There was once one iota. It was a poor
Acca recently: was it one iota, and he knew it. So do not elated, remained in place and patiently endured the mockery of his companions. They told her:
So too would a letter of the alphabet? With that face?
You know or not know that nobody will pronounce it?
He knew, he knew. But he also knew that there are foreign countries and languages, which makes us his academic figure.
"I want to go to Germany, - the thought of Acca, when he was a sadder-than usual. - I was told that there are very important to Acca." One day they
just angry. And she, without saying either one or two, put his few belongings in a backpack and set off to hitchhike.
hell broke loose! What happened at any moment, because of that flight, you can not even describe.
The churches remained senz'acca, collapsed as the bombing. The kiosks, now suddenly too light, flew through the air seeding newspapers, beer, orange juice and grenadine in a little ice 'everywhere.
On the other hand, fell down from heaven, the cherubim: levargli the ACCA, as was levargli wings.
The keys did not open anymore, and who had remained outside the home had to resign herself to sleep outdoors.
guitars lost all the strings and played less of the pan.
not tell you Chianti, senz'acca, it tastes disgusting. Moreover it was impossible to drink it, because the glasses become "biccieri" burst into a thousand pieces.
My uncle was a nail in the wall, Acca disappeared when "the ciodo" is melted under the hammer worse than if it were butter.
The next morning, from the Alps to the Ionian Sea, not a single cock could do Chicchirichi ': ciccirici everyone did, and seemed to sneeze. It was feared an epidemic.
a large manhunt began, indeed, sorry, the ACC. The border posts were warned to double vigilance. The Acca was discovered near the Brenner Pass, while trying to enter illegally in Austria, because he had no passport. They had to beg on his knees: Stay with us, we do not do this wrong! Without her, we could not even pronounce the name of Dante Alighieri. Look, here's a petition of the inhabitants of Chiavari, that offer a seaside villa. And this is a letter from the head-station of Chiusi-Chianciano, that without her
become the head-station-Ciusa Cianciano It would be a degradation
The Acca was a good heart, I've already said. She was with great relief of the verb and pronoun talk anyone. But we must treat it with respect, otherwise we will plant in the lurch again.
For me as shortsighted, it would be very serious: with "occiali" senz'acca not see from here to there.
(Gianni Rodari)
Acca recently: was it one iota, and he knew it. So do not elated, remained in place and patiently endured the mockery of his companions. They told her:
So too would a letter of the alphabet? With that face?
You know or not know that nobody will pronounce it?
He knew, he knew. But he also knew that there are foreign countries and languages, which makes us his academic figure.
"I want to go to Germany, - the thought of Acca, when he was a sadder-than usual. - I was told that there are very important to Acca." One day they
just angry. And she, without saying either one or two, put his few belongings in a backpack and set off to hitchhike.
hell broke loose! What happened at any moment, because of that flight, you can not even describe.
The churches remained senz'acca, collapsed as the bombing. The kiosks, now suddenly too light, flew through the air seeding newspapers, beer, orange juice and grenadine in a little ice 'everywhere.
On the other hand, fell down from heaven, the cherubim: levargli the ACCA, as was levargli wings.
The keys did not open anymore, and who had remained outside the home had to resign herself to sleep outdoors.
guitars lost all the strings and played less of the pan.
not tell you Chianti, senz'acca, it tastes disgusting. Moreover it was impossible to drink it, because the glasses become "biccieri" burst into a thousand pieces.
My uncle was a nail in the wall, Acca disappeared when "the ciodo" is melted under the hammer worse than if it were butter.
The next morning, from the Alps to the Ionian Sea, not a single cock could do Chicchirichi ': ciccirici everyone did, and seemed to sneeze. It was feared an epidemic.
a large manhunt began, indeed, sorry, the ACC. The border posts were warned to double vigilance. The Acca was discovered near the Brenner Pass, while trying to enter illegally in Austria, because he had no passport. They had to beg on his knees: Stay with us, we do not do this wrong! Without her, we could not even pronounce the name of Dante Alighieri. Look, here's a petition of the inhabitants of Chiavari, that offer a seaside villa. And this is a letter from the head-station of Chiusi-Chianciano, that without her
become the head-station-Ciusa Cianciano It would be a degradation
The Acca was a good heart, I've already said. She was with great relief of the verb and pronoun talk anyone. But we must treat it with respect, otherwise we will plant in the lurch again.
For me as shortsighted, it would be very serious: with "occiali" senz'acca not see from here to there.
(Gianni Rodari)
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| Gianni Rodari (Omega, October 23, 1920 - Rome, April 14, 1980) Italian writer and educator, specializing in books for children, translated into many languages. It 'died at only 59 years after a minor surgery surgery. His remains are buried in the Verano Cemetery, Rome, Italy. |
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