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Some school treat

My brother will go on a trip in Rome with the school, and the genius of Italian and Latin teacher who is doing to prepare the whole class on the track of the conspiracy against Caesar, to be recited in front of the Colosseum, in Latin of course.

What would not give to see the show!

As a lover of language and classical culture, I find it really is a genius, as well as an opportunity to sbellicarmi with laughter at seeing 'sti Milan engage fathers in Latin verse before passing all'allibito romanaccio ...

But the episode reminded me of my school trips, the famous school trips, where I really killed her laughter. I am one of those memories that periodically come back to cheer me and I mention them also old.

I'm not sure what years they were, we were in fourth and fifth higher, in fact to be precise in the second and third high school, having regard to the studies.

In the second we went on a skiing holiday in Trentino, in a residence with a pool that looked out on the snow.

A fantastic week, in which I put on skis for the first time showing my talents to promote sports and making the intermediate course.

Where we drank blueberry schnapps with whipped cream to warm the cold of a track and the other; cappuccino hot night together with my fellow Latvian Valevale, who then left us awake until morning.

I showed my perennial Acidum during a trip to the luge, where, still with the Vale, we could not go down the track and cursing all other classmates skiers (the first Superman !) who had abandoned us.

I made a fool of Marco Ski Champion to take the ski lift (I do not know how to spell), alone did not want know, so he skier, accompanied me and eventually earned a flight because I have dropped too soon.

I made a figure of ... on the phone with a teacher who pretended to be one of our classmate, giving details of the program for the evening after curfew.

I passed myself climbing on natural walls, while on the ground were singing Wind of Change with guitar Clarita.

The following year they took us to Paris, accompanied by Prof. Pancino even to stroke or Armpit Pied, our beloved teacher of Italian and vice, which remains in the annals of the ride on the carousel horses in front of the Sacred Heart, shouting Rocinante!

Even here the memories are wasted: even the train journey with six bunks in which I have always stayed with Valevale in the same camp (as we do not even know!), All from the night in a room with a pillow fight, when you wake up in Latvia with the Superman, the Aunt in bed and Gaietta still - I do not want to sleep with anyone - in the other.

The boat trip on the Seine, from which they fell with the big hair in the wind.

The race down the stairs of the Eiffel Tower.

The Gyros ate at the Latin Quarter.

Bellevillle spent the afternoon free, the Arab quarter of Paris, because at that time we had fixed Pennac and Malaussene saga.

evening in the local Latin dance La Bomba.

photos all embraced, because what would be the last year together, the promises to return and came to the table in that restaurant in the midst of painters.

And then came high school, our paths have separated, crystallized our memories of those days. With someone you can see, and it's nice to share those moments together. But with most of the former - Grade D we greeted the day of qualification, not even a pizza.

Now is the time to review all. The hard core of the class decided to organize a reunion ... the important thing is to believe, we'll make it!!

Vale

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minus two ...

Oh yes! This too is gone, and even good. Now I'm only about two examinations after graduation (although it is expected in about a year) and it does not matter if one of them is the economy, matters wholly unknown to me as well as beautifully ignored.

After two weeks of alienation between studiolavorolavorostudio and start over, now it's time to get back to life.

Shopping is rewarding after the success has already been done: sweater Zara and a book for the new season. But the list is still very long.

In the program there are two exhibitions at the Royal Palace Kandinsky and Klee to the Fondazione Mazzotta, a bit 'of sport (as with the race I had no luck .. step to the pool), the exhumation of bike path for a nose up, curly hair to revive these last a bit 'limp, and a world of friends to meet again (Baby and Naomi with their bellies, and Tommy told Olympus Australia, Philip and Ciccio in Northern version, Sabri and snacks to Sixth; Clare and the crazy idea of \u200b\u200bthe high school reunion, and then Vale & Gaia, as you can with them the better!). All this in view of the Easter trip in the hills of Tuscany.

So as the days are long now I have more time to fill them ... wait just a little 'more than warm.

Kiss

Vale

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Impedimentum-i

Today I decided to start my training in the summer season, because if the rolls under the sweaters are hidden, are now beginning to see ...

Taking advantage of the beautiful and warm day was not worth close to the gym, then with the Idroscalo very close to home ... so I decided to give me the race.

You know I hate running, I'm a schiappetta that after two minutes is already out of breath and stove.

But today I was really convinced.

At 16.30 I leave the house in keeping ultra soprtiva, armed with music included.

Idroscalo arrival at 16:40 and get ready to the company.

16.45 lords of the park announcing the closing time, at 17.00.

against the adversities of fate can not be fierce.

Now it remains only for pilates at the gym.

Vale

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Ladder 49

Wednesday evening in front of the TV.

For those who do not have digital terrestrial, satellite and more that becomes more of a problem being able to watch something interesting ... last night was, for example, the fair exchange: the policeman by the police and then the fire brigade.

I chose the latter and I looked Ladder 49, American film by Jay Russell with Joaquin Phoenix, John Travolta, Tim Guinee, Jacinda Barrett and other actors unknown to me.

The film tells tones with a little 'melodramatic the job of firefighter, through the vicissitudes of the team's 49 and Jack, one of his best men, who, injured in a fire, pending the relief, covers with a flash back all his professional and personal lives.

I had already heard about the film released in 2005, which in my modest opinion it is worth watching and to show the kids (sorry for the professional bias!). The construction of a flashback is very well organized, are diluted by the dramatic episodes of camaraderie and fun, the excitement of the Americans after the September 11 firefighters inevitable, but above all the beautiful message that gives you the strength and the importance of teamwork.

When a hand helps the other and both hands work together better. When everyone is important because it can make something of himself that others have not, but no one is indispensable.

When respect and affection for your teammates makes you risk your life to save or make you sacrifice your order not to endanger them.

just a shame that I'm a crier, so I spent the last half hour of the movie in tears!

Vale

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When words are not enough ...

And how do you get back to normal after a short stay in Rome?!

Yes, because if three days have flown, are enough to make me forget the fatigue and the busy schedule of Milanese life, always in a hurry, without enjoying the little things that you find around the corner.

With Gaietta we kilometers ground, strictly by foot, accompanied by endless conversations, ones that make you feel good just because you can say everything and its opposite all with the pleasure to meet and be sure not to be judged.

A three-day non-stop, where I rediscovered the beauty of this city, that every time you reveal something of himself and the offers to get you back as soon as possible.

left speechless at every turn, trying to remember the history that went from there ...

What I miss most in Milan is the outdoor life, in the square. The square is a meeting point is communication, and chat, you break with the traditional circular shape to mimic a big hug, which contains all and gives warmth to all.

can walk at any time of day or night abducted by the atmosphere past, struck by the sense of pain that is still strong in the narrow streets of the Jewish quarter, where buildings seem to have a voice and shout the names of all stories broken in one night many years ago.

But I lived in Rome these days is done also and above all people, encounters, some new and unexpected, some expected and desired. All with the abundance that seems appertenere the people of Milan.

And just a moment to lose lucidity. Simply play back the sound of a voice, review the outline of a familiar figure to fall a confusion of emotions in real and imagined moments.

know her routine, the spaces and places where he lives every day with other people.

and want to join. To feel as only he can make you feel. To get lost in his words and his ways.

But then it's time to catch the train. Back to the vision and know that they are only fantasies. That there are different directions and projects. Life is made of occasions, maybe this is not mine.

But I can not keep my thoughts come back there, my eyes get lost in the image of the Colosseum. Why if I go back and sit on the wall in front of the subway and I'm a phone call, he arrived in five minutes.

Vale