Thursday, 13 February 2014
Ludovica- My grandparents' summer house
When I was a child my grandparents owned a summer house in the South of Italy.
I spent all my childhood there, but one day they decided to sell it because was too far from Rome. It took six hours by car. If they had not sold the house, I would have kept in touch with my friends.
Unfortunately, I remember everything with sadness, but at the same time I spent the best moment of my childhood there.
I used to go to the beach, have lunch there and sunbathe until the sun went down.
The country where we had the house was amazing, with vibrant atmosphere and a lot of attractions. I remember how beautiful the graffiti made by talented artists were. I think it was a refreshing and quirky kind of art. I used to stare at them for hours.
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Dear Ludovica, It's such an emotional story you've written. It's really a pity that you aren't able to restore this valuable place for you. It would be so wonderful for you and your friends to continue having amazing hours in the house and on the beach nearby. Best Eve
ReplyDeleteI agree with Eve, that's a lovely but bitter-sweet story. Maybe you'll be able to buy a house in the countryside one day and take your own children there :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story Ludovica. I can understand you, my grandparents were so important in my childhood and in my whole life!
ReplyDeleteCarolina
Same here, I learned so much from my maternal grandparents (my mother's parents). Sadly I never knew my father's parents but I think grandparents and grandchildren have a very special relationship.
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