Increase crimes, there are growing fears, the word of Istat. I do not doubt it. But I remain convinced that they are more dangerous so-called reliable people, many of unknown we cross the street.
Years ago they tried to steal a plastic bag with five vil €, full of books and newspapers. It was stuck in the basket under the headlight of the bike. One of the two boys try to pull it into motion, the belt stops at the lantern, he lets go, and go away.
I have not been dropped, I mentally thanked them.
When I speak, or when they can go sideways in a speech, I remember them as one of the few honest people I have encountered.
not make me afraid of foreigners and strangers. My experience that the greater evil I only came from people with whom we worked in close quarters.
poisoned candies I have always trimmed the neighbors a desk. Not strangers.
[Year III, no post 131 (508), © by Antonio Montanari 2008]
Photo " Vichi .
