When a child has outgrown its infancy and is still in there remain tight, but still does not have the courage to walk with all of its steps, it needs a little bit that his journey is full of sweet figures and fantastic characters that help him to follow one direction and that reassuring.
This collection is inspired by the will of a father who, unable to be always on the side of his little man, he preferred to write stories that are fun and that convey the references, like the compass, the stars or beacons for sailors.
Reading them will find that fantasy is a pretext used to reflect on many issues.
Reading them will find that fantasy is a pretext used to reflect on many issues.
"The pebbles in my pocket"
The pockets of kids hiding something: are the resources set aside to compensate for their immaturity, when they surprised the difficulties.
They are insignificant pebbles does not consider that a great, but how many treasures hidden inside!
You have to have a little 'imagination to transform them, because without this there are only stones that are useless.
How much different the world as seen through the eyes of a boy! More cheerful and carefree, even if the great want him more responsible.
But how many have stopped to smile big and have lost all the smiles that have saddened the steps, filling in more and more asphalt roads they traveled!
A boy has too much imagination to shut her smiles behind a gray uniform and too much desire to play for stand still sitting in the corner.
If the world, despite everything, still can smile is because, fortunately, is still full of kids who will exude their more naive fantasy, one that only knows how to disarm the sadness of the large, darkened to the core.
The pockets of kids hiding something: are the resources set aside to compensate for their immaturity, when they surprised the difficulties.
They are insignificant pebbles does not consider that a great, but how many treasures hidden inside!
You have to have a little 'imagination to transform them, because without this there are only stones that are useless.
How much different the world as seen through the eyes of a boy! More cheerful and carefree, even if the great want him more responsible.
But how many have stopped to smile big and have lost all the smiles that have saddened the steps, filling in more and more asphalt roads they traveled!
A boy has too much imagination to shut her smiles behind a gray uniform and too much desire to play for stand still sitting in the corner.
If the world, despite everything, still can smile is because, fortunately, is still full of kids who will exude their more naive fantasy, one that only knows how to disarm the sadness of the large, darkened to the core.
"The shoes that contain complaints"
The shoes are for walking better, his feet covered and protected. A little boy has now learned that as his foot grows continuously, it needs every year to buy new shoes size.
The shop windows are filled with models of all colors and all shapes and prices set by them are often so high that the portfolios of the parents can not afford to buy.
Then you turn around and you find that there are sidewalks that expose the Lords, on makeshift stalls of luck, many models of shoes at a great bargain.
The temptation is strong to buy and many parents do not to risk upsetting the family budget.
The boy happily wearing her new shoes purchased one of these stalls and at first no one notices. After a while, 'that walk, however, he realizes with dismay that at every step he does with those new shoes, instead of hearing the normal creaking of new material that gradually take the shape of his feet, the sound that Shoes are like a lament, and more walking, the more they complain.
It is as if the shoes were trying to say something, as if hiding a secret in their manufacture. The boy is confused. The mother at home asks if he is content with his new shoes, he says yes, but as a shadow inside the sad, unknowingly.
It puts to bed that night with a thought: If these shoes could talk to him and explain what they meant by those strange cries, but how do they talk about a pair of shoes?
Dreams can sometimes be magic because, unbeknownst to those who make them, can also provide illuminating explanations.
When you sleep you do different dreams and even broken up or mixed, if one remembers them all day, it would be always in a constant state of confusion.
That boy, however, at some point that night he dreamed a strange man dressed in a different way than he was accustomed to seeing people dressed. This gentleman seemed to be an Eastern and invited him to enter a strange building. He did not speak, perhaps because its odd language would not have understood, but he expressed himself through gestures. Inside this building was full of kids and teenagers, both male and female, all busy working, his hands had scissors, needles and thread, glue and pieces of leather or plastic or rubber. But not all of them were smiling, some crying and almost, almost in silence, many of them complained, with that strange cry he had heard the night before its coming from those new shoes.
That was it meant that those shoes and that's why he had not heard in wear happy.
Those shoes to the portfolio of his parents had cost little, but to someone else halfway around the world cost of a carefree childhood. And that once lost do not you pay off anyone.
The shoes are for walking better, his feet covered and protected. A little boy has now learned that as his foot grows continuously, it needs every year to buy new shoes size.
The shop windows are filled with models of all colors and all shapes and prices set by them are often so high that the portfolios of the parents can not afford to buy.
Then you turn around and you find that there are sidewalks that expose the Lords, on makeshift stalls of luck, many models of shoes at a great bargain.
The temptation is strong to buy and many parents do not to risk upsetting the family budget.
The boy happily wearing her new shoes purchased one of these stalls and at first no one notices. After a while, 'that walk, however, he realizes with dismay that at every step he does with those new shoes, instead of hearing the normal creaking of new material that gradually take the shape of his feet, the sound that Shoes are like a lament, and more walking, the more they complain.
It is as if the shoes were trying to say something, as if hiding a secret in their manufacture. The boy is confused. The mother at home asks if he is content with his new shoes, he says yes, but as a shadow inside the sad, unknowingly.
It puts to bed that night with a thought: If these shoes could talk to him and explain what they meant by those strange cries, but how do they talk about a pair of shoes?
Dreams can sometimes be magic because, unbeknownst to those who make them, can also provide illuminating explanations.
