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“The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.” TOLSTOJ

Today was born my Godfather, chosen by my parents. I don't know where he is now, I just know he was a Juve's supporter, whilst me and my daddy were from the true footbal team of my city, Torino. In this day amother person was born, the writer TOLSTOJ. One of his quotes is the title of this article. I chose to link this sentence to the Dreamer Panda, one of the character of the book I published two years ago because it is my alter-ego. One of my good qualities is that, if I strongly believe and I strongly know something, I will hardly gave up, despite the difficulties I could have. Maybe I will take time to finish it, I will postpone the deadline, but I will do it. This blog was born to write to someone about my readings, my feelings, and my emotions when I moved in another country, looking for a job with DIGNITY. In my country the last word, DIGNITY, is also recognized to the people that have money, and they are stingy. I am hard worker, and Scotland is the best place to live with passion and curiosity of the world.
The story from the book my aunt Maria Teresa gave to me for the Father's Day in 1990 is a lovely rhyme with the names of many animals. I hope you could enjoy also the translation not just in English, but also in Igbo, Tigrinya, and Romanian.

Come children, let us sing in chorus
And let us celebrate May.
Let us pluck the violets and golden buttercups,
Of the sun shines a ray.
On the cut trunk rests a jackrabbit
Who calls out
The little friends who live below
Of the sky the vault.
Flies, earthworms, and crickets arrive,
butterflies by the dozen,
along with hares, with deer, and rabbits
Among the meadowlarks.
Riposan the bees on the wide corollas
With a thousand colors,
Sinks a child in the soft soil
Running among the flowers.
The most beautiful month of the year is here:
Is warm May.
Now that at last, I have found you again
You will give me the courage.
Haideți copii, să cântăm în cor
Și să sărbătorim luna mai.
Să culegem violetele și fluturașii de aur,
Din soare strălucește o rază.
Pe trunchiul tăiat se odihnește un iepuraș.
Care strigă
Pe micii prieteni care trăiesc jos.
Din cerul boltă.
Sosesc muștele, viermii de pământ și greierii,
fluturi cu duzina,
împreună cu iepurii, cu căprioarele și iepurii.
Printre ciocârlii de pajiște.
Riposan albinele pe corolele largi.
Cu o mie de culori,
Scufundă un copil în pământul moale
Alergând printre flori.
A sosit cea mai frumoasă lună a anului:
Este cald mai.
Acum, că în sfârșit, te-am regăsit.
Tu îmi vei da curaj.
Mee ka usoro
Bịanụ ụmụaka, ka anyị bụrụ abụ na Chorus
Ka anyị mee ememe Mee.
Ka anyị na-awụnye vicket na buttermups ọla edo,
Anyanwụ na-acha uhie uhie.
Na akpati ozu ahụ kwụsịrị jackrabbit
Onye na-akpọ
Ndị enyị ahụ na-ebi n'okpuru
Nke elu igwe.
Ijiji, e nwere ebe e nwere ebe ndị na-egbu egbu bịarute,
Butterflies site na iri na abuo,
ya na hares, na mgbada, na oke bekee
N'etiti ahịhịa ndụ.
Riposan a beesụ na mbara igwe
Ya na puku agba,
Na-ata nwatakịrị na ala dị nro
Na-agba ọsọ n'etiti okooko osisi.
Ọnwa kachasị mma nke afọ bụ ebe a:
Na-ekpo ọkụ nwere ike.
Ugbu a na nke ikpeazụ, achọtala m gị ọzọ
Will ga-enye m obi ike.
ሰልፊ ይኹን
ንዓ ብመዘምራን ንዘምር
ግንቦት ከኣ ነብዕል።
ቫዮሌትን ወርቃዊ ጠስምን ንቕንጠጥ፣
ካብ ጸሓይ ጩራ የብርህ።
ኣብቲ እተቘርጸ ጕንዲ ጃክራቢት የዕርፍ
ኣብ ታሕቲ ዚነብሩ ንኣሽቱ ኣዕሩኽ
ኣብ ሰማይ ከኣ ሳጹን ኣሎ።
ሃመማን ሓሳኹን ፍሩታታትን ይመጻ፣
ጽምብላሊዕ ብብዙሓት
ምስ መርሳታትን እራብን ማንቲለታትን
ኣብ መንጎ መሮር።
ንህቢ ኣብ ገፊሕ ኮሮላ
ሽሕ ሕብርታት ዘለዎ
ንቘልዓ ኣብ ልስሉስ ሓመድ ይጭብጭብ
ኣብ መንጎ ዕምባባታት ምጕያይ።
ኣብታ ዓመት እቲኣ ኻብ ኵሉ ንላዕሊ ጽብቕቲ ዝዀነት ወርሒ እንሆ -
ምዉቕ ግንቦት እዩ።
ሕጂ ኣብ መወዳእታ እንደገና ረኺበካ
ትብዓት ክትህበኒ ኢኻ።


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