at 19.00 this afternoon, the streets in Badia. I'm going to greet my aunt and go to the shop and she took the opportunity to come out a bit to produce 'the cigarette ash (cited)
As we observe the square approaches in stride, as can be to a person equipped with crutch) a little old.
She heads towards us saying "that humble ..." I look
. Well you can not define attractive view of the age, but a lady in order, with her shawl over her shoulders for the pain, the hair in place ... I do not understand what it feels humiliated.
is coming and apologized for interrupting a speech and was not even begin to blow off steam with her aunt.
"sa ... it happened to me once again of the kids because I heard them swearing ... what he wants, I came by instinct, professional bias, I taught for many years ... Well since then, whenever that the next step on time curse ... umilizione that "
Then he explains that does not even know they are the same, she is not that just recognize them ... but do you think are always the same as the tone in which they say and the fact that his curse when he approaches her.
I think you should tell her that actually curse forever, maybe not so tied to its passage ... but she seems pretty convinced it instead. I explain that it is a leap for them and she asked astonished, "but ... and why? "
However heartened my aunt and told her that should not feel humiliated, that those who wrong them ... she replied that it does not explain why ... who taught for many years and now his students raised the stop to thank and hug the road ... The
say we take consolation from the fact that she has done so well, because those who have brought you some of today are not so, that should not feel humiliated but think positive and be proud of the good he has done ...
I was struck by the fragility of a lady who probably was once authoritative and decisive, and now although with a crutch he prepared to do all around the square and other streets in more than two (significantly extending the road, for those who are two hundred meters but she seems km) not to pass under an arch where they meet the kids in my country. I wonder if
is right ... I do not find fair. I do not want the moralist, and are not ... (Not only swear to a fact of elegance as likely to believe in the existence of a God in that of the Teletubbies), but I made a "penalty" (in the sense of the word).
I know that is not his time. I know that society is changing and stuff ... but because his last years should be so little decorum? Why be afraid of four kids and they can not turn down the street admired and praised for the good he has done?
Because they can not moderate the passage of an old and maybe smile?
Few things give satisfaction as a smile and greet an elderly woman and see her face light by surprise. Education is not a formality (as she put it) ... benvolenza and is a form of respect for those around us ... need to live better ... I wonder (perhaps naive) the mechanism by which these values \u200b\u200btoday are no longer made, I try in vain to find a credible reason other than a cliché.
Meanwhile Mrs. apologizes two or three times for having stolen some time and walks, preparing to do the unnecessary probilmente around the square that happens every day ... because of four losers.
Pardon the outburst, my audience silent. I know that I do not give any answer or solution in a "cola" to the problem in this post but I'm still thinking ...