When you sleep you do different dreams and even broken up or mixed, if one remembers them all day, it would be always in a constant state of confusion.
That boy, however, at some point that night he dreamed a strange man dressed in a different way than he was accustomed to seeing people dressed. This gentleman seemed to be an Eastern and invited him to enter a strange building. He did not speak, perhaps because its odd language would not have understood, but he expressed himself through gestures. Inside this building was full of kids and teenagers, both male and female, all busy working, his hands had scissors, needles and thread, glue and pieces of leather or plastic or rubber. But not all of them were smiling, some crying and almost, almost in silence, many of them complained, with that strange cry he had heard the night before its coming from those new shoes.
That was it meant that those shoes and that's why he had not heard in wear happy.
Those shoes to the portfolio of his parents had cost little, but to someone else halfway around the world cost of a carefree childhood. And that once lost do not you pay off anyone.
"Mr. Signorino Duty and Pleasure"
A boy who has now started a few years to go to school he met them both during his days and, like everyone else, has already made a clear idea of which of the two you prefer.
Probably, however, has not had so much to understand the implications that they bring with them.
Mr. Duty is an austere kind, loyal and respectful of all rules and do not transgress ever.
The Signorino Pleasure, however, unlike the rules do not hear them at all and likes to go his own way, covered with all his freedom.
Attending only one of them would not get very far.
In fact only the first would be very good in performing their duties, but the austerity that would pass quickly extinguished all enthusiasm and the things you would do reluctantly, invalidating the results.
Only with the second one, the only results that would be pointless.
It is difficult, but says it also said: "Duty first, then the Pleasure!"
Children and teenagers should learn to do them this rule. Only in this way you could attend both without getting bored or risk losing sight of the highway.
The homework you would rather entertain and only after you have fun, as it should be done!
A boy who has now started a few years to go to school he met them both during his days and, like everyone else, has already made a clear idea of which of the two you prefer.
Probably, however, has not had so much to understand the implications that they bring with them.
Mr. Duty is an austere kind, loyal and respectful of all rules and do not transgress ever.
The Signorino Pleasure, however, unlike the rules do not hear them at all and likes to go his own way, covered with all his freedom.
Attending only one of them would not get very far.
In fact only the first would be very good in performing their duties, but the austerity that would pass quickly extinguished all enthusiasm and the things you would do reluctantly, invalidating the results.
Only with the second one, the only results that would be pointless.
It is difficult, but says it also said: "Duty first, then the Pleasure!"
Children and teenagers should learn to do them this rule. Only in this way you could attend both without getting bored or risk losing sight of the highway.
The homework you would rather entertain and only after you have fun, as it should be done!
"If you did the tasks alone"
The kids get home from school and often wonder if even if the parents meet, they continue to wonder: "Why do we always give homework?"
Parents were also kids and even they, when they were, were placed with a tinge of disappointment the same question, not content of the responses of their parents.
Yet soon enough: the notebooks are able to write their own magic with a perfect handwriting and spelling flawless, neat to the point that precisely align the numbers of problems and various operations.
The kids do not get bored doing their homework and the teachers and the teachers would put only good, very good and excellent.
But you do not tire the kids to go back and forth between home and school?
The notebooks with all the folders might not go alone to school, while boys continue to sleep and play in their homes?
At the end of the school careers, however, the diplomas if they would take the notebooks and they always look for jobs.
But the kids who would end?
By dint of lounging and playing would not have learned anything, even if they are men and women would become, but useless, because they are able only to do nothing.
What sense would they live?
The tasks are made to learn to grow, to make sure that nobody ever forgets what it has to do, because in life there is nothing worse than not knowing what you have and what you can do.
The best way to know is to stay trained in carrying out their duties the best way.
The kids get home from school and often wonder if even if the parents meet, they continue to wonder: "Why do we always give homework?"
Parents were also kids and even they, when they were, were placed with a tinge of disappointment the same question, not content of the responses of their parents.
Yet soon enough: the notebooks are able to write their own magic with a perfect handwriting and spelling flawless, neat to the point that precisely align the numbers of problems and various operations.
The kids do not get bored doing their homework and the teachers and the teachers would put only good, very good and excellent.
But you do not tire the kids to go back and forth between home and school?
The notebooks with all the folders might not go alone to school, while boys continue to sleep and play in their homes?
At the end of the school careers, however, the diplomas if they would take the notebooks and they always look for jobs.
But the kids who would end?
By dint of lounging and playing would not have learned anything, even if they are men and women would become, but useless, because they are able only to do nothing.
What sense would they live?
The tasks are made to learn to grow, to make sure that nobody ever forgets what it has to do, because in life there is nothing worse than not knowing what you have and what you can do.
The best way to know is to stay trained in carrying out their duties the best way.
“Machines for packaging"
There are machines that are able to play whatever you want with the cellophane.
The cellophane is transparent, but in addition there emerges another aspect, neither scent nor the opportunity to touch the very surface of things contained in it.
Now everything is covered, as if things could not touch for fear that more waste away in a hurry.
The fruit looks beautiful to see, but if it is free from the cellophane wrap, feels hard and if it bites seems to have a taste similar to plastic, as if the plastic wrap over the surface of itself also had pervaded the substance things wrapped.
Maybe even today people are less friendly than before, as if they had settled on an invisible film, but filled with indifference: the only thing that really takes away from their humans!
