Un conversazione con Pietro, il padre di un amico.
Agosto, Verona
Buon giorno Signor Pietro! Hai dormito bene?
Sì, grazie! È tu?
Bene, grazie! Che cosa fai, oggi?
(Signor Pietro ha pensato per un momento... seriamente)
Ha risposto, felicemente: Niente!
Un momento di silenzio... perché non ho mai visto qualcuno che è così felice per non fare nulla.
Ho letto prima, quindi ho detto: DOLCE FAR NIENTE!
Lui era molte felice. Finalmente, qualcuno dice è bravo per non fare niente!
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A conversation with Pietro, my friend's father
August, Verona
A conversation with Pietro, my friend's father
August, Verona
Good morning Signor Pietro! Did you sleep well?
Yes, thank you. Did you?
Yes, thank you. What are you doing today?
(Signor Pietro thinks for a moment....seriously.)
Then brightens up and answers: Niente!
One moment of awkward silence as I have never come across someone who is so happy that he has nothing to do that day.
Then I remembered reading something. So I replied brightly "DOLCE FAR NIENTE!" (It's sweet to do nothing, an Italian old saying)
And Signor Pietro beams happily for someone supporting his "doing-nothingness"
Yes, thank you. Did you?
Yes, thank you. What are you doing today?
(Signor Pietro thinks for a moment....seriously.)
Then brightens up and answers: Niente!
One moment of awkward silence as I have never come across someone who is so happy that he has nothing to do that day.
Then I remembered reading something. So I replied brightly "DOLCE FAR NIENTE!" (It's sweet to do nothing, an Italian old saying)
And Signor Pietro beams happily for someone supporting his "doing-nothingness"
