Wednesday, December 23, 2009

What Does Lismore Mean

At Christmas you can do more


Christmas 2009


Greetings

at all, and everyone!

Greetings

first of all to children because they are Campopetresi our future and we, sometimes, unfortunately, we are their present.

Greetings
Campodipietra who work there but especially to those who would like to work with and can not Campodipietra.

Greetings

who does nothing for this country if anything just because they "do not take him, but wishes to those who would like to do more, but found many difficulties.

Greetings
the elderly leading to the memory of walking Campodipietra alas not having a place to meet and stay warm.


Greetings to those who have the desire to create a library for all so as to bestow the dignity that perhaps, maybe even without, missing today.

Greetings

to all those who spend time playing Passatelli, at least make their group.


Greetings to those who want to be an ambassador and promoter of dialogue and sharing to improve Campodipietra giving up more each day, perhaps, to immodesty and jealousy.

Greetings

who these parties can not perhaps even cut a cake, because the money ends up well before 25!

Greetings

patient care and best wishes to those who lovingly and assist them in silence.

Greetings

to those who want to invite to your table prepared a needy person.


Greetings to all Campopetresi of good will who want to feel free to say what they think at least Christmas.

Greetings

to all those who truly love this country and will want to put under the tree, their commitment and sacrifice.

Greetings

at all, just to all, but above

Greetings Campodipietra!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Easy Caramel Brownie Mix

Felice Amadeo

... and the other night, I rediscovered the pleasure, satisfaction, that can result from looking at things from a different perspective ...

so I came back to mind the book written by Sonia, and it seems a good idea to republish the review, which dates back to 11th February 2008, when it was on this blog. Blog
that is no longer present, although the site does not believe, indeed I am sure there is no shortage of pages where you can write, comment, communicate, disseminate ...

...

is a slight but persistent fog, which envelops one as you read "Missing in Urbino," Sonia Bucciarelli, a series of heavy questions that creep into the mind, the question really is, at times, but the truth is contained in parts of the narrative:
what are we? Who are we? we have reason to be or we are just living bodies from unknown and will never look the same rush that desperate for a good reason to be? Nothing
pessimistic, do not think, just sounding even the most remote depths of ourselves we can get to know each other better, to better relate in everyday life, with those around us, to give greater depth to what we live, to try satisfaction.

I found interesting to read this book, now that I have finished reading it a few hours I feel the euphoria, the enthusiasm, which are spring thoughts, questions and answers.
It always happens when you read something interesting, something that deserves to be reread. And certainly
reread "Missing in Urbino" by Sonia Bucciarelli, because some concepts I want to deepen them, reading here and there parts of the narrative.
A good lesson I received with pleasure by a person so young, younger than me: never get used to the habit, but you always have different perspectives of view, just reported about, that doing so will not be as such, will not be boring, but rather always able to offer something new, and able to feed our desire for knowledge, because this is live.

mentions yellow (for which I feel no attraction), the noir genre (which only a few pens capable judge), but I'm really glad I read this book, written by you
His first novel.
And I'm happy because now I know that I can read (which I love even more to read), even this book, a book more, one more window to look better for myself, to know more, to improve, because this too is live. The narrative reflects

characters (of one generation) with a strong intellect but by the extreme fragility, perhaps caused by an excess of its knowledge, knowledge gained in excess of a period too short.
All medals have a downside: the knowledge grows with knowledge, but also increases because the questions we ask about our lifetime, the normal questions we ask as they learn. Some
because it is heavier than others, but not destined to find answers.
But Sonia writes, and also through writing we can find answers, as well as raise questions.

also makes me think now, after reading this book: manage your knowledge, be it the wave of unanswered questions does not overwhelm us, but rather to ensure that knowledge can also offer different perspectives of habit.
Why is always new, because it is able to offer to ourselves something new every day while doing the same things (maybe love): essential for survival.
Through writing, fiction, writers can create contours more or less rich than it can and should be the theme principipale upon which the entire narrative.

also writing and narrating the difficult issues, not optimistic, not to use the word pessimistic.
The mere fact of writing about an optimist is going to raise a particular problem and seek a solution.
And find it.


http://www.autoriemergenti.it/testi-pubblicati/Recensioni/3572-Scomparsi-a-urbino--di-sonia-bucciarelli.php

Friday, December 11, 2009

Brazilian Swimmer Female

An angel with the white coat

It is not easy to keep the tears in front of something so cruel. The news has spread so rapidly newspapers reported the ugly picture and the pain that this has unleashed. It's not fair that a young woman can lose one's life, she helped others caring, listening and advising. The last blurb of the New Molise said

"They were so yesterday morning, under a leaden sky

and in front of two decks of plastic flowers
, given
now seemed
were already there waiting. Flowers
dead flowers they call
other dead. "


E 'strong thought, but it is true that this road has been and continues to be a bad way that gives us is pain. How many have lost their lives at that point (in fact the flowers) and those who have been kissed by destiny. Pass the first moment that the other machine invaded their lane. What luck!
I hope that these three lives shattered not remain in vain, do reflect those of skill so that you do not read a newspaper in the future, "Flowers dead flowers who call others dead. "
A father and a mother of children landmarks destroyed by pain. Daughter, friend, doctor who mourn for all as it was, for what had become and what it would become.
There is no word to describe Dr. Cecilia in her professionalism. As it was outside the profession do not know but his face also expressed in white coats safety, friendliness, professionalism and above all humanity. It 's a great loss for the campopetresi. In his veins flowed the blood of a part Campopetrese (and grandparents had lived in Campodipietra) but beyond this campopetresi many were cared for by her and I think that I like so many other custodians in our hearts we knew that the girl doctor.

Thanks to Dr. Cecilia have known you.

Rosamaria Iorio