There are machines that are able to play whatever you want with the cellophane.
The cellophane is transparent, but in addition there emerges another aspect, neither scent nor the opportunity to touch the very surface of things contained in it.
Now everything is covered, as if things could not touch for fear that more waste away in a hurry.
The fruit looks beautiful to see, but if it is free from the cellophane wrap, feels hard and if it bites seems to have a taste similar to plastic, as if the plastic wrap over the surface of itself also had pervaded the substance things wrapped.
Maybe even today people are less friendly than before, as if they had settled on an invisible film, but filled with indifference: the only thing that really takes away from their humans!
"The curve inversions"
The streets are gray ribbons to connect divide the world into spheres. Of them are wearing white stripes of various forms, more or less long. In the middle, to separate the different directions, the strips are generally continuous, although sometimes, where it is not dangerous, are interrupted.
On the sides there are signs with slogans and symbols printed in various forms. Those who lead in a school have learned the meaning of all those dedicated vertical and horizontal signs.
The meaning of all this is to spread the observance of the rules in the circulation of the movement, but often remains only a hope, while many drivers are apparently rather unruly.
In a way, for example, where the center was dominated by a continuous white line had explained that all had to be considered a wall between the two directions must not be exceeded under any circumstances, at the point where it formed a curve, which prevented those who oncoming watch over, suddenly emerged in the form of spots of machines that turn, cutting the road to turn around, but with such naturalness that seemed to be a maneuver allowed.
The unlucky that can occur in both directions could not help but stop and let the straight and finished their unruly maneuver.
The streets are gray ribbons to connect divide the world into spheres. Of them are wearing white stripes of various forms, more or less long. In the middle, to separate the different directions, the strips are generally continuous, although sometimes, where it is not dangerous, are interrupted.
On the sides there are signs with slogans and symbols printed in various forms. Those who lead in a school have learned the meaning of all those dedicated vertical and horizontal signs.
The meaning of all this is to spread the observance of the rules in the circulation of the movement, but often remains only a hope, while many drivers are apparently rather unruly.
In a way, for example, where the center was dominated by a continuous white line had explained that all had to be considered a wall between the two directions must not be exceeded under any circumstances, at the point where it formed a curve, which prevented those who oncoming watch over, suddenly emerged in the form of spots of machines that turn, cutting the road to turn around, but with such naturalness that seemed to be a maneuver allowed.
The unlucky that can occur in both directions could not help but stop and let the straight and finished their unruly maneuver.
"We say so"
If you put the kids to listen carefully to everything they say large, would notice that many of them expressing themselves with words, every so often repeated expressions, so much so, that stuffing out of all proportion to those giving their speeches the listener the impression that you are seized thoughts.
It happens especially in those who say things and not finding the right words for a moment to continue the linearity of the speech you take small breaks during which instead of being silent, the other party admitting his difficulty while trying mentally phonemes, puts the leap and a moment later the conversation continues pending.
To hear these people for too long it fills the ears of their catch, but you must have patience to grow up means to overcome many obstacles and difficulties, and it is always easier to see the faults of others than their own. Each person follows his own path and helps you to overcome obstacles with the aid that is, even if they are crutches of words: the important thing is that it's being able to express to others.
If you put the kids to listen carefully to everything they say large, would notice that many of them expressing themselves with words, every so often repeated expressions, so much so, that stuffing out of all proportion to those giving their speeches the listener the impression that you are seized thoughts.
It happens especially in those who say things and not finding the right words for a moment to continue the linearity of the speech you take small breaks during which instead of being silent, the other party admitting his difficulty while trying mentally phonemes, puts the leap and a moment later the conversation continues pending.
To hear these people for too long it fills the ears of their catch, but you must have patience to grow up means to overcome many obstacles and difficulties, and it is always easier to see the faults of others than their own. Each person follows his own path and helps you to overcome obstacles with the aid that is, even if they are crutches of words: the important thing is that it's being able to express to others.
"The scene of the world"
There are so many cars blazing, one more beautiful than that run on roads that fall by the vast landscapes.
Phone numbers and cell phones are ringing all the time.
Canned tuna does not know how, natural or olive oil.
Detergents for washing everything with ease.
Furniture at bargain prices that you pull them back. Mattresses that will give your bed if you telephone.
Happy people that if you lend money you need to be repaid in installments comfortable.
All purgers if you are besieged by domestic sewage blockages.
Exit on sale for all tastes from the stones to the locks of hair of actors cry.
Banks that advertise their offerings.
Supermarkets to lower prices.
Newspapers give you volumes of different things, but all equally attractive.
All this in a few minutes, a short pause the movie you were watching. Now that you've forgotten now begins even what it was and I almost prefer to turn off the television and sleep for groped to digest all the images that you have blocked the view.
There are so many cars blazing, one more beautiful than that run on roads that fall by the vast landscapes.
Phone numbers and cell phones are ringing all the time.
Canned tuna does not know how, natural or olive oil.
Detergents for washing everything with ease.
Furniture at bargain prices that you pull them back. Mattresses that will give your bed if you telephone.
Happy people that if you lend money you need to be repaid in installments comfortable.
All purgers if you are besieged by domestic sewage blockages.
Exit on sale for all tastes from the stones to the locks of hair of actors cry.
Banks that advertise their offerings.
Supermarkets to lower prices.
