That summer of 1989 was distinguished by a philosophy of carpe diem and a Faustian desire to learn. We were young. We were far from home. Everything was possible. “Come on! We are going to be late,” yelled Gianna grabbing her book bag a clementine, my arm and dragging me down the stairs and out …
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Snippets of Life (from A to Z) “M”
THE LETTER "M" Mortadella and Swiss cheese sandwiches distinguisehd that memorable summer of 1989 from all others. It was a time of manic dashes through the market, maneuvering around the maelstrom of fashionable Florentines and their mopeds, in a daily attempt to make it to lessons on time. In our classroom we maddeningly munched on all …
Manu writes 