Yesterday flew kites.
Yesterday morning came a group of four boys, from Roseto degli Abruzzi, to teach the children of the field to build kites.
They took the black plastic bags, were spread on the tables and have flattened. They took the sticks and attacked them on plastic. Cross, why did from the main axes.
then decorated them. With colorful writing and drawings.
In a box kites were true. Prefabricated ones.
and were deployed in the air all day. Led by men and boys and children.
And they were transparent, blue and yellow.
dinner were the Florentines.
A group of people sitting next to me, speaking in their own way.
came from outside and spoke of our city, that was beautiful, the food is good. They
, I think. It was just beautiful.
While we were eating the slice of meat with mashed potatoes, a woman reached them. It 'also known in our field, old, with dark face, short graying hair and the voice sfiatatamente acute.
Always talk without interruptions. And yesterday he chatted with them.
She said she was a friend of Florence has not seen for many years. The
would like to send some typical product Aquila is poor and can not pay the shipping costs.
He asked if they could deliver them themselves.
And he asked us who could send typical foods. We have proposed
salami, Cicolana and cheese.
The kebabs. Skewers of lamb to be cooked on fornacelle. Preferably to eat for a whole day lying on a lawn in the shade. But
are perishable foods. A long trip would not reach them safely. It was suggested
Nurzia nougat and gentian.
time two minutes and the discourse has changed course. And returned to the base: the earthquake.
The Florentines have asked how was the house of the Lord, where he was and how he would from now on.
And she told of his night. That of April 6. Made of screams, cries and beams in the head. Always there
it is going. Always speaks of the earthquake.
And even this morning at the Medical Post. An old man and a nurse discussed the destroyed houses and dead.
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