1. MY UNFORGETTABLE ITALIAN EXPERIENCE My name`s Monika -in March,2011, me and my friendsfrom Mszana Dolna, Poland were inComeniusmeeting in Italy. These arethe memoriesof thisfabuloustime!
Imet Sara nearly a year ago. It is true that at the beginningwe knew each other bythe Internet, but after arriving in Savoia in Italy, I sawhowshewas and how shelive d . She was wearing a brown jacket and scarf, on her face were glasses, long hair she wrapped in a ponytail. She wasascuteasat her pictures. She w as w r i t ingto someone on the mobilewhen I saw her . She looked at me and smiled to me, I think we became friendstruethen .. . A moment later we went with Giusy, Zuzia, Rosalba and Michelle in the direction of the village. It wastheevening, and maybe eventhenight, I d idnot remember exactly when we arrived at the station. At one point on a fairly steep hillthewindows lightsappeared . The first thought - houseslike inBethlehem crib. There weremade fromstone, and square. "It's Savoia!" saidthechoirofItalians. It was like a picture, or as if from another world. Stupid camera just broke down at such a moment ... Malice of inanimate objects.
WhenM s Rosalba drivedme inher car to Saras house, I said bye to Zuzia, and I wenttoSara.I was a little stressed. Her parents welcomed us with two of her siblings. Her mother wore glasses and had blond hair, dadhada little gr e yhairand a mustache. Mariawas her older sister, and Lucawasher younger brother. They had a beautiful house! Everything was original and in good taste .
Sara's room was alsoverynice, butthe best thing I havein my memoryisthe picture painted by Sara, or her sister, I do not remember, but I think thatit waspaintedbySara.It presentedSavoia,exactly-the church tower. At school in Savoiatherewere a few images of thetownin similar terms. The church is very beautiful and stands out from the lower house s , but it all fits together, is in the same style. This village is angelically beautiful !!!
There was a moment whenI wasreally scared. It was the first day, so around seven thirty in the morning we boarded a bus to school, together with other Italian students. We moved. I think that when Ms. Rosalbatookus for the first time to Savoia we wentby adifferent route, because I didn't fe elthat thecarisgo ing in the direction ofthesharpturnings...when we went by bus during the daytime I saw that we were on the edge ofsome kind ofanabyss ... Itwasbetterthanina roller coaster !!!
Itwould bea sinno t tosay a word about thecookingof Sara's mum!Fantastic p asta and spaghetti were more familiar to me, buttheother dishes I didnt know too much and I regret, becausetheyw ere delicious, wonderfull!!!.Congratulations,Ms. Salvatore . Thank you for everything. 6.
I n Savoia, Imade really great friendswith Zuziaand Martyna because before we weren`t so closely... Since Comenius meeting in Italy and since our great adventuresI, Zuzia and Martyna arethebest friends. I think the reason for our earlier reluctance to each other was, that we earlier d id n't know each otherso welland d id n't want to know , maybe... . Ifit wasn`tthis trip to Italy our bondswouldnotbeas tightand strongas they are now.One could say that we found thefriendshipspirit in Italy.
In the evening s,wealwaystalkedtogether with Sara in her house and I usedthe Polish-Italian dictionary. Then I learned that "alba" means "dawn" and "rosa" - "pink". So Ms. Romaniello name translates to "Pink Dawn"( polish: Rowy wit). Pretty poetic !!!
In the schoolinSavoia we-me and Zuziametall students from Sara's class. Very cool people! Upstairsthereprimary educationclassrooms , near the school was kindergarten whereLucaattended !!There was also a cafeteria where we ate lunch sometimes.
One evening we went to the night tour of Savoia. Zuzia, Giusy, Stefania, Rocchina, Ludovica and her sister Frederica went with us. Savoia is niceduringthe day but at night islike a dream... There was a starry night and the sky was spotless clean. Itawas spectacularview !Likein the film.
I remember that day when we went to the monasteryin Vietri .It was t he first time I was in such a place and I knew that the monks behind the monastery ha da garden orapark, and therewere olive trees,vegetables and so on, but it impressed memuch!! . There were lots of flowers, the whole sea ... How I like flowers! And yet therewerelane sfor walking and a chapel.Whatbeautifulviews!! Andparents from Vietri and Savoia prepared a wonderful meal.Delicious!
Now Iamsit tingby the window and the lovely, fluffy snowis falling!!! U nfortunate ly,Sara did not recognize MszanaDolna in winter!!!