«MThe mother placed the tray with the stew and peas on the trolley and sat down he began to tell. To tell as only she couldwith a clear and strong voice that she had trained for years as a teacher of Italian and history in middle school.”
«Mum knew how to use the right and delicate words which she then illuminated with the light of her little black eyes. He conveyed joy. The joy of having unexpectedly received a visit from one of his former students that afternoon: about twenty of her students had shown up at her house without telling her, had called the intercom and had come to visit her with a couple of trays of pastries. She had welcomed them with open arms by making the living room of the house available to them, which she kept as if it were a holy relic. His kids were there, grown up, almost men, almost women. She immediately prepared a hot chocolate and sat among them to listen to the individual stories one by one…”
Reading this page opens your heart: an elderly teacher, a mother, who receives a visit from a school group. But the reader’s heart sank many times before being enlightened by this story.
Aldo Cazzullo (photo by Carlo Furgeri Gilbert).
Because right from the title Bastard stories it is a tough book (published by a historic small publisher like Avagliano). Even if its author, Davide Desario – head of the site of Messengerdirector of I readnow director of AdnKronos -, is a generous journalist and a sweet man.
“Bastard Stories” by Davide Desario (Avagliano Editore).
Ostia, as Francesca Fagnani says in the preface, is the “low cost sea” of the Romans. And in Ostia even the son of a teacher finds himself growing up on the streets. Defending the ball from the Magliana gang boss, Maurizio Abbatino, who wanted to steal it from him.
Breaking the news, as a young reporter, of the death of a childhood friend, Justinian, from an overdose. Living in the balance between the reassuring youth punctuated by sport on TV and the imminent tragedy, which ends up distinguishing the submerged and the saved. A book that moved me, and not just for generational issues.
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