Newspapers give you volumes of different things, but all equally attractive.
All this in a few minutes, a short pause the movie you were watching. Now that you've forgotten now begins even what it was and I almost prefer to turn off the television and sleep for groped to digest all the images that you have blocked the view.
"Toys today"
In this world that is running is not allowed even to kids to stop and think and invent toys.
These are ready-built and just waiting to be bought.
The packaging is beautiful, but once open it is unlikely that their contents are able to really stimulate the imagination.
It's all laid out already, the instructions also say: "this toy must be used so and so!" "You have to push these buttons here and there!" "The fun comes with time, once entered into the mechanism for good! "
But how many children continue to remain so after being trapped in all the mechanisms of trails, salt and descend, climb and turn around, to run and escape, and to stop jumping?
Those who are truly grow their reflexes, but those alone will not help them to think!
In this world that is running is not allowed even to kids to stop and think and invent toys.
These are ready-built and just waiting to be bought.
The packaging is beautiful, but once open it is unlikely that their contents are able to really stimulate the imagination.
It's all laid out already, the instructions also say: "this toy must be used so and so!" "You have to push these buttons here and there!" "The fun comes with time, once entered into the mechanism for good! "
But how many children continue to remain so after being trapped in all the mechanisms of trails, salt and descend, climb and turn around, to run and escape, and to stop jumping?
Those who are truly grow their reflexes, but those alone will not help them to think!
"The boy who ate H"
The themes are of Italian children during trips for which they are asked. Their imagination runs riot to walk all the paths that open up before. Thoughts rush to get out of their heads and pouring all the fingers barely able to pin on the sheet. The pen rushing and moving up and down left and right turns those thoughts into written sentences so suspended.
But as it is difficult at first to make sure that those phrases have a meaning and are all on the same train of thought. How many repetitions of words and how many of them in the heat of writing something along the way have been lost.
A little boy was hungry when he wrote the theme, but had neither the time or something to eat. The thoughts that came to mind were many and wrote them all in a row, but every time hunger was heard without being seen, and he ate the H.
Why the H?
Because he had been taught that they were mute and chewed them up and made no noise.
The theme of the ending, all stuffed with later, and then almost without commas and periods.
But the teacher just do not understand why the fix to all verbs have in first person singular and plural lacked H.
The themes are of Italian children during trips for which they are asked. Their imagination runs riot to walk all the paths that open up before. Thoughts rush to get out of their heads and pouring all the fingers barely able to pin on the sheet. The pen rushing and moving up and down left and right turns those thoughts into written sentences so suspended.
But as it is difficult at first to make sure that those phrases have a meaning and are all on the same train of thought. How many repetitions of words and how many of them in the heat of writing something along the way have been lost.
A little boy was hungry when he wrote the theme, but had neither the time or something to eat. The thoughts that came to mind were many and wrote them all in a row, but every time hunger was heard without being seen, and he ate the H.
Why the H?
Because he had been taught that they were mute and chewed them up and made no noise.
The theme of the ending, all stuffed with later, and then almost without commas and periods.
But the teacher just do not understand why the fix to all verbs have in first person singular and plural lacked H.
"The license for life"
The fathers and mothers have an important role to play in their lives: to convey what they have learned to their children so that they can be guided in a balanced and overcome all the obstacles along the way will be found.
It's not easy being a parent, you are likely to make mistakes, even involuntarily, and then get the wrong behavior to their children.
There is no school which explains how to act and what to say and no parent is equal to another, as children who are all different.
Perhaps it would take more patience on the part of all, both those who try to teach than trying to learn.
It is not easy to take this license and exams never end.
The fathers and mothers have an important role to play in their lives: to convey what they have learned to their children so that they can be guided in a balanced and overcome all the obstacles along the way will be found.
It's not easy being a parent, you are likely to make mistakes, even involuntarily, and then get the wrong behavior to their children.
There is no school which explains how to act and what to say and no parent is equal to another, as children who are all different.
Perhaps it would take more patience on the part of all, both those who try to teach than trying to learn.
It is not easy to take this license and exams never end.
"The kids that put the device"
Sometimes nature makes the jokes and the kids find themselves without realizing the special mouths. They do not realize it, and if there are parents, uncles, grandparents, teachers and classmates.
It is when you go by dentists that come out the problems of the teeth. Because they are not magicians, nor problematic, but looking for good gums and teeth that are above and below, know that your mouth is getting ready to understand, even before it is ready.
If we want to say that the unit is not because the boy does not take off his: the imagination to do that, fortunately, does not lack, but because when you chew, you probably encountered the difficulties of which not even aware.
The purpose of the unit is to help the mouth to form a harmonious, expressing a good chew.
The important thing is that you should be afraid: no device has never eaten any, nor has it ever bite.
You should not take forever, but only for a while 'time.
It is true for children and teenagers relies heavily on the present and the future seems so slow to think that never comes. In front of a prospect feel the full brunt of a condition and not even appreciate the transience.
But wearing it is just the product that you help your teeth to straighten out their positions, to chew better life to come.
It does not matter if those who do not get to have fun songs that kids keep their equipment in the mouth they know that if they want, just plug their ears, close your eyes and imagine flying, as if those who were capable in the mouth their pilots to fly and pilot them through the treacherous storms and the most unexpected turbulence.
Who does not like them in the mouth can ever dream to drive them?
