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13,30..crumbs

My mother was a beautiful woman, and even my future father in law (either ex) The infatuated courted, but not getting physical evidence, like the fox with the grapes, justified his failure arguing that it was not worth losing so much so "little" because much or much better re-, He was destined to marry a rich woman and potente.Gina paternal grandmother hated my mom because instead rode horses, wore the trousers and danced barefoot in the farmyard with anyone invited to do so, was therefore contrary to its eventual restocking; mio padre (excelled carpenter) did not resign, if anything kidnapped her and married her in Tyrol, where in those days, 50 years', in those places were jumping the pylons in order to obtain the independence. They were, however, very well received so much so that my Father became emigrant then.. but it does not work ... x Emigrant for Love

After two miscarriages and two sons at least eager to have a baby daughter (follow after me 2 daughters born in Bergamo ) premature and I looked too fearful to life when my father was still recovering from an injury suffered at work; in his own sawmill at 13.30 just after the lunch break with the table still crumbled, was hit by the logs, the date and time were well etched in the minds of my mother, because as he told me later, as soon as the accident happened just after she conceived, She was not sure because right after I was born my father left the hospital

13.30. So I was born thanks to a quickie and pause time.. more than a contest of love looks for an energy drain, in a condition of pain, however, and moreover, not female.. which is not the maximum believe me, not even hear it or even worse due after years .. maybe branded as well as beast to boot.. Black

Underweight premature Brachetta bone just landed in the light .. prayed that die quickly while on the contrary learned of my birth my grandmother Angela faced his 1st trip and came to Brunico S. Giorgio (Brunico) to be my godmother at the baptism, I assume and fortunately (?) that God did not understand well the German dialect otherwise I would not be here writing.

The name Oliviero it was not my parents sceltodai, ma da mia Nonna Angela, and only several days after, when the company was already divided, I recorded at the registry office Tyrolean, occasion but my mother had a lapse of memory ( in his own words) and forgot my name and remembering only the ending true I registered as Alviero , name and then was further altered by the German pronunciation doors Alfiero ; so that in my house my father called me oliviero my Mother alviero, i miei fratelli, oils Olino lolino lolimer while the villagers simply oils If nothing else, I soon learned to re-act if I wanted to save my c ... learning the art of making sudden obstacles as opportunities and to respond quickly to any mispronunciation I rivolgessero;

The name is of Norman origin Oliviero, probably by the end Alfihar, the meaning of which is “army of goblins, elves”. The pronunciation of this name is likely to have been altered by the subsequent association with the name Oliva, from the Latin name of the olive tree which is in fact what I like the most as it is the symbol of peace .

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I grew up on bread ( not always) and thrashing but I want to clarify that I would not change it for the world my dear Parents though tested by harsh adversity never dominant never resigned to disasters, I received a lot from them anyway, learning to react to recover and even at short intervals to enjoy the intensity of the moment or better.. crumbs of eternity

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Calcutta*

On tiptoe I run away from the deafening noise violent

Stagger and even game in order to exhaust the pain and oblivion

Acrobat transformist mistaken remembrance for the body

while the mind still on the only induces instantaneous

in an attempt to re-order thoughts and memories

e o forse, perhaps just not to forget ?

*Someone will ask why just the photo of Calcutta? among others went there just evicted from home, without a camera and snapped the photo to me Sabrina of Lecco a journalist whom I met in the Indian capital upsetting.

I used this photo x’ the ones I had before seprazione I have not been more made by the former spouse .. One will say, you should know better that way but to break away from things in my humble opinion as well believe this is a real and cruel violence

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E 'was an interesting course done with a group of people of high culture; I found myself so well with them that I even fell in love with one of the components, namely of Mafalda 92 years a person and writer truly brilliant