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Who am I
..My name is Oliver and perhaps even Alviero Alfiero, (Coso.. colleagues called me during the bullying immediately to the Sports Medicine) at least it is nell'anagrafe Altoatesina since my mother emigrant Bergamo, convinced me to die soon ( I was born septet, already had two sons and two abortions, are then two other females ) she had forgotten the name of my grandmother Angela addressing its unique long journey, had assigned me with so much affection. But I also grew up and married
Mia Daughter won Miss Bergamo, a real beauty ( I admit that this has taken everything from mom) Gemini children are even more beautiful, but I'm in a wheelchair from birth, disabled from birth hypoxia. We opened a case against the Hospitals MEETING WITHIN, Institution where I worked as Professional Nurse, practically = David and Goliath litigation we won, but in return I have lost all the family =, work nearly as well and almost self-esteem ...
Camp Forrest for the pain has started running, I rather to sublimate the whole pedal, and occasionally ..scratch
Separated by years, the children now, not even send me a Christmas card or happy birthday ; increasingly alone without pedaling with no job to pay the rent .. like the ass of Apuleius do not give up ..Shot down and I do not get bored nor indeed, This year, for example, during the Tour of the Huts are passed under the arches of the sary part Gleno, Our Vajont .. will have been fatigue or the infirmities of age, but passing under its arches bargain, I took a myriad of voices, I have not done anything but collect them and patiently put them on a sheet and then lay it all into a suitcase, ensued as, the story visible on the site and that I sent to my only friend and Mother of village 10 sons that after reading it instead of the promised comment ... I have taken the salute ... Alleluia.. eureka .. What to do ? Torno ad There was aare my bike. I remount my Rocinante.. I pedal along the city of the pope and Brazil and straight, straight to ... the Sphinx Oedipus as a modern ... but with all the painful awareness of the event, since after all this pilgrimage right on the "threshold" ( a classic) I finally understood the real reason for so much rage against me and I'm free revealing in my last written = The Great Beauty of Creation that will soon be visible on the Home page
Trip 2014
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Who am I? |
WHO AM I really? if you're not afraid to discover it open and read the bottom of the “Casket” della home page.. good research