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Sitting.

We have the same name.

And he is even stronger than Dino.

Not true, Dino is stronger.

Dino is the strongest of all.

Look at the fact that Peter brought Attilio, from Germany

Up to here on the shoulders.

An angel of the Lord.

It is true, Attilio, that Peter carried you on his shoulders

From Germany all the way here?

Not from Germany, only the last stretch, when he fell.

Come here.

From here.

to here.

The Lord has put him On the path of my son.

He heard all my prayers.

I haven't given you permission yet.

Couldn't he stay to sleep here with us?

No, he has to stay up in the cabin.

You never know the Germans are coming....

Here the Germans don't come here anymore.

Attilio will bring him some dinner up at the cabin.

And we can invite him to the Christmas lunch.

- But is it true that he is Sicilian? - Yes, look.

This is Sicily, coming from here.

Look at all those oranges!

- It gets dirty! - So many oranges...

Lions.

There are also lions in Sicily.

No, that is Africa.

Enough, it gets dirty. Let's go, it's late.

How far...

Pass Goofy! Pass Goofy!

Run passing Goofy!

Dino! Pull me up, let me see!

It is already gone.

When I grow up, I want to drive Goofy.

So when you see a light, you pull down a big bombshell.

Go to sleep.

Come soon, though, I'm cold!

- Come on, let's go! - Wait for me.

Thank you, you know.

I'm making you a nice shirt, so you don't catch cold.

Helium, the carpenter gives you wood to cut,

And it feeds you.

The goats belong to my brother, the teacher.

Milk them a little if you are hungry.

My granddaughters.

Lucia.

Peter.

What do you do?

I say the prayers.

What's in your hand?

Do you always have to be like me?

I promise you

That I will no longer go behind the closet.

Look, there's the soldier!

Stop!

Peter.

Hello!

Pietrin.

Come on, Pietrin.

Pietrin, come back!

Come on!

Take me on your shoulders.

Come on, Lucia, hurry up!

Come on down.

Let's go.

Hurry up!

We live over there.

Don't say anything about this candy.

Of course running away from war Is really cowardly.

Come on, drink up and shut up.

You always have to put your beak into it.

Perhaps, if they were all cowards, there would be no more wars.

Cowardice is a relative concept.

Master, I did not study like you.

Some words I just don't understand.

Come to school, then, Rigo.

I started adult school again, on Saturday afternoons.

They did not run away from the war, they made their own war.

They escaped from the Germans.

If they take me, I would not stay there and work for them.

They want to go back To mother's skirts,

these of the South.

Not just those in the South. Look at Attilio, Cesira's son...

Running away from war Is always cowardly.

You make it easy, you didn't do this one or that one.

- What do you want to know about it? - I don't like to hide two defectors.

I would feel like to say it down the valley.

No one here says anything.

Our children...

They did not go to war because they wanted to.

Runway.

Here comes Virginia!

The water is frozen, isn't it?

Is the bike yours? .

No. I took it.

Do you want to come for a ride?

I'm going down to the mill.

No.

To Saint Lucia!

When there is no man in the house, children do whatever they want.

That Virginia there...

With that hair, she looks like a man.

Virginia, I'm going to kill you!

What's wrong with this child?

- He has too much coughing. - Yes, he has too much coughing. Too much coughing.

I don't know.

My Attilio has a warm house And he always goes to Pietro's cabin.

He seems to want to stay in the war.

- The wine is ours. - Dino, what are you doing?

Donkey.

Respect is paid to soldiers.

He is always so hard on Dino.

He wanted a son like him, instead he is made his own way.

But he is a good guy.

Saint Lucia, Saint Lucia is near

Children, children, go to sleep

Put out, put out flour

And don't be, and don't be heard again

Carry in your lap, carry in your lap a lot of stuff

To eat, to eat and to suck

What did Saint Lucia bring you?

Two tangerines.

To me a plane, it also has a propeller.

Silence.

"Epistolary.

What a difficult word.

It may be...

A letter or postcard.

- Any form of communication...

...to tell facts...

- ...but also feelings. .

Our soldiers, for example,

they write to us from the front.

Anita?

"Noaltri aén ciapà 'na letera dal me fradel".

We received

We received

We received a letter from my brother.

He said to be calm,

But my mom was crying.