Sometimes nature makes the jokes and the kids find themselves without realizing the special mouths. They do not realize it, and if there are parents, uncles, grandparents, teachers and classmates.
It is when you go by dentists that come out the problems of the teeth. Because they are not magicians, nor problematic, but looking for good gums and teeth that are above and below, know that your mouth is getting ready to understand, even before it is ready.
If we want to say that the unit is not because the boy does not take off his: the imagination to do that, fortunately, does not lack, but because when you chew, you probably encountered the difficulties of which not even aware.
The purpose of the unit is to help the mouth to form a harmonious, expressing a good chew.
The important thing is that you should be afraid: no device has never eaten any, nor has it ever bite.
You should not take forever, but only for a while 'time.
It is true for children and teenagers relies heavily on the present and the future seems so slow to think that never comes. In front of a prospect feel the full brunt of a condition and not even appreciate the transience.
But wearing it is just the product that you help your teeth to straighten out their positions, to chew better life to come.
It does not matter if those who do not get to have fun songs that kids keep their equipment in the mouth they know that if they want, just plug their ears, close your eyes and imagine flying, as if those who were capable in the mouth their pilots to fly and pilot them through the treacherous storms and the most unexpected turbulence.
Who does not like them in the mouth can ever dream to drive them?
"The kid with the limp r"
At school they teach all children the letters you write and tell you straight, with struts and all decisions without hesitation, from A to Z, through the vowels and consonants.
And there is no child who is committed to keeping it squarely on her letters.
But there was a boy who as a child, even if it undertook to keep straight who wrote the letters and then read or said, there was no way one of these could keep it straight.
It was the R, but a mischievous r so that, even if written in the paper firmly, when he tried to say he would lay down comfortable half.
There was absolutely no doubt: it was a dull Rs.
At school they teach all children the letters you write and tell you straight, with struts and all decisions without hesitation, from A to Z, through the vowels and consonants.
And there is no child who is committed to keeping it squarely on her letters.
But there was a boy who as a child, even if it undertook to keep straight who wrote the letters and then read or said, there was no way one of these could keep it straight.
It was the R, but a mischievous r so that, even if written in the paper firmly, when he tried to say he would lay down comfortable half.
There was absolutely no doubt: it was a dull Rs.
"How are the books"
Watching them from afar, all lined up on the shelves of bookstores or libraries seem similar, if not because some are higher and more colorful, almost do not differ.
A little 'how people viewed from behind, and look alike from a distance then they all look the same. Want to know a person you must look in the face and know you must browse to the bottom of the thoughts, talking, and received a reply.
For books need to do the same thing.
The only difference is that they have their own voice, the words, however, have all written in and must arm themselves with patience and read the pages that are contained between the two edges of the cover, hard, that at first you do not believe you want to open up the eyes of a curious boy.
Books are magical: if a kid starts to open them and read them, winning his initial laziness, you will soon realize that reading is just a different way to travel.
All the kids are willing to travel and turn the pages of a book is the easiest and cheapest way to do it.
No parent can say no to a kid who wants to read a book.
Indeed, he would be able to find the time to read and instead he has to run, really, unfortunately, not among the words.
Watching them from afar, all lined up on the shelves of bookstores or libraries seem similar, if not because some are higher and more colorful, almost do not differ.
A little 'how people viewed from behind, and look alike from a distance then they all look the same. Want to know a person you must look in the face and know you must browse to the bottom of the thoughts, talking, and received a reply.
For books need to do the same thing.
The only difference is that they have their own voice, the words, however, have all written in and must arm themselves with patience and read the pages that are contained between the two edges of the cover, hard, that at first you do not believe you want to open up the eyes of a curious boy.
Books are magical: if a kid starts to open them and read them, winning his initial laziness, you will soon realize that reading is just a different way to travel.
All the kids are willing to travel and turn the pages of a book is the easiest and cheapest way to do it.
No parent can say no to a kid who wants to read a book.
Indeed, he would be able to find the time to read and instead he has to run, really, unfortunately, not among the words.
"A hole in the Ozone"
It is not the same as when drilling the bicycle wheel.
Him to teach kids in school today.
Ozone is located in the upper atmosphere and the role it has for countless millennia is to filter the sunlight, letting the less harmful to living things.
The depletion of its layer, however, also allows more harmful rays to pass, with consequences that can now only imagine.
We try to find the solution for decades, but you can not reach an agreement on how to intervene, while the climate increases his tantrums.
Just put a patch over the hole, mankind would be saved, but those who succeed from a patch so great and how do we put it so high?
It is not the same as when drilling the bicycle wheel.
Him to teach kids in school today.
Ozone is located in the upper atmosphere and the role it has for countless millennia is to filter the sunlight, letting the less harmful to living things.
The depletion of its layer, however, also allows more harmful rays to pass, with consequences that can now only imagine.
We try to find the solution for decades, but you can not reach an agreement on how to intervene, while the climate increases his tantrums.
Just put a patch over the hole, mankind would be saved, but those who succeed from a patch so great and how do we put it so high?
"The kids have character"
There are many people who, for all ages, in order to feel safe, they need to identify with a group to be recognized and to know they exist. Without having someone around who is dressed in a similar way, and speaks and gestures similarly, have no voice, but remain mute, sadly wrapped in their overcoats.
I am deeply insecure, and to overcome their insecurity, they drown in the mass.
The mass, however, is formless, extremely volatile and has no character, but has a big drawback: it is profoundly stupid, enough to follow, all too literally, even the most inane statements that are spoken.
If you arrive to let others dictate the will, any dictator can maneuver and make them do and believe whatever you want.
Fortunately, humanity is varied and there are so many kids who have their own character and not allow themselves to be influenced by everything they are told, but learn to assess their intelligence.
They will be a tomorrow that will tell people not to follow the mass-everything that is said to them, but to learn to think each with its own brain.
There are many people who, for all ages, in order to feel safe, they need to identify with a group to be recognized and to know they exist. Without having someone around who is dressed in a similar way, and speaks and gestures similarly, have no voice, but remain mute, sadly wrapped in their overcoats.
I am deeply insecure, and to overcome their insecurity, they drown in the mass.
The mass, however, is formless, extremely volatile and has no character, but has a big drawback: it is profoundly stupid, enough to follow, all too literally, even the most inane statements that are spoken.
If you arrive to let others dictate the will, any dictator can maneuver and make them do and believe whatever you want.
Fortunately, humanity is varied and there are so many kids who have their own character and not allow themselves to be influenced by everything they are told, but learn to assess their intelligence.
They will be a tomorrow that will tell people not to follow the mass-everything that is said to them, but to learn to think each with its own brain.
"The great are always right?"
A boy who is still walking on sight, on the basis of the teachings of others received is not yet fully able to follow their own two feet and is attentive to everything that is said because the world around him is still unknown.
It is precisely for this reason that compares everything they are told and it's easy to find many contradictions.
Grown-ups are usually distracted and say many things which do not always coincide and, if put all in a row, a boy would be much more of a reason to scold.
The major lay down the rules, but sometimes are the first not to follow them.
For kids this is wrong, because they are always asked to follow the thread and to sign up to boredom.
But if a kid took a whistle and whistle whenever the great mistake, perhaps all the more distractions vanish and all agree it should be.
A boy who is still walking on sight, on the basis of the teachings of others received is not yet fully able to follow their own two feet and is attentive to everything that is said because the world around him is still unknown.
It is precisely for this reason that compares everything they are told and it's easy to find many contradictions.
Grown-ups are usually distracted and say many things which do not always coincide and, if put all in a row, a boy would be much more of a reason to scold.
The major lay down the rules, but sometimes are the first not to follow them.
For kids this is wrong, because they are always asked to follow the thread and to sign up to boredom.
But if a kid took a whistle and whistle whenever the great mistake, perhaps all the more distractions vanish and all agree it should be.
"Because the houses settle?"
The new houses, newly built, are all beautiful, with smooth walls and without cracks or wrinkles or cracks.
But the new houses, when you buy, then they are also inhabited!
People to live in houses, filled with furniture and clothes, dishes, pots and glasses, shoes, books and much more.
All these things have a weight and each of them, added together, these weights are a nice weight.
The houses are made to withstand the weight of people and all their belongings they put in.
People, however, does not decorate their homes the same way and then the houses are still filled with the same weight.
In addition, the foundations of the houses are not identically the same ground at all points.
Eventually what happens is that the houses that make the effort to support the weight of its inhabitants, after a while 'time, showing the pulling out of small cracks in several places, particularly where the effort is made to hear.
But there is no worry, because of the small adjustments are normal and all the houses they show signs, like people when loading the shopping bags or parcels of water and their muscles are all in tension to support the effort .
The houses, however, unlike people, do not sweat and weight if you take in, as long as people live there and have not ever seen a real home of the people who complain that they were housed inside.
The new houses, newly built, are all beautiful, with smooth walls and without cracks or wrinkles or cracks.
But the new houses, when you buy, then they are also inhabited!
People to live in houses, filled with furniture and clothes, dishes, pots and glasses, shoes, books and much more.
All these things have a weight and each of them, added together, these weights are a nice weight.
The houses are made to withstand the weight of people and all their belongings they put in.
People, however, does not decorate their homes the same way and then the houses are still filled with the same weight.
In addition, the foundations of the houses are not identically the same ground at all points.
Eventually what happens is that the houses that make the effort to support the weight of its inhabitants, after a while 'time, showing the pulling out of small cracks in several places, particularly where the effort is made to hear.
But there is no worry, because of the small adjustments are normal and all the houses they show signs, like people when loading the shopping bags or parcels of water and their muscles are all in tension to support the effort .
The houses, however, unlike people, do not sweat and weight if you take in, as long as people live there and have not ever seen a real home of the people who complain that they were housed inside.
"To become great"
We know that we are growing, although not every day that we hardly realize it. If we look around the furniture we see them being a little smaller, while our eyes are raised.
We fear not know yet who we will become, and we cling to as Alice, but we did not bottles containing liquid to shrink.
Our toys make us company, but a little 'time to become more sad, because our game starts taking it apart.
It's so hard to be in the middle and watch something that you do not know.
Our parents are quick to speak, but they are already larger and when they were our age have lost memories. The point of view with which we look at shyness does not make them to be objective: they are the most impatient of our growing and would like us understand all their words.
We have recently started to write and still do not we make our own meaning, many of them glide on incomprehensible, while they believe in bad our will not to understand them and do not complain constantly practiced and clumsy motion of our thoughts still small.
For them everything is simple, but they are already out!
We know that we are growing, although not every day that we hardly realize it. If we look around the furniture we see them being a little smaller, while our eyes are raised.
We fear not know yet who we will become, and we cling to as Alice, but we did not bottles containing liquid to shrink.
Our toys make us company, but a little 'time to become more sad, because our game starts taking it apart.
It's so hard to be in the middle and watch something that you do not know.
Our parents are quick to speak, but they are already larger and when they were our age have lost memories. The point of view with which we look at shyness does not make them to be objective: they are the most impatient of our growing and would like us understand all their words.
We have recently started to write and still do not we make our own meaning, many of them glide on incomprehensible, while they believe in bad our will not to understand them and do not complain constantly practiced and clumsy motion of our thoughts still small.
For them everything is simple, but they are already out!
"The Tooth Fairy and the dairy Befana"
Once a child is removed from only one tooth, one of the dairy that at some point you begin to dance with no one to tell him to do so.
The boy, however, had a concern that night would pass the Befana bringing presents to children and teenagers, would not be risky for the Tooth Fairy himself go to the home of the boy who had lost her milk tooth ?
And if they clashed in the dark of night?
La Befana with his bag full of sweets and coal, with broom in hand and the mouse that had left her gift and was going away with the tooth.
The boy, fearing the consequences of that encounter, on the stove in the kitchen, right under the hood, had left a drawing to alert the Epiphany, which was also the mouse.
The boy did not know that the Epiphany in the dark could not see much that night and had forgotten his glasses at home. He had seen his plan and, just as he tried to climb onto the hood, he clashed with the mouse down there.
Fortunately, not doing anything: just a good scare. Do not they happened to meet often, because the mouse ran all year round to the houses of all the children took off their teeth and not only on the night he turned the Epiphany.
Maybe, after turning on the light, there has been a good chat and maybe have seen the drawing and is well liked.
All this the boy who did that drawing, I can only imagine, because he has never seen them, neither the mouse nor the Epiphany.
If gifts are beautiful, perhaps its design is really like!
Once a child is removed from only one tooth, one of the dairy that at some point you begin to dance with no one to tell him to do so.
The boy, however, had a concern that night would pass the Befana bringing presents to children and teenagers, would not be risky for the Tooth Fairy himself go to the home of the boy who had lost her milk tooth ?
And if they clashed in the dark of night?
La Befana with his bag full of sweets and coal, with broom in hand and the mouse that had left her gift and was going away with the tooth.
The boy, fearing the consequences of that encounter, on the stove in the kitchen, right under the hood, had left a drawing to alert the Epiphany, which was also the mouse.
The boy did not know that the Epiphany in the dark could not see much that night and had forgotten his glasses at home. He had seen his plan and, just as he tried to climb onto the hood, he clashed with the mouse down there.
Fortunately, not doing anything: just a good scare. Do not they happened to meet often, because the mouse ran all year round to the houses of all the children took off their teeth and not only on the night he turned the Epiphany.
Maybe, after turning on the light, there has been a good chat and maybe have seen the drawing and is well liked.
All this the boy who did that drawing, I can only imagine, because he has never seen them, neither the mouse nor the Epiphany.
If gifts are beautiful, perhaps its design is really like!
"Serving a face!"
A kid would ever want to smile, even when it is not really the case that he does.
At school, then, so nasty things happen to tell her that you'll hardly believe it.
Someone in the lesson the teacher of English, perhaps because he was bored more than usual, found nothing better to do than play with the broken tip of a color and run towards the teacher, taking advantage of the flexibility of a ruler and just below its nose, without her noticing.
When the tip of the color has struck near the eye, however, if they have noticed. Immediately he tried to peer in the eyes of a shadow that would help students see the culprit.
But all eyes were straight and well see their eyes made no wrinkles, all except those of a child, to hide his shyness, when he was asked if it was him, could not stop smiling.
The teacher, a little 'was hurt, imagining that the baby had something to do with what had happened to her, insisted on questioning. More and more the child questioned him he could not convince her that he had nothing to do with what had happened.
The teacher had kept the tip of the color that had struck her, saying it was the test, but had not thought to see if his suspicions were correct.
The child was away from the chair and an angle that formed in alignment with his desk chair, made it hard to imagine that he could succeed in hitting the teacher.
But the naive expression of the baby's face had filled this gap in the eyes of the teacher, who insisted on threatening to lower its rating and want to report, together with his parents, if the next day a similar incident had happened.
It was all the fault of a face that face that had not been able to prevent.
The real culprit was in the front row, right under the nose of the teacher, from a position where he could not miss the mark she had chosen to move a morning monotonous.
He laughed, very seriously, and it was very good at the upset.
The color of the ruler from the tip broken and quickly hid them under my desk before the teacher could see them.
A kid would ever want to smile, even when it is not really the case that he does.
At school, then, so nasty things happen to tell her that you'll hardly believe it.
Someone in the lesson the teacher of English, perhaps because he was bored more than usual, found nothing better to do than play with the broken tip of a color and run towards the teacher, taking advantage of the flexibility of a ruler and just below its nose, without her noticing.
When the tip of the color has struck near the eye, however, if they have noticed. Immediately he tried to peer in the eyes of a shadow that would help students see the culprit.
But all eyes were straight and well see their eyes made no wrinkles, all except those of a child, to hide his shyness, when he was asked if it was him, could not stop smiling.
The teacher, a little 'was hurt, imagining that the baby had something to do with what had happened to her, insisted on questioning. More and more the child questioned him he could not convince her that he had nothing to do with what had happened.
The teacher had kept the tip of the color that had struck her, saying it was the test, but had not thought to see if his suspicions were correct.
The child was away from the chair and an angle that formed in alignment with his desk chair, made it hard to imagine that he could succeed in hitting the teacher.
But the naive expression of the baby's face had filled this gap in the eyes of the teacher, who insisted on threatening to lower its rating and want to report, together with his parents, if the next day a similar incident had happened.
It was all the fault of a face that face that had not been able to prevent.
The real culprit was in the front row, right under the nose of the teacher, from a position where he could not miss the mark she had chosen to move a morning monotonous.
He laughed, very seriously, and it was very good at the upset.
The color of the ruler from the tip broken and quickly hid them under my desk before the teacher could see them.
"The magic pen of Angelo"
A boy had things to say and write, but the pens that his parents gave him for school, a little 'because they feared that if lost, a little' because they saw that we played improperly, not Somehow, I never wrote well and often caused difficulties in writing.
It was a sin all his desire to write ran aground at the tip of his pen.
The teacher of Italian passion saw him, although he was always on his own and despite all the spelling errors when writing, if it was put at ease when he spoke the words were often terse.
One day she gave him a pen. Without being seen by other pupils, said that there was a pen and when he used any, had to do it wisely and judiciously, because it was a little 'magic. Never gave problems of writing and, for this reason, before writing, he had to think very carefully about what he meant, because she nonce would have thought twice about writing it.
Had to be careful how he thought the words, because she would have written word for word, just as he wanted.
But he had to think of them right, without eating, and especially the letters "h" and the vowels or "l" after the "g". Moreover no longer had to write the "c" instead of "q", or vice versa.
Magic pen that was also very sensitive and could not stand kids who think the words wrong.
If it had been paying attention to all this, two of them together would form a beautiful couple and have had many good grades until the end of the year and perhaps well beyond.
A boy had things to say and write, but the pens that his parents gave him for school, a little 'because they feared that if lost, a little' because they saw that we played improperly, not Somehow, I never wrote well and often caused difficulties in writing.
It was a sin all his desire to write ran aground at the tip of his pen.
The teacher of Italian passion saw him, although he was always on his own and despite all the spelling errors when writing, if it was put at ease when he spoke the words were often terse.
One day she gave him a pen. Without being seen by other pupils, said that there was a pen and when he used any, had to do it wisely and judiciously, because it was a little 'magic. Never gave problems of writing and, for this reason, before writing, he had to think very carefully about what he meant, because she nonce would have thought twice about writing it.
Had to be careful how he thought the words, because she would have written word for word, just as he wanted.
But he had to think of them right, without eating, and especially the letters "h" and the vowels or "l" after the "g". Moreover no longer had to write the "c" instead of "q", or vice versa.
Magic pen that was also very sensitive and could not stand kids who think the words wrong.
If it had been paying attention to all this, two of them together would form a beautiful couple and have had many good grades until the end of the year and perhaps well beyond.
"A pedal all alone"
A boy who always attended to fix the shoes in the shoe, often even slamming doors, his socks slipped them to us as best they could, sometimes leaning over his shoes. When morning came back to take them, then one of two regularly had gone and that kid took a couple of clean socks.
It was up to her mother go in search of lost socks in the various branches of the shoe, before you put the dirty clothes to wash in the washing machine.
For better or worse and sooner or later they always found his socks.
But once a pair of socks, as he tried to find out treasuries only one and that alone had put in the washing machine to wash.
When it had dried, after having put on the clothes line, that only he had placed in the drawer of clean socks.
The other is not heard from again for several months.
In the drawer, the clean, always waiting to be tucked into the foot of the boy, but how could this happen, because then the kid would have to go around with a foot without a sock?
To punish his carelessness, it would take him!
Finally one day, when it was looking for longer, the mother, looking through shoes and trying to rearrange them in a well-hidden door in the last shoe, was among the lost sock hands for months and, finally, puts it in the washing machine to wash.
Once dry, pinned him with satisfaction in the drawer, finally with the other.
A boy who always attended to fix the shoes in the shoe, often even slamming doors, his socks slipped them to us as best they could, sometimes leaning over his shoes. When morning came back to take them, then one of two regularly had gone and that kid took a couple of clean socks.
It was up to her mother go in search of lost socks in the various branches of the shoe, before you put the dirty clothes to wash in the washing machine.
For better or worse and sooner or later they always found his socks.
But once a pair of socks, as he tried to find out treasuries only one and that alone had put in the washing machine to wash.
When it had dried, after having put on the clothes line, that only he had placed in the drawer of clean socks.
The other is not heard from again for several months.
In the drawer, the clean, always waiting to be tucked into the foot of the boy, but how could this happen, because then the kid would have to go around with a foot without a sock?
To punish his carelessness, it would take him!
Finally one day, when it was looking for longer, the mother, looking through shoes and trying to rearrange them in a well-hidden door in the last shoe, was among the lost sock hands for months and, finally, puts it in the washing machine to wash.
Once dry, pinned him with satisfaction in the drawer, finally with the other.
