Beautiful Sunday. It was a Sunday of knowledge, Italians in general, prior to a brunch with a friend and then on the skating rink. Since I live abroad am always careful to approach strangers, not just here that it is dangerous to everyone mind their own business and it seems almost rude to get too close to the lives of others.
It is a shame because I just by chance and approaches Orthodox or not I have met some really nice people, train specialists, but also at the bar.
My husband looks at me a lot, you got to know a man of almost 80 years, New Zealand, the station of Milan, only he could do.
Yesterday it happened to me. We were skating at the outdoor track in Zurich, which I have already told in a post below, and once again like last time there was a man of a certain age who skated really well, spins, steps crossed in short, everything repertoire.
with her husband we had already stopped to observe it, it was so graceful and peaceful. The children passed by out of control and he did not bat an eyelid. Seemed skating in another dimension. We imagined that he was a retired teacher who enjoyed skating in the crowd. Taken out of curiosity we approached him and began to tell and explain some of the movements. Her husband has learned them better than me, after two or three explanations could go back. I, however, I stopped to chat a bit 'with him and it was nice. He told me when young, newly arrived from South Tyrol in Switzerland, went to skate with a group of friends, Germans and Swiss who worked with him and how good it was to skate and talk. He never learned to ski because of a knee problem but with the shoes you'll be right alone and with the help of books has improved his technique. It was funny to talk to this man of a certain age, Italian like me who grew up with another mother tongue, German. We talked a bit 'in German and a bit' in Italian. The Italian study it only to his time at school two hours a week so he has never practiced much. Despite this, his Italian was better than my German. He told his family that none of his daughters living in Switzerland and most of what the mind can not bring the grandchildren to skate at the time as he did with his daughters. It made me think back to how difficult it is for parents to see their children grow up and go away to seek their future.