She cried because she was happy.

YOU can cry also because one is happy.

Rudolph?"

My daddy went to war.

Mother says she writes, but this epistolary paper never arrives.

Now that you're getting big,

you need to help your mom.

Because she cannot do everything by herself.

He drew you a heart.

He could have written you a dedication, though.

He drew because he is romantic.

He drew because he is illiterate.

Illiterate.

With an "o," he is a man.

Let's ask Father tomorrow.

If I win, you give me three.

Who told you he couldn't write?

He goes to learn from Father. I saw him.

Maybe it's romantic anyway.

He will go just to review.

Sorry.

You know that for your children I run even at night.

The "stranglehold" is an ugly beast.

If the Lord wants to take this too, there is nothing we can do about it.

Fortunately, he will "buy" another one.

You didn't say anything to Adele, did you?

Nothing.

Let her have some hope.

We understood what he has.

With the cabbage, your sister healed Two children last year.

Three or four leaves tightly

Under a linen cloth.

Sprinkle me with hyssop and I will be pure

Wash me and I will be whiter than snow

Eternal rest

Give them, O Lord

And perpetual light

And perpetual light

Shine to them

Dino, is it true that now he is a little angel

That goes to the sky?

How does he do it, does he have wings?

With the soul.

What is this stuff?

I don't know.

Lord Jesus, born of the Virgin,

Today we celebrate your Christmas.

Feed our family,

brothers in the war.

Help the weakest,

And help us to share with them what we possess.

Protect...

in heaven,

our little ones,

Flavius and John.

Bless this fraternity gathered at the table.

Amen.

Drink, drink, that warms.

Can I show the crib to Peter?

Just a minute, and come right back to the table.

Come on, let me show you!

Look at the barn, how beautiful.

Dino made it, new, with his woods.

Here is St. Joseph's.

There is Our Lady there.

There the donkey and there the cow.

Here is the pine cone.

Here is the sheep.

- He is good with children. - Here is the candle.

- Like Father. - Here is the grass.

As the Little Child, on the straw, we always put the little brother.

Our youngest little brother.

But this year he died.

I know.

- I'm sorry. - So am I.

Discreet

Flavia

The epistolary genre.

For me, the epistolary genre can also be writing notes.

For example, there is a soldier who gave one to my sister.

He still cannot write,

However, with this note he communicates his feeling to her.

"They were young and strong,

And they died.

Sceser with arms..."

We stop.

Peter.

Do you want to make an initial commentary on the poem?

It makes me think.

To a friend of mine,

to Cyrus.

Because he was young,

And it was strong.

However.

they still killed him.

The day of decimation has arrived,

And it was his turn.

He fell straight to the ground beside me.

I had my eyes closed, but I realized it was him, because ...

I really felt the hand that...

fell on my shoe, and ...

E...

How could you define

the state of mind of a soldier?

It is as if...

Like you're alive, though...

not really.

Cyrus was next to me.

So, it could have been me and not him.

It is as if it is you, but it is no longer you.

With these we make chaplets for the brothers who have died.

Children like elderberry.

Then we take them to his grave.

I wonder if they can hear us.

GIOVANNI GRAZIADEI FLAVIO GRAZIADEI

Are you sure?

So he has wings to go to heaven.

Ernie, is it a long time before Saint Lucia returns?

1 year.

- Is it a lot? - A little.

Take me up.

I will ask the saint another equal plane.

My foils for Christ.

I lay in the poop of the chickens (with my head sideways).

If I go behind the closet again, I lie down With my head straight (inside the poop).

Pass the feather.

I know where Daddy hides secrets.

What secrets?

Cigarettes.

But what secrets! He smokes all day long.

They are secrets to him, because he locks them in a drawer.

He puts the key under the mat.

Lucia, close the window I'm cold.

Another card!

Show.

Peter and Lucia

He is learning to write.

What do you say?

He doesn't want to talk so much.

It is that he speaks Sicilian.

You can't understand what he is saying.

I understand it.

It is that he speaks little.

Like Attilio.

Those returning from the war

Have the secrets.

It looks like his tongue has been cut out.

So what do you do?

We shake hands.

Strong.

Virginia also goes without hands!

Look!

Do you know how children are "bought"?

We have to get married.

Okay.

