Il venerdì del libro
continue the initiative of
with Paola a book that certainly is part of my personal TOP TEN.
I lack the words to really describe the magic of this book, its narrative of feelings and places ..
"Then my eyes and let my thoughts despite the sky, looking back to rest on the sea, which, as soon as I regard him, palpitating toward me, as a lover. Lying there, black and full of flattery, it was telling me that he, too, no less than the star, he was great and fantastic, and had areas that could not count, different from each other, as one hundred thousand planets Quickly, now, for me, the age would begin at last I would never want to go where a kid, but a man, and he, the sea, like a mate who until now had always played with me, take me away with him to hear the oceans, and all other lands, and all life! "
The plot of the Commons:
1939. Arturo Gerace was born on ' island of Procida and lived there all 's childhood el' adolescence. The island has all his world, and all the other places there are for him only in size the legend. He spends his time reading stories about the "excellent leaders" to consider the ' atlas to plan future trips and to make his fantasies about the father who believes the biggest hero of history. Everything that is related to him is his father Wilhelm sacred. Even the friends of the father of the mythical figures are for him: the mere fact that they were worthy of friendship makes them extraordinary people in his eyes. Arturo orphan mother and has never met a woman in times of absence of the father lives exclusively in the company of his dog Immacolatella which is very close. When his father brings home Nunziata, a new bride, he is unwittingly drawn Arturo and mixed feelings that can not explain, can not even call her by name reputation, at least initially, be a less ugly and will not tolerate she can take the place of its dead mother. In the long absences of her father only to have them live in the big house. Nunziata seeks to establish a relationship with Arturo, but he, jealous of the attention that the reserve Wilhelm in the early months of marriage, opposes an impenetrable wall. Everything changes when a loro si aggiunge il piccolo Carmine Gerace, il figlio di Nunziatella e del padre. Durante la notte del travaglio, Arturo sente Nunziata urlare e disperarsi, ha il terrore che, come sua madre, anche la matrigna possa morire di parto. Solo allora incomincia a capire cosa prova veramente per lei.
Dopo la nascita, Nunziatella si dedica completamente a Carmine e Arturo ne diventa terribilmente geloso. Così, per attirare l'attenzione di Nunziatella, decide di tentare il suicidio ingurgitando delle pastiglie di sonnifero lasciate incustodite dal padre. Tuttavia Arturo non muore, ma trascorre dei giorni a letto in un torpore surreale durante i quali Nunziatella lo ricopre di attenzioni. Appena guarito e dopo aver maturato la consapevolezza di essere innamorato di Nunziatella, Arturo cerca di baciarla, deteriorando per sempre il loro rapporto.
Ormai completamente ignorato dalla matrigna, Arturo fa conoscenza di un'amica di Nunziatella, Assunta, che diventa l'amante con la quale il ragazzo cerca di sfogare l'amore represso verso Nunziatella; scopre tuttavia di non essere l'unico amante della donna. A tutto ciò si aggiunge la delusione più grande, quella ricevuta dal padre. Egli arriva persino a dimenticare il sedicesimo compleanno del figlio, dando in questo modo suprema prova di disinteresse. Inoltre, come Arturo scopre parlando con un amico del padre, Wilhelm non è il grande eroe che il ragazzo aveva sempre adorato fin dall'infanzia, e i suoi misteriosi tours are not epic adventure but do not stay as far away in Naples, looking for male companionship.
now, disillusioned by all, Arturo has no more reason to stay on the Island and he volunteered in World War II, he and his friend Eve, not to ever put foot in Procida.
Hello everyone! Sunday, I made these cookies 
Good morning you awake? "I do not so much this morning! For breakfast we make cookies? This is the recipe for the mills of the Mill White reported on the same scatola.Sono! Or better! 
