Sicilian - Growing up - Crisciunnu
Iu criscivi nda na nica paisi cu picu abitanti. C’era n’ nigoziu o angulu pi strada, n’ officiu pustali e na nica chiesa. C’eranu macari i vagoni chi venderu i latti, fruttivendulu, pani, scatoli di bottigghi di viviri e macari i robbi. Pi iri a scola appiru a pigghiari u trenu. Nda paisi un c’era nenti di fari accussi nuatri picciriddi 'emu esplorari i vichhi ravini casi . Nuatri immaginamu chi i casi su stregato.
I grew up in a small town with few homes/inhabitants. There was a shop on the corner, a post office and a little church. There were also vans/trucks that sold (delivered) milk, fruit and vegetables, bread, boxes of bottles of drinks and also clothes. In order to go to school we had to take the train. In the town there was nothing to do so us kids would go exploring old ruined houses. We would imagine that the houses were haunted. Grazii assai :-)
