The property Stroll along the banks of the river where the grass at the side of the shore is higher and thicker when suddenly I saw from a distance see a picture of a profile indecipherable. I had never noticed that beyond the boundary of which marks our property there was construction of a foreign invoice.
Won by curiosity I went more and more, and found that over the pit that marks the boundary wall had been erected a small, low, stone and mud. I could not understand why. Never until that day I saw something. Surely he was a couple with that incomprehensible figure beyond the wall.
think that the last time I went over there there was nothing like that, only grass over the pit. What had been erected close by?
I went home thoughtful and suspicious. I did not know how I could bring the news to my parents, and the small Josefine "beyond our 80 acres of land and crops had been built a wall down and needless to ward off strangers, but clear and peremptory in its meaning. And also incomprehensible that a shadow loomed on the horizon. " If
gliel'avessi that Dad would be so alarmed while mom and Josefine have been afraid to leave the house shortly thereafter. So I decided to say nothing, but to find out how things really were in the days following.
meantime I decided the next day, finished university classes, I would go again have a look, just to understand what was along the wall and how far it had been constructed. What other nearby properties were involved in addition to ours? And that building was unique and indefinable there were in other places?
I used the scooter to do before, although I would have had to explain to Dad the energy consumed for the trip. I would think after this, maybe he would not have noticed it before or I would have told the news that would distract from my initiative. Of course a lithium battery for the trip on a scooter we could provide energy in the house for a month. I will justify and odd jobs to pay off mom and dad. Now, however, satisfy the curiosity was more important.
Dinner was chicken cutlets made from plastic. I like the chicken synthetic over the real thing but after the fifth consecutive dinner he was beginning to feel disgust. I could not wait to be able to give some 'rest, a reading in bed before sleep while Josefine and my parents would be placed in front of the TV.
Once in bed I picked up the book I was reading a few days, "Gregory O'Flammerty" Dirty John; pages but did not remain etched in memory because his mind was wandering through the fields of nearby property. Perhaps the story of Gregory was very similar to mine, although set in a completely different era. The eighteenth-century Ireland and then in the colonies North Americans could say very similar all'ambietazione of our lands. The fight for the conquest of those territories is very similar to our struggle, or at least to the fight that Dad remembers when he was a child. Our property was in fact obtained by Christofer grandfather to the sound of elbowing and hard work. They were not many who had made it, but his grandfather was a real tough guy. Maybe that's why I feel a kind of adventurer, although for the moment they are only in your mind.
accorgemene and I fell asleep without waking up the next morning I felt like I had just dreamed it all. Like every Monday morning I made my toilet daily, breakfast, said goodbye to my parents and taken Josefine a bus to the university. Josefine would have accompanied the school and then I continued on foot to go to class. That day I had to follow history of mankind.
(Franco Pegoraro: court official race FIPSAS) 
