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Monday, April 25, 2011
What to say in Italy
when approached at an airport by shady-looking characters who might or might not be sex-traffickers:
"Vai via, non sono una putana! Sono sposata e ho dodici bambini e mio zio e un padre padrone nella Curia e mia zia e una stregha."
"Sono madre e ho cinque bambini" worked like magic when my mother was fending off a cheeky waiter in Venice.
I was very pleased, for I had drilled this sentence into my mother's head before she left on holiday, and therefore she had to admit afterwards that I did indeed know something about something.
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"Sono madre e ho cinque bambini" worked like magic when my mother was fending off a cheeky waiter in Venice.
ReplyDeleteI was very pleased, for I had drilled this sentence into my mother's head before she left on holiday, and therefore she had to admit afterwards that I did indeed know something about something.