Tuesday, November 24, 2009

The lady who was looking for her party - Chapter 6

Isabel entered the kitchen, the brown wood of the furnishing seemed one with the floor, she took the floor and started to prepare the bread of the poor, the pizza.
For once her mind went back to when she was a kid, and she tripped in an out "monastery"
The nuns told her that food is the first way of gifting the love through the gifts more poor as cooking the bread was the melting of the most poor ingredient, the pizza was a tentative once of a poor cooker, to enjoy the dinner of a king, he studied all a night to understand, how to enjoy him, but then his son, a kid so young and little to not arrive to the table of the kitchen with the nose,entered the room playing with a ball done of old tissues, illuminated he tought, if a kid enjoy playing with tissues creating the idea of a ball, well I will do the most easy think to do and the king will enjoy it.It was so true.
Every Saturday when she was in her "new family" she runned down the stairs of the big house of her gramma, in silence, without making noises, she sitted in a corner on a litle char of wood down a window, from there she could see the table of marble.
The white of floor melted with the white of salt and the grey of lievit becoming bread in the hands of her gramma, and then mixed to the red of the tomatoes of sooth italy.
There in the corner she listened her gramma histories :
"you know God created human being like that, in a second, scientists doctors experts lost her life with the same questions, why?, but who mind of the reason why bread is so unique in this world, and the salt so salty as the sea or tomatoes is so red at the sun? few , so anyone should enjoy the presence of human being as they enjoy a pizza, and life would be more easy".
The gramma knew she was there, but that she pretened to be not discovered, so every time she was there talking alone to the air,telling every time a new story.


Isabel was in the kitchen smiling, she was away in time and space from her gramma, but she was there cooking the same pizza, her sight went back to the room,for the first time she noted a little chair of wood, she had never noted it and now it seemed a bit more a presence there to remember her the line of this life.
That chair was there before she started to be there, none had bought it, it was already part of the furnishing,when they entered in the apartment.
She went on melting floor with an energic movement of arms.
The main door opened and the guy came out, entering as a little wisper of the wind.
"Hey girl I am hungry,I think you get bored today"

Isabel smiled
"No I had a series of explorations"

"uhm I do not see where you could go"
the voice of the guy was demanding
"around as around"
Isabel did not want explain her little trip, it was her exploration and none could have understod it she tought,
"ok now let's move or we get late and people arrive"
she kissed the guy,looking his brown grey eyes.

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