(P\u00ebrmbi Ande\u2014Mbresa nga nj\u00eb udh\u00ebtim)<\/p>\n
N\u00eb aeroportin e Santiagos m\u00eb priste nj\u00eb hebreo-amerikan, t\u00eb cilin s\u2019e njihja fare. I rekomanduar nga miku im R. B., sekretari i ambasad\u00ebs ton\u00eb n\u00eb Argjentin\u00eb, kishte premtuar t\u00eb m\u00eb ndihmonte p\u00ebr \u00e7\u00ebshtjen time atje. Nga Buenos Airesi kisha folur me t\u00eb, dy her\u00eb, n\u00eb telefon. M\u00eb priste n\u00eb nj\u00eb kafene, n\u00eb katin e dyt\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00eb godine t\u00eb aeroportit. E njoha nga portreti q\u00eb m\u00eb kishte p\u00ebrshkruar n\u00eb bised\u00ebn telefonike. Po ashtu dhe ai mua. U ngrit nga tavolina dhe, duke buz\u00ebqeshur miq\u00ebsisht, u drejtua nga un\u00eb. Ishte nj\u00eb trup mesatar. Mund t\u00eb ishte mbi pes\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vje\u00e7, por veshja sportive dhe mungesa e thinjave b\u00ebnte t\u00eb dukej m\u00eb i ri. Nga ngjyra pak ezmere e l\u00ebkur\u00ebs s\u00eb l\u00ebmuar dhe nga qimet e rralla n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb, ngjante m\u00eb shum\u00eb me nj\u00eb latinoamerikan, se sa me nj\u00eb hebre. Gj\u00eb q\u00eb ia thash.
\n– Jo, jam nj\u00eb p\u00ebrzierje, ku kam edhe gjak shqiptar, po latinoamerikan asnj\u00eb pik\u00eb, – m\u2019u p\u00ebrgjigj ai.
\nFliste nj\u00eb spanjishte t\u00eb past\u00ebr dhe puro letrare, t\u00eb Spanj\u00ebs s\u00eb mesit t\u00eb shekullit q\u00eb sapo iku, gj\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb kujtonte kryeveprat letrare t\u00eb atij vendi plot diell, prej t\u00eb cilit nisi zbulimi i Bot\u00ebs s\u00eb Re. Pohimi i tij p\u00ebr gjakun shqiptar m\u00eb habiti dhe e pyeta m\u00eb tej.
\n– Nga babai jam anglosakson, nga n\u00ebna hebre. Gjyshja, nga babai, ishte shqiptare. Pra, nj\u00eb e teta e gjakut tim \u00ebsht\u00eb i nj\u00ebjt\u00eb me at\u00eb tuajin, – shpjegoi ai me nj\u00eb far\u00eb krenarie.
\nIshte nga ata njer\u00ebz q\u00eb nuk pushojn\u00eb s\u00eb foluri. Kjo gj\u00eb mua s\u2019m\u00eb bezdiste aspak. P\u00ebrkundrazi, m\u00eb p\u00eblqente. Jo vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr faktin se miku im i ri ishte i k\u00ebndsh\u00ebm n\u00eb bised\u00eb, por edhe nga paaft\u00ebsia ime p\u00ebr t\u00eb mbajtur bised\u00ebn gjall\u00eb, pasi jam i ngath\u00ebt n\u00eb bised\u00eb.
\nMe Mark Pined\u00ebn, k\u00ebshtu quhej, takoheshim \u00e7do dit\u00eb. Vuri n\u00eb dispozicion tim makin\u00ebn, celularin, madje, shpeshher\u00eb edhe xhepin. Kishte nj\u00eb kureshtje dhe simpati t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb p\u00ebr Shqip\u00ebrin\u00eb dhe shqiptar\u00ebt. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb s\u2019u p\u00ebrmbajt dhe m\u00eb tha t\u00eb flisja shqip.
\n– Me k\u00eb t\u00eb flas? – i them
\n– Fol kot, me vete, – m\u00eb thot\u00eb. – Kam qejf t\u00eb d\u00ebgjoj si ting\u00ebllon shqipja.
\nMegjith\u00ebse e pata t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb flisja me vete, n\u00eb prani t\u00eb nj\u00eb tjetri, ia b\u00ebra qejfin. M\u00eb tha se i ngjante pak me fr\u00ebngjishten. Si m\u00ebsues i gjuh\u00ebs shqipe, u mundova t\u2019i shpjegoja di\u00e7ka lidhur me pozicionin q\u00eb zinte shqipja n\u00eb pem\u00ebn e gjuh\u00ebve indo-evropiane, p\u00ebr sintaks\u00ebn e saj e sidomos p\u00ebr fonetik\u00ebn e saj pak t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb p\u00ebr shum\u00eb fol\u00ebs t\u00eb gjuh\u00ebve moderne, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt duan ta m\u00ebsojn\u00eb at\u00eb. <\/p>\n
Marr\u00eb nga libri\u00a0i autorit \u201cDhimbje m\u00ebrgimi\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
(P\u00ebrmbi Ande\u2014Mbresa nga nj\u00eb udh\u00ebtim) N\u00eb aeroportin e Santiagos m\u00eb priste nj\u00eb hebreo-amerikan, t\u00eb cilin s\u2019e njihja fare. I rekomanduar nga miku im R. B., sekretari i ambasad\u00ebs ton\u00eb n\u00eb Argjentin\u00eb, kishte premtuar t\u00eb m\u00eb ndihmonte p\u00ebr \u00e7\u00ebshtjen time atje. Nga Buenos Airesi kisha folur me t\u00eb, dy her\u00eb, n\u00eb telefon. M\u00eb priste n\u00eb nj\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":9479,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[27],"class_list":{"0":"post-9478","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-opinione","8":"tag-lajme"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9478","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9478"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9478\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9480,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9478\/revisions\/9480"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/9479"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9478"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9478"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/neutrale.al\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9478"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}