The child is sensitive.

He messes up the notebook a bit.

But the head is fine.

He looks like me.

She is the one who needs to be made to study.

Ada would like that, too.

I had already felt so sorry for Lucia.

We cannot send two of them forward.

Lucia was unlucky.

War is nobody's fault.

It will marry well.

Besides, she is not from the city.

He needs his heaven.

It is a chamois.

Like me.

When I had good legs.

Ada makes an effort, but it is not for her.

And it's convenient for you.

Come on, show me.

Come on.

If you tell me your penances, I'll show you what I studied with Father.

So we studied one that is spelled "Chopin," but is spelled "Sciopèn."

An unfortunate one.

He was ill,

And he had fallen in love with a writer who was driving him crazy.

Poor man.

This is why music is romantic.

Your turn.

Tell me your penances.

It is that I can no longer do sins,

Because the next penance Is too great.

What is it?

Next.

Is to eat chicken shit.

Really?

Can't you say ten Hail Marys?

Gross!

- Then straighten up. - Pass the feather on my legs.

No, I'm tired.

- Then down there I choke. - I'll give you two.

Three. Don Giulio always gives you plenty.

It only gives me the ones with the crooked cross.

Come on, go under.

I did both legs.

Do you have a host?

No.

He did not come today.

A great desire of mine for the future

Elio, are you finished yet?

Yes.

"I want the war to end.

And that my cow does again

the beautiful milk he used to make."

"Let it end."

Mariott.

"I want my grandson Sandro

come back from the war, however, not blind like me."

In Italian, Mariott.

Peter.

"I..."

I want to marry your daughter.

- Put this on her that is nicer. - No, this one is nicer.

This white.

- Mount up. - No, this one with the hood.

We also put the wreath on her.

It is so dark.

I have to tighten again, I was rounder as a girl.

I wonder how beautiful Sicilian brides...

They will be dressed in white.

So many stories. White is for the rich.

- But who am I getting married to? - To me!

- You are too small. - Get married to us.

You can't, you can't marry two.

- They tighten up. - You can't, Ada said.

Lucia gets married.

Are you happy?

I don't know.

And would you like to get married?

No.

Then when I "buy" the children,

Are not allowed to enter the church for forty days.

These are the days that your body needs

To purify after childbirth.

You will be able to pray at home.

I would like to study.

But Father always says that you have to excel.

I don't know if he will leave me.

Do you know what happens to you in bed tomorrow?

Couldn't you ask mom?

Aren't you afraid?

No, I will find out.

It is the duty of the bride.

I, Lucia, take you, Peter, as my husband,

And I promise to be faithful to you,

And to honor you every day of my life.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Now someone. Has prepared something for you.

"Of all the things the Lord can give us.

certainly the most beautiful is a bride at the altar.

The table..."

- Door. "The door open if he comes back from work.

The table served with grace and decorum.

And if it goes well, that everything works,

a few little children life bestows on him.

Then husbands can join in chorus,

Thanking the Lord for having a treasure."

Thank you.

Long live the bride and groom!

So, folks let's try to get a good picture on the first shot.

So we go to lunch!

Come on.

That's right, tight.

Attilio, attached to Aunt Cesira, bravo.

Straight up! Look at me, look at the car, and smile.

Smile too, Mr. Teacher! Today your daughter got married!

One, two, three!

Musical!

Long live the bride and groom!

- Virginia! - Come on! Come on, to dance!

Virginia, leave people alone!

Cheers.

Virginia, I'll load you up with wood!

You made the toast with Dad. Are you happy?

Virginia.

Get cold.

If my mom hears me smell smoke on me, she will kill me.

No.

Why are you laughing?

Because I like the way you look at me.

I found my fur coat!

Is it good?

The best thing in the world.

You can't.

Yes, you can. See.

She does not like it because she is a goat.

We women, on the other hand, like it.

My dad smokes a lot.

Then you can steal his cigarettes.

Then we smoke them together.

You can't.

Long live the bride and groom!

Let the war end!

...

...

...

...

Now read more slowly.

Page twenty-five.

Read slowly and follow the verses.

Once again.

Okay.

"For a moment, I was in my village.

In my house. Nothing had changed.

Tired,

I would return, as if from a journey.

Tired..."

