have passed the first two school years, her brother Achmed the first class of middle school.
Mario has made friends with classmates, especially those living in the vicinity of his home, he has established with a plan to go to school together.
Mario lives farther than others so it is the first to leave the house, only a few times you meet with Pinuccio, who lives a few steps away, but these are often accompanied by family members. Must walk about one hundred meters, go to the spring of the district, to name Vincent, which often is not ready yet. Enter the house of them, and must listen to the latest recommendations of the mother while wearing an apron or smoothed his hair. Together they must travel a long way to reach Loris another classmate. Loris is also often not ready, has not even had breakfast, and we must wait, however, the wait is not boring because the mother, while his son drinks milk, does some cleaning of cages of canaries that home-grown, Mario looks puerile attention especially when there are nests in the cages with canaries still feathered. Now there are three start and swiftly to the school because it is almost time for the sound of the bell. The streets were frequented by many children and some of the first or second grade were accompanied by their parents. On the streets there was no car traffic (at that time there were very few cars in the country) nor a wagon, because the eight farmers were already working long into the field, rarely circulated some chariot proceeded with extreme caution especially on roads frequented by children.
There was a great feeling among fellow students, had become a team. In class were attentive to the words and teachings of the master and outside there was a cohesion of purpose, ready to help each other.
When you marched down the hallway of the school and met another class team leader gave the order "step" and all marked up with force as if to stress the unity of squadra.L 'last day of school marked the end of life of the group, many took a job, others followed different schools, but has failed the bond which held us together for five years of our childhood, and even today, when we encounter those few who remained in the country emerges that sympathy that bound in those years.
Mario has made friends with classmates, especially those living in the vicinity of his home, he has established with a plan to go to school together.
Mario lives farther than others so it is the first to leave the house, only a few times you meet with Pinuccio, who lives a few steps away, but these are often accompanied by family members. Must walk about one hundred meters, go to the spring of the district, to name Vincent, which often is not ready yet. Enter the house of them, and must listen to the latest recommendations of the mother while wearing an apron or smoothed his hair. Together they must travel a long way to reach Loris another classmate. Loris is also often not ready, has not even had breakfast, and we must wait, however, the wait is not boring because the mother, while his son drinks milk, does some cleaning of cages of canaries that home-grown, Mario looks puerile attention especially when there are nests in the cages with canaries still feathered. Now there are three start and swiftly to the school because it is almost time for the sound of the bell. The streets were frequented by many children and some of the first or second grade were accompanied by their parents. On the streets there was no car traffic (at that time there were very few cars in the country) nor a wagon, because the eight farmers were already working long into the field, rarely circulated some chariot proceeded with extreme caution especially on roads frequented by children.
There was a great feeling among fellow students, had become a team. In class were attentive to the words and teachings of the master and outside there was a cohesion of purpose, ready to help each other.
When you marched down the hallway of the school and met another class team leader gave the order "step" and all marked up with force as if to stress the unity of squadra.L 'last day of school marked the end of life of the group, many took a job, others followed different schools, but has failed the bond which held us together for five years of our childhood, and even today, when we encounter those few who remained in the country emerges that sympathy that bound in those years.
