"Il profumo della Libertà"
Sono stato oggi in Via D'Amelio. Era da quasi dieci tornavo.Ho years since we reviewed the plaque with the names of WALTER, VINCENT, Augustine, Paul, Emanuel, Claudia and I saw quell'Ulivo planted there years ago before the inscription. It 's amazing, quell'Ulivo Bellissimo.Per was that bit' of experience that comes from having had my grandparents and relatives of peasant, I know that these beautiful plants and their fruits often have problems with the natural presence of parasitic organisms that will disrupt the beauty, cleanliness, safety of the leaves and fruit, but the olive.Ed no.Quell 'Olive Bellissimo.Era was there, planted between the narrow concrete bed, between the asphalt road, in the shadows of the buildings. In spite of all and every cosaLui was there and was Bellissimo.Sembrava embrace all people, held the hand of the Savior, protected all those guys, there planted between the parked cars, under the pall of smog that chokes the city and its men, including neglect and indifference of its leaders. Malu was there and it was beautiful, full of its olives, all ripe, all intact (we sent in December!), All avidly attached to their branches, all attached to vita.Quell 'Olive was there and it was beautiful, because it was fed Blood of qull'UOMO who would not bow his head and his boys who unsuccessfully tried to proteggerlo.Ecco quell'Ulivo because it was beautiful and it was lie seemed to embrace everyone, everyone, including the many Palermitani absent from those with short memories, too, even their figli.Se in these days of celebration you want to enjoy in different ways, give up for once to go around Christmas stalls, give up a playing cards, to an episode of Big Brother , a sms granted, for a trip to a farm, a quarrel with your wife, to an episode of door to door, anxious to finish a job, take your kids to see quell'Ulivo, and there is perchèLui Diliberto is beautiful and smells'.
Palermo Dec. 12, 2009
Francesco Billitteri
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