He is a friend of Don Giulio's uncle who goes to Milan.

Fine stuff.

Weren't the two records you had enough?

I tighten my belt all day long, I count potatoes to the children.

These are food for the soul.

Food for the soul?

We have the children to support.

Those who are there,

And those who arrive.

May they not die on us like flies!

Don't get angry.

You scare the child.

"Under hard season

By the sun lit,

Languishes the man,

languishes the flock

And burning the pine tree."

What season is this

That the shepherd boy takes a nap under the tree?

- Spring! - Summer!

Correct.

The shepherd boy is all heated up.

Now, watch out...

Here comes the turtle dove.

Did you hear cuckoo?

"Sing the turtle dove

And the goldfinch."

Understand.

How was it exceptional?

Each violin

Is a feeling.

a wind,

an animal.

Four seasons,

four sonnets,

four concerts.

...

One per season.

In the moment of newfound peace,

we give thanks to Our Lady of the Snows

Who has always protected our country.

To her we sing

the joy of liberation

From this painful war.

Mariott! Drink, Mariott! Drink.

Drink, Sicilian, drink!

That the war is over for everyone!

- Welcome back. - Thank you.

Sicilian did you see that my Sandro is back?

What about you, when are you going down to Sicily?

It is very far away, however.

He can go down now, so come back soon.

Go down now that they are waiting for you Look it's bad to wait.

Ah, if it is ugly!

Maybe we can go back In our bed while he is away.

No, it is now the bride and groom's bed.

And he doesn't stay away that long.

He is afraid he will not return in time for the baby.

But Father said that he must leave now,

that there are trucks of the Red Cross.

What if he doesn't come back in time for the Baptism?

That can be done later, infants do not sin.

And then Aunt Cesira put her hand and ear on Lucia's belly,

And he said it is still missing,

And let him also visit his mom, otherwise she thinks he is dead.

Because she thought that her Attilio was dead.

I wonder how happy His mother when she sees him.

However, Attilio is not dead, but he looks dead to me.

Peter also looked dead when he arrived, remember?

He became happy with Lucia.

Does he also visit his daddy in Sicily?

What do you listen to?

When I grow up and go to war, I go back to see my daddy.

There is no more war, sleep.

Don't worry, that I will write to you as soon as I arrive.

A long letter written by me.

Don't be sad, it makes the eyes ugly.

Come on, Dino, you have to go.

Hello, Peter!

Go shoot lions in Sicily!

Bring us the oranges!

Bring the tangerines!

It is that he told me that he was writing as soon as he arrived.

It takes more time, bear with us.

When it comes, I assure you that I will take it to your daddy.

I assure you.

look, child, I remember when you were little like this.

I watched you grow up.

And now I find you here, in love up to your neck.

Pora patience!

Bartolini Maria.

Bravo.

Daldoss Rodolfo.

Promoted.

Graziadei Flavia.

Best in class.

Next year. go to boarding school in Trent.

You need to improve the order though!

Otherwise you see the nuns How they play them to you.

Graziadei Ada.

You were conscientious.

I appreciated your efforts.

The result is more than satisfactory in all subjects,

is very good in home economics.

Now you know, don't you, That to continue you must excel?

That studies become more demanding, and one would face disappointment?

School is a great teaching,

Because it teaches us our limitations.

Your schooling ends here,

With full satisfaction.

Graziadei Dino.

Becoming great Is not just drinking wine.

It is taking responsibility,

also in the study.

I thought I hated her

And that it sucked for me.

But now,

I pray in penance.

That's right.

She is very good at it.

I...

Are so-so.

I don't have anything special.

Did you have to do him this wrong again?

My son is a pupil just like everyone else.

In fact, he needs to prove more,

Because he is the son of the master.

How is he to blame If he is the son of the master?

You could have given him a diploma and he would work happier.

To work in the fields you don't need any diploma.

To not be ashamed in front of everyone yes you need a diploma.

Maybe something happened to him.

It feels like too long.

Do you know how many letters are lost?

Did you also see with Attilio?

He wrote and we received nothing.

Give a barley coffee and a piece of bread To this little girl.

Sit down.

Could it be that they took it?

It's really over, though, isn't it?

I swear this is the last one.

Doesn't count.

This has already gone out.

Help.

Nice?

