What remains of the holidays / 2
What would a holiday unlike any other, I had understood immediately, the port, when we were leaving.
"Find Low, our ship comes!"
His little face lights up. Then suddenly darkens and asks me, concerned: "But you ... you've got your costume?"
These holidays, spent in a Sardinian province new brand that was named after Mickey Mouse and singer from the '70s, were the first with a low and interactive speaker.
that because "it was great" had to sleep (almost) alone in the bed of large babies, perform its physiological functions in the toilet (almost always), take the purse, sunglasses and hat to go out (always). Who has learned to jump with your feet together with a detachment that is the envy of Fiona May. And on the beach below the sun turned the function "talk" and rekindled only when the back under the umbrella. That she was swimming with and without the chops. Who took and did so, from time to time, without notice, and if he takes off for a moment their eyes off risk losing them. What was the queen of bubble bath and the champion of "doodle" on the beaches (doodling is a technicality that indicates the decorations made by hand with the very wet sand, ed.)
this summer I have left in some catchy, like the question "Where do we go?" followed closely by "What to do?" repeated one thousand seven hundred times a minute, his voice distorted while terrorizing doing "ilmostrooo" his first fictional character, a trip to the mine by train, the big yellow helmet ten times his head, walking over the sea and galleries buissime; the trip to the cave of the fairies, a magical and fascinating, one hour of group visits in the silence broken by a girl who kept saying out loud "LET'S PLAY THE PACKAGE?". that you could never see the sheep when we were in the car and asked a thousand times "DOVEEEEEE? ". She has started making phony reports to make fun of "Peco Peco !!!". Again, the visit to an island not an island, the trip by ferry to an island that is in Sardinia but seems to Liguria, the huge beach is closed in winter and use the military to play in the war.
Then our hosts, Mr. and Mrs. Giulio Maria (whom he called "OhiMaria"), six children and ten grandchildren. "And we will never find anyone," she complained. And then every day they host a nephew or a child differently. Including the sixteen year old niece who went out at night in secret for fishing. And that their parents are not told of these pranks "if not no longer go ahead."
the first day, "Mr. Julius, we recommend some beautiful beach?"
"Well, those are the most beautiful beaches of the Caribbean"
"Thank you, Julius, but here are a little 'uncomfortable. I meant in the area "
And the lessons of Sardinia," Mr. Julius knows that when he speaks in dialect with OhiMaria, you do not understand anything. "
" You're right, Sardinian is a strange language. For example, the word "piccigarrosataghegnopurturudduricchu" in Italian means "child".
it is a good practice, eh, as a language.
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