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The Book Fair Imperia
This year I have set covers I explained to the Publishing Center to the Book Fair Imperia Imperia.
Imperia is a beautiful city, resulting in fact the union of two villages, Porto Maurizio, rising up, and Oneglia, overlooking the sea with its port, once a major center of Liguria, and still, for me , shows the intense activity of the past in those beautiful metal cranes (which are now being dismantled, unfortunately, but there is still some .. what you see up there is a crane ... a little 'imaginative on the cover of New Magazine August 2001)
Here you can see some of the covers hanging in our stand very simple (a white tent three meters by three!).
E 'was great fun to receive the magazine's readers who went to buy or healthy!
The Book Fair Imperia smells of summer and the sea ... Our booth was in a street wide and lined with palm trees and flowers. .. I went to browse and buy several times (of course I spent more than that .. I won!)
I was very struck by what board games Emanuele of creativity (www.creativamentesrl.it). With my daughter we bought "It 's another story" ... now every night we turn off the TV and play hard ....( I hope!) 
This year I have set covers I explained to the Publishing Center to the Book Fair Imperia Imperia.
Imperia is a beautiful city, resulting in fact the union of two villages, Porto Maurizio, rising up, and Oneglia, overlooking the sea with its port, once a major center of Liguria, and still, for me , shows the intense activity of the past in those beautiful metal cranes (which are now being dismantled, unfortunately, but there is still some .. what you see up there is a crane ... a little 'imaginative on the cover of New Magazine August 2001)
Here you can see some of the covers hanging in our stand very simple (a white tent three meters by three!).
E 'was great fun to receive the magazine's readers who went to buy or healthy!
The Book Fair Imperia smells of summer and the sea ... Our booth was in a street wide and lined with palm trees and flowers. .. I went to browse and buy several times (of course I spent more than that .. I won!)
I was very struck by what board games Emanuele of creativity (www.creativamentesrl.it). With my daughter we bought "It 's another story" ... now every night we turn off the TV and play hard ....( I hope!)
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MEMORIES OF THE SEA ...
I was born in a small town on the Sea. The Sea is a part of my being, is my breath. As a child I loved going to the beach in summer. With my mother and my brother went every day in a beach near the Old Port that was a few minutes' walk from my house. I still remember the clean water, sand, the crowd of children with the bucket, looking for colored stones, shells and small crabs.
On Sunday he took the car and went with my father a bit 'more out of town, where the sea was more open and beautiful. I had a life jacket with the yellow front and a goose canottino orange, which I did many dives, but the thing I loved most was standing on shore to look for shells (cockles, thistles, reeds), and stained glass, my little "jewels". If you look closely you could see small fish swimming in the shallow water near shore, hermit crabs and sand carrying around their shells. If a child was a starfish called everyone to gather ..
the sides of the rocks were sandy bay, populated with fish, crabs and Ricci, they were a bit 'scared, especially since they were beaten if they have a pain. But with a little 'attention and keeping the rubber sandals you could turn them around and see anemones, Tomatoes (sea, of course! Small red balls and stinging) and some ... immediately grabbed Octopus (sigh!) from the parent the boy screaming.
At sunset it was beautiful because of sea snails (the Arue) came out on the rocks and the fish they ventured into the water became calmer.
I was 11 when for the first time I realized that the tide was changing. I was taking a bath in my usual spot near the house and put his hands in the sand pulled up a handful of shells and starfish in decomposition. I tried again, but there were no living creatures in that whole stretch of sea. They were building the New Port nearby.
did not want to go to the beach there, and growing up I went looking for corners of the sea where I could still observe the marine life.
For a while, just outside the town on the coast, could find angles Mare Vivo.
I was 16 and in the Gulf of Mortola I observed in my walks a small lobster sullla reach the shore by storm, a purple sea urchin, and several small shells lives (the Neveria, the Trunculariopsis, the scallops, thistles, cones).
became an adult I have not stopped looking. In my summer holidays when I can choose a new corner of Ocean to visit. The first thing I do is walk on the beach watching the pebbles, sand, things that the sea port on the shore. Then I put the mask and try the fish ....
Sadly, I realized that they meet fewer creatures. The Sea
suffering everywhere, but when summer arrives, people go to the Sea with another in the head: everyone wants to swim or fish or play ball ... or sleep under the umbrella. There annoying because the water is dirty, the sand filled with cigarette butts and other wastes. Children can only roam and there is nothing to observe, or collect (apart from the omnipresent cigarette butts, caps and cartons of ice cream)
I tried to take my children in those places where I could be a life time and I felt ridiculous as I said in a low voice "here as a girl I found a rich purple, there I saw some silver fish (the breams).
