hand.
The next evening, the wolf came again and ate the roasted meat with great taste and, sticking his teeth in, looked at me like a dog. On the third day, find a good quince in the cave again. The wolf and I became friends and benefactors. Week after week, and often twice a week, a kid or a lamb, and sometimes even a ram, fell into my cave.
We spent the winter together, for beauty. When spring and summer duel, he was here and there, but he did not fly to the fire, but stayed at the entrance of the cave. Almost with me; Are you saying it's a real wolf or some dog that Sh'Martini e Shna Rroku gave me?! We made a strange friendship together, but we never fell in love with each other.
We continued like this for about 10 months. It was here that you felt the arrival of autumn, with turbulent storms. I felt that on the mountain, the crack of a rifle. The disc also broke my heart. I had a concern. Are you saying - I said to me - they killed my wolf?! The wolf did not return to the cave that night. I slept a little, because I was very worried. Even the next day, the wolf did not appear.
I decided to go out and ask her. But, once I got out of the cave, where should I look for the wolf on the mountain?! I haven't been alone in a month without my wolf. I decided: in case they drowned the wolf, I will surrender. I started looking for a place to stay. It was two years since I was completely separated from people, and now I live with a wolf.
My own:
- "Did you kill a wolf today?"
- "What do you want me to say, with these words"?!
- "They told me: have you killed any wolf, you, or someone close to you".
- "Who do you call a wolf"?!
- "Wolf. Mountain wolf".
- "Wolf?! But this word is doubtful"?
- "How can I doubt it?! A wolf is a wolf, the one who learns the bears and the goats, they go and eat them".
He was looking at the rifle that I had on my shoulder, but it was not clear who I was: a fugitive, but a spy of the Security, who tracks fugitives. Therefore, he doubted the word "wolf" because both sides used it for their opponent.
- "You want to know - I told him - have you killed in these two or three days, any wolf that eats deer"?
– "Wolf, right wolf"?
- "Yes, a wolf, with four legs."
- "As far as I know, among these spies of ours, no, I had taken care of it. However, on the slope yonder, there are some shepherds, shall I call them?
- "Yes, he called."
Then he brought both hands close to his mouth and shouted as loudly as he could:
- "Ooo, oh, oh you shepherds of Gallata, are you there more ... and ... and"! - he called like that three times. From the other side of the mountain, came the echo:
- "What do you say more ... and ... and"?!
- "Oh ... oh .... I came more..." - then he woke up and said to me - let's go, because they are not words that everyone feels.
I told him:
- "I'm not coming with you: you go alone: did you say they killed a wolf in these two or three days?" I'm expecting rain here."
He told me:
- "Do you know that it takes two or three hours to get there and back"?!
- "I'm waiting, don't worry".
He set off. On the slope across the valley, I can hear the bleating of goats and the bleating of sheep. I can also hear the shepherd's flute and the kanga behind his arm. Opposite to the herds that slowly came down to the valley: a beautiful life, a free life, not like that of the wolf of the caves.
After a few hours, he came back and told me:
- "Yes, brother, really they were killed by a wolf three days ago. Even, they told me that it was the most dangerous wolf in those mountains, that it had very large wolves. How do you know this job"?!
- "Me?! Yes, I was a wolf shepherd"!
- "How, damn shepherd"?!
- "Walk and... you don't know what: he was more faithful than any man.
Listen - I said to that man - you don't know me, and I don't know you either. I am a commie. I have been on the run for several years now. It's almost 10 months since I lived with this wolf. Now that he is gone, I have to surrender. Send me to the nearest post office of the Pursuit partisans, do you know where it is?"
- "But who are you"?!
- "Don't leave me alone. It's better for you, and for me, that we don't get to know each other. I went to the mountain, you only saved my life, not to fight with anyone".
- "Neither - he said - I have anything to do with the partisans: I just handed him over to them, because otherwise, they are the masters. They said to me: 'How long have you kept it?' of 'what connections have you had'. So don't bore me with those things. Do you want to surrender? Submit it! But I don't introduce you. I can't".
- "How can you not?! You earn points. Call them good patriots".
- "No, I don't want a reward, because I don't want to get out of my mind, neither for good nor for bad. Aman, don't tell her that we are dating together. I have followed it, until you show the partisan command against you, then it's your job: sometimes you surrender, sometimes you don't; don't mess with me, neither for good nor for bad. Ban that we are never without".
- "When I surrendered, the investigation immediately began: Where are you staying? Who did you hang out with on the mountain? Who supplied them with food? What organizational and political ties, a hundred thousand useless souls. I told them the truth, that I had not gone up the mountain for bravery, but for fear, to save my life, that I had been with the wolf for such a long time, etc. They did not believe me and said:
- 'Why are we children, that you lie to us with fairy tales'!
But, since I had no other words, and it was necessary for the work to come out, I told them that there in the cave, I had reserve food, even for six months, but I had given up, because the wolf, my friend, had drowned me. One day, I was joined by six partisans and two female officers. I had to take them to the cave. They were surprised, when they saw with their own eyes, those corns, all that dry and salty meat, and our skins and hides.
I was returned to the investigator. That investigator said to me: My friends have confirmed your words. However, I don't believe them and, just so you know, you will appear in court and you will be formally punished for 20 years, because for you, now the real investigation begins, because we don't have your name anywhere on our lists.
After I was punished, they brought me here like the others".
I was speechless. What was that?! Fairy tale, miracle or history?! Say what you want. But, the life I spent later, proved to me that animals have the feeling of love, more than many people of this age, who call it; "of the peak of progress"!
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