“Who am I and why are you so different” “I am not perfect – neither am I” I wake up. My students are looking forward to have you in our class.” Are we going to have a new girl in class? Elena takes her books and runs out when school is finished.
My eyes strive to get up, and a little light comes through the window and hit my face. “Elena is a girl from Italy, she has just moved here”, my teacher continues.“Elena, just sit down beside Julie.
But now, after all that, I slowly start to matter in your brain because you begin to remember what you just read about me and you think about me. Do you eat canned food of baked beans and mash potatoes? If you are a man, are you dressed like a gentleman? With my friends I talk about everything: from music to boys, from dance to school. The height makes me want to jump, and my feet are close to the rock, close to death. “I am not perfect”, I scream when I am using all my powers to remove the posters from my wall, celebrities who smiles at me with white teeth and golden skin. Elena looks at herself in the mirror at the bathroom. It is just so cold here now, and it is just the very beginning of November!
Maybe you start to search and find pictures in your head, banned into an empty corner. If you are British: What do you think of hooligans? When I’m not at school I usually do my homework and when I finish it I go to dance training or I go out with my friends. I am eating dinner with my family, fish and potatoes. In the mirror she can see two dark eyes that stare back.
I'm kind because I never had to argue with my brothers or sisters in my childhood and I often find myself in the hammock of harmony, rocking myself into a world behind the little arguments. That's what you might think now after having read all these selfish words which don't matter either. My favourite clothes are: jeans and large sweatshirts. I really like reading especially stories about people who lived during the Second World War. ” I am just a few centimetres from death now, one last step.
And you're totally right: Compared to the world's population of six billion I'm a nobody and compared to you and your friends I don't matter. You are British but you can be Scottish, Welsh or English. I haven’t too much time to watch television, but when I do it I usually watch dance programmes like “America’s Best Dance Crew”or music programmes like Mtv. “I am not hungry I said” I shout, and run to my room. Someone in class have already done that up at the mountains.
As a cream puff I consider food a cultural element.
And I think that the preference for some food and the refusal for others, comes from the culture.
Every culture has a code which is determined by geographical, environmental, economical, historical and nutritional components. Then I heard that they eat fish and chips for lunch! I’m so young and I want to do lots of things in my sweetlife!!!!!! But I love summer because my friends and I can stay out a lot of our time.
There are dishes which are related to the place where you come from, they affirm your identity, and a meal promotes the integration for a different culture. Few days ago a customer took me to his home and I heard that they were talking about different eating habits in the world. In Italywe usually eat: coffee, milk, cereals, biscuits, tea and croissants. Where I live we usually eat pasta, meat, vegetables, cheese or fish. I listened to the converstion and I realized that on Tuesday there was going to be a special party!! I’ve lived in Camponogara all my life and I really like living here because it is a small town and I know most people here. We usually have bike trips in our city or have supper outdoors and at night we look at the stars.