Sunday, March 20, 2011

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A Sunday dedicated a. ..

What energy!
Yesterday I spent together with my wife, another afternoon with the children, more than a hundred. Were divided into various groups and then we spent a day of "withdrawal" between thoughts, activities, games, snacks and the final Mass.
An entire afternoon, one of those tired. When I returned to home, however, I did not feel tired, but full of energy that I had to pour immediately telling what had been done.
This morning I still had some charge and then I felt it was time to write. So I picked up an old project that had only begun. Curious: what little I wrote did not belong to me more and I had to change it before continuing with the new.
I wrote a few pages and on, as happened to me a little 'time ago.
During a break, I developed an idea that I flashed on my mind since yesterday. This evening I had to put pen to paper and I was born a text that I would like to combine a certain kind of music.
was so long that I was not feeling so creative, a good feeling that I hope will continue even afterwards.
In the meantime, I enjoyed this Sunday and, above all, the energy that I have children transmitted.

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Four Steps ... by Ben - Thirty-sixth episode

finally arrived in Campania, we began to visit the areas considered most interesting. While walking in company with the usual friends, to which were added to the old Tina, Carmen and Luke, see closer and closer to a girl in our group P2, which until then had not noticed on the bus.
We went to various places that first day, then in the afternoon we went to the hotel for room allocation.
The hotel was situated in the heart of the port of Sorrento, in a very nice location, close to the sea. There was all around a web of narrow streets and small steps: the place was laid out on various levels.
From our room you could enjoy a beautiful view. You could see the entire harbor, with all the boats and people who attended characteristics, especially the fishermen with their typical clothes and their distinctive hats, beyond the sea of \u200b\u200bbeautiful blue.
I was in the room, Juba, Luke, and Carmen. In other rooms, on the same floor, there were other classmates. The third, however, were different from our own planes.
the hour lead us to dinner in the restaurant and sat down with my roommates at a table whatsoever. Next to us was the group with Helen and Stephanie and the other side of a third group P2, including, in the place closest to our table, the mysterious girl. I thought, like many others, she attempted to approach the Juba.
After dinner we organized a walk to the harbor and in the country.
We started as if we were going in the center of Florence, easily, and managers of the hotel, seeing us out, we were told something in the middle Campanian dialect that sounded more or less like this:
Eye guys, here we are in Florence, we are in Naples. Be careful not to make bad games. "
Simultaneous translation was Carmine, who was originally from there.
We decided to leave, but stay together as much as possible, trying to stay in groups, without venturing into solitary excursions. Indeed
of shady characters tried to get acquainted with our girls, who, seeing these people come near, they shook the arm of the first of us who came within range.
La Francesca clung to Luke, the Juba and there was a little 'bad.
Luke instead, that he had not realized what was happening, he felt proud to travel with a beautiful girl by the arm and, if possible, be even higher than usual, but his slight stutter had a surge with emotion. He was so convinced he had made a splash on the girl who, once back at the hotel we had to explain what had happened and, despite himself, that made him back down to earth.
My arm was captured by the mysterious girl.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

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