Next time bring me two.

He is fine.

Go and give your mother a kiss.

He is a handsome male, with all his little fingers.

Hands and feet, all good.

She always has a hard time giving birth, poor woman.

Give her the flowers, Dino.

For you.

Goodbye, Aldo, thank you!

Come on, that this has the zest Of your strain...

- Let me go through. - It should come up strong.

Hopefully, Aldo.

He looks like John.

- It looks good. - It's nice and chubby.

Look how beautiful they are.

My Dino gave me a gift.

They are not beautiful, they are stolen.

What are you talking about?

He had a good thought.

These are the flowers of the Marks.

Your son steals from the neighbors, and you say it's a nice thought?

I didn't steal them. I cut off Those that came from our side.

If there is anything I have taught to my children, it is honesty.

You are agreeing with a thief!

Thief you don't tell my dino, understand?

I know why you take it.

Because in ten parts you never thought of bringing me a flower.

You're still all crazy about giving birth,

That you have the courage to disrespect me Of respect in front of your children.

Go to sleep, little one

With his hand under the pillow

With the pillow over your hands

Sleep until tomorrow

Have you guys ever seen the bear?

I've told you this many times before.

Sleep he'll be right back.

When he goes to the roof, he stands there a piece.

He went to the roof Because he is angry with Dad.

Did you see how she sang to him?

For me he went to the roof Because he is in love with Virginia.

They say Virginia and her mom are going to Chile.

Because here they don't have even to eat.

But where is this Chile?

Far.

Dino.

Dino.

What do you want?

Can you tell me the story of the bear?

I've already told you a lot of times.

From the!

I was going up to Cà della Mosa.

I hear this verse...

I thought it was a deer, I turn around....

And it was the bear.

So I ran away.

And as I ran,

I fell down.

I turn around and the bear has let me go.

Dino.

Dino, can I turn around?

No, we stay tight.

I am afraid of the bear.

Come on, turn around.

Dino, is it true that you are not afraid of anything?

Of the bear, yes.

And Dad's...

are you afraid?

No, not Dad's.

Is it true that you are in love with Virginia?

What are you talking about?

Is it true that Virginia smokes?

Virginia does not smoke.

Is it true that Virginia is going to Chile?

Virginia is not going anywhere, she stays here.

Dino.

Will you make me a plane like the one Santa Lucia brought me?

Can you do that?

Still not received a letter from Peter.

Too much time has passed.

Don't worry.

It's still all hustle and bustle, the mail is slow.

Keep up with the child, mind you.

May the Lord protect you.

Write when you arrive.

That suitcase put it over there that fits.

Put up the chicken as well.

So he gets air.

I write when I arrive.

Yes, we are waiting for news.

Deliver to the parish priest of Galati, Sicily.

For Pietro Riso From Lucia Graziadei in Riso.

The man was, electrocuted instantly.

Anna Pennisi will be sentenced according to Article 5887

Limiting the penalty of voluntary manslaughter

to a maximum of seven years

For anyone who causes the death of a spouse

In the act of discovering its...

illegitimate carnal relations.

Sicilian bigamist, Pietro Riso,

married in Galati to Armna Pennisi,

had in fact remarried without her knowledge,

in our Trentino in the village of Vermiglio,

With Lucia Graziadei."

First and last name To shame us throughout the valley.

Returned to Galati,

Pennisi killed him at point-blank range.

To defend one's honor."

He was in too much of a hurry.

You people need to be careful.

Your sister has been too trusting.

"He who goes to the mill gets flour."

And to think that you brought it to us....

You didn't know anything at all?

Nothing.

So many friends, you ran away together....

And he didn't tell you anything about his wife?

Little is said in war.

Now who wants her anymore this girl?

She was so beautiful!

That donkey left her Only eyes to cry.

For me, Peter was in love with Lucia.

In Sicily, he didn't even want to go.

Perhaps he went to Sicily to tell his wife that he was in love with Lucia.

In love?

Abandoning a wife...

And a son on the road.

Beautiful lover!

I am sure he meant no harm.

I knew him,

Did you know him so well that you didn't know he was married?

Your cousin with an outsider....

She was to be married to one of our people.

None of our people helped me.

I have him to thank if I am still alive

Maybe if he left the rifle here, he wouