Hello everyone, to those who tried during the holidays and to whom I waited until today ... I was hoping to return to the office and to publish a post on Bau, the newest member of family, little puppy dog \u200b\u200bthat my kids have adopted, but, unfortunately, I spend my first thought a person who is no longer beautiful.
Friday has been spreading the voice for the country that Anna, my English teacher, she was gone, had left this life, had flown into the sky. None of the stakeholders I contacted wanted to believe this voice to these allegations, then unfortunately came the confirmation. Anna had died, causing a heart attack or an aneurysm ... but before the pain of his death does not really matter.
Anna became my teacher of English in upper third, had just graduated, and when there we found the front we immediately thought it was a student a little old girl ... He had a quiet smile on his face, a smile that rarely lost, only in those situations in which the role of the teacher required ...
We made several trips with Anna, the first was organized by the district education office and was Orobie Alps, five days of hiking in the mountains, laughter, dinner by the river with the moon in the sky and the snow behind. .. And then the trip to Prague last year ... As we had fun.
in English I did not go well, enough to barely arrived when I copied, but the hours were spent with her equally beautiful ... As soon as I heard about his death I came back to mind a funny incident, not those important in the history of a friendship, but a flash that has impressed you in your memory ... In the fourth we had endured more than Jon Bon Jovi, I found a great singer a "cool to be afraid," Annamaria we had transcribed the lyrics and during a lecture in June (those where it ends soon, now that the holidays are finite) we sang Always and Bed of roses out loud ...
And now she's gone, gone on a hot August day, so hot that her husband had brought the children up the mountain to find a bit of relief by the heat Reggio Emilia ... He tried repeatedly to call his wife, the woman he loved and with whom he was so happy, but at home it has been answered on the phone, to call her in-laws, who got the sad discovery ...
Monday evening we went to the rosary and I followed the function sitting watching the face of the mother of Anna ... his eyes were bloodshot, his mouth tired reciting the Hail Mary in the words came slowly and drag ... staring into the empty church, I wondered what could go in the mind ravaged by a similar pain, and then I noticed that she, like many mothers who unfortunately I had to see, not crying. Probably her tears had ended ... or perhaps she, like all of us, she thought the children, the two children of Anna, small, helpless that someone had to explain that the mother was flew in the sky, that he would not wake up more with her smile in the morning, it would no longer given the long kiss goodnight the evening, the mother who loved them more than his own life ... that mother that everyone liked him, even his students, former students and all who knew her ...
Hello Anna, was a pleasure to meet you and a sharp pain to miss.
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