Saturday, April 25, 2009

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April 25, ommagio Italy

Two years ago, studying first Italian course, my teacher said that you can learn Italian without learning to sing Hello Beautiful. Know this song led me to want to know more about the history of Italy, of this war and these people, the partisans ...
For this reason, today, April 25, I want to do a small tribute to the Italian people, the one who fought and died in the resistance against the fascists in the 2nd World War and have thus contributed to earn for us the freedom and democracy we now consider normal.
Without doubt, an episode of the story not to forget! Besides, it's a good song ¿no?

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

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Diario da L'Aquila: the extended family on which the rain can not fall

Today Anna sent me this beautiful writing and I want you to know to you, friends bloghisti to let you know how Italians are great.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009 - (Fabio Capolla - Journalist Il Tempo)
"What drama rain. How sad to see elderly people forced, in fact relegated to tents. Unable to get out to pick up lunch or to reach a chemical bath. What I saw today is wasteland. Water, mud and cold. My fortune is that I get home tonight, beyond the Gran Sasso and find a hot shower.
These people must spend a night in the open, with curtains, ship water, with children who find themselves soaked mattresses. While some people think a fabulous holiday, luxury cars today I appreciate the banality a hot shower that takes away the chill in the bones. Another four shocks, two in the night and two in the afternoon, with the magnitude of which rises again above quota of three. Aftershocks but that force doctors and Red Cross volunteers to work more carefully.
There are many people who, even small shocks, are attacked by panic. A trauma that they bring with them since last April 6. Around the tents in the mud. Small rice fields, which prevent any move. In a tent, an elderly woman, sitting, staring into space and the rosary in his hands. In Abruzzese dialect I said, "My son only Madonna can help us."

Today I avoided the lunch of Civil Protection. I was invited by my colleague, George, in a spontaneous tent camps in the garden of a house. Four tents and nearly twenty people, from younger to older. George took me to his girlfriend, who instead of moving to one of the many tent cities, along with parents, grandparents, uncles and cousins \u200b\u200bliving in these tents a few steps from his home, still not ready. A very warm welcome and the discovery of what is an extended family.
Not in the modern conception of the first, second wives, children of two families that make up a new one. No, this is a patriarchal family, where there is still a respect for tradition is old, revered and served first. Where you find your attention and mutual aid. The grandmother grated parmesan cheese while preparing the dough daughters and grandchildren set the table. One being together full of joy but also of joy. Yet it was raining heavily, yet they were all earthquake victims, but the mud was beginning to be annoying. A true meaning of family.

The rain freezes all, the forecast for tomorrow is not the best. Even some who had been displaced Aquila placed in a camp on the Teramo coast has been evacuated because of the danger of flooding of a river. A situation more critical. When it rains in the wet. There is good news today, except that some teachers of couples, a little town near Eagle, where even a of my favorite restaurants no longer exists because of the earthquake, the children have gathered under the tent to fit them together, keep them entertained, keep learning something. For the rest there is good news today. Better to ask the help of Our Lady. "

Monday, April 20, 2009

Dark Green Poofy Dress

Berlusconi in the world of Art!

This time it is to be believed!

Monday, April 6, 2009

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