Then call to see how her grandmother's and grandmother screams, but does so with love , screaming because you're in Brussels, six far away for you and you have to yell to make up the gap in the tone of voice, that voice that the speakers of the laptop have spread to the entire volume the room, that Skype have had to lower the volume to a minimum otherwise the downstairs neighbor would knock on the door and ask to watch horror films lower volume. In short, the grandmother yells , maybe because we do not feel good, maybe because love is measured in decibels or perhaps because it wants to be heard by his grandfather. The grandfather of 'll be safe there, sitting a few yards on his chair, listening to the call of his grandmother, and there to listen, listen to his grandfather , chewing words, tasted and then let down slowly, one word the grandparent can be the meaning of the day, the news that animates the week, and remember the refrain of the month. Must be chewed well and only a few words after being digested well you can then move on to the next. So, Grandma and Grandpa listen to cries. And you're talking about.
So happens that my grandmother cried her affection, she has lived 39 years and one month in Germany at a time when Italians were sleeping in bed always hot and grandfather often repeated: Thirty-nine are many, 10 for every letter, but thirty-nine a month and many are really , you can not say in a hurry, we must take the necessary breaks unless otherwise appear and instead are many . Thirty-nine. And a month. And he wants to have them weigh you, those thirty-nine years abroad, you who are abroad and some three months, three say it fast, just 3 letters, one for each year, I am not mica thirty-nine, and a month. And it happens that my grandmother will repeats that phrase again, now that sounds like "cover your well that it's cold outside" and instead is "trying to connect sooner or later, sooner rather than later, that over time there'll be abroad and foreigners will feel even stranger when you come here in Italy, eh . "And you would have preferred the other, the cover of the well, in that there Brussels is really cold lately, because the words of the stranger anywhere not digest so quickly and I'll always chew a bit 'too much, even if you stop then on the "eh " finale that is worth a thousand flavors because with that "eh " has meant (screaming, of course) " you understand? I'll tell you that I've got experience, you understand? It is not the first time that I tell you and I will not repeat it more, eh! "or something like that and my grandfather, sitting there a few meters, has closed his eyes and moved his head up and down, nodding and agreeing . Eh. It is also why you love them, to both but softly.
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