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One night, my father and Cassiopeia


My story begins many years ago when I was still the sweet girl of my dad. E 'unforgettable experience for me a walk with my father in a winter evening, when, returning from church, we stopped in a road dark and he taught me to recognize the constellation of Cassiopeia. I know it may seem coy, but it's exactly what happened. I think every girl should be loved by his father with a love that allows it to grow and realize their dreams. Thank God, and my father, I was loved and with his invaluable help and support I've become what I am.
So, very early in my childhood, I had already decided that I would become an astronomer. In second place in my aspirations was to become "sweep", perhaps because I was a little girl extremely neat, but my parents made me give up this idea, fortunately.
Now, after many years of work and study, I still feel way. Neither the University after graduation, or after the doctorate, nor now, while working with the group of the Laboratory for Experimental Astrophysics at Catania, I can consider myself as an astronomer. But I try to be. I received such wonderful things in my life - my father, my brain, my eyes .... I do not like talking about myself. And this text should not be talking to me. He should be a chance to make the point, a brief reflection on the fact that ..... at times, I feel wonder exactly how that first night. Here's why I feel it is worth continuing. Zuzana
Kanuchova

The image is taken from the book by Camille Flammarion's (1888), L’atmosphère: météorologie populaire

ZK è nata nella Repubblica Slovacca e lavora in Italia dallo scorso autunno. Comincia a parlare italiano, ma il suo post è scritto in lingua inglese. Eccovi l'originale:

My story has begun many many years ago, when I was a sweet daddys' little girl. I cannot forget one winter evening walk with my father, coming back from the church, when we stopped in one darker street and he teached me to find Cassiopeia constellation. I know that this sounds like a pretty fake, but it was really so. I think that girls should be loved by their fathers. They should be loved so as they could grow up and fulfil their dreams. Thanks to God and my father I was loved and with his uncoverable help and support I became the one who I am.
So, very soon in my childhood I decided to become an astronomer. The second possibility was to be a street-sweeper, because I was so tidiness loving kid, however my parents have talked me out of this idea - luckily.
Now, after many years of work and study I am still on the way. Neither after graduation at university, not even after PhD. study, nor now, working with the group of the Laboratory of Experimental Astrophysics in Catania I consider myself as an astronomer. But I try to be. I was given so many wonderful things in my life - my father, my brain, my eyes ... I don't like to speak about myself. And, this shouldn't be about me. This should be just short stop-off, short reflection, that ... in Some moments, I am amazed as I was That winter night. That's why I still keep on.