I feel that the whole sea is suffering, the Earth suffers, and I suffer with Them.
L 'the only thing I can do now is to listen that their pain.
Now I go to sea with the same attitude with which he pays a visit to a person we know to be very sick.
often during my day when I happen to be in passing near the sea and cast his gaze to the expanse, and observe that its color is always different, always exciting, I find myself to have this subtle thought
My beloved Sea ,
my beloved land,
are here, present for you, if I can do something
,
sent to me and to all of those people that can hold sensitive
to understand
a sign to change things!
I'll keep further away from the beaches or other places natural to the displeasure of seeing polluted pass to visit there as well, leaving a thought of love and respect, always with the hope of seeing some signs of change reappear.
I will never teach my children not to soil, do not waste and protect the living, doing away with unnecessary to take home "trophies" to observe nature and to enjoy those little creatures that you can still meet and we must not lose. 
I was born in a small town on the Sea. The Sea is a part of my being, is my breath. As a child I loved going to the beach in summer. With my mother and my brother went every day in a beach near the Old Port that was a few minutes' walk from my house. I still remember the clean water, sand, the crowd of children with the bucket, looking for colored stones, shells and small crabs.
On Sunday he took the car and went with my father a bit 'more out of town, where the sea was more open and beautiful. I had a life jacket with the yellow front and a goose canottino orange, which I did many dives, but the thing I loved most was standing on shore to look for shells (cockles, thistles, reeds), and stained glass, my little "jewels". If you look closely you could see small fish swimming in the shallow water near shore, hermit crabs and sand carrying around their shells. If a child was a starfish called everyone to gather ..
the sides of the rocks were sandy bay, populated with fish, crabs and Ricci, they were a bit 'scared, especially since they were beaten if they have a pain. But with a little 'attention and keeping the rubber sandals you could turn them around and see anemones, Tomatoes (sea, of course! Small red balls and stinging) and some ... immediately grabbed Octopus (sigh!) from the parent the boy screaming.
At sunset it was beautiful because of sea snails (the Arue) came out on the rocks and the fish they ventured into the water became calmer.
I was 11 when for the first time I realized that the tide was changing. I was taking a bath in my usual spot near the house and put his hands in the sand pulled up a handful of shells and starfish in decomposition. I tried again, but there were no living creatures in that whole stretch of sea. They were building the New Port nearby.
did not want to go to the beach there, and growing up I went looking for corners of the sea where I could still observe the marine life.
For a while, just outside the town on the coast, could find angles Mare Vivo.
I was 16 and in the Gulf of Mortola I observed in my walks a small lobster sullla reach the shore by storm, a purple sea urchin, and several small shells lives (the Neveria, the Trunculariopsis, the scallops, thistles, cones).
became an adult I have not stopped looking. In my summer holidays when I can choose a new corner of Ocean to visit. The first thing I do is walk on the beach watching the pebbles, sand, things that the sea port on the shore. Then I put the mask and try the fish ....
Sadly, I realized that they meet fewer creatures. The Sea
suffering everywhere, but when summer arrives, people go to the Sea with another in the head: everyone wants to swim or fish or play ball ... or sleep under the umbrella. There annoying because the water is dirty, the sand filled with cigarette butts and other wastes. Children can only roam and there is nothing to observe, or collect (apart from the omnipresent cigarette butts, caps and cartons of ice cream)
I tried to take my children in those places where I could be a life time and I felt ridiculous as I said in a low voice "here as a girl I found a rich purple, there I saw some silver fish (the breams).
I feel that the whole sea is suffering, the Earth suffers, and I suffer with Them.
L 'the only thing I can do now is to listen that their pain.
Now I go to sea with the same attitude with which he pays a visit to a person we know to be very sick.
often during my day when I happen to be in passing near the sea and cast his gaze to the expanse, and observe that its color is always different, always exciting, I find myself to have this subtle thought
My beloved Sea ,
my beloved land,
are here, present for you, if I can do something
,
sent to me and to all of those people that can hold sensitive
to understand
a sign to change things!
I'll keep further away from the beaches or other places natural to the displeasure of seeing polluted pass to visit there as well, leaving a thought of love and respect, always with the hope of seeing some signs of change reappear.
I will never teach my children not to soil, do not waste and protect the living, doing away with unnecessary to take home "trophies" to observe nature and to enjoy those little creatures that you can still meet and we must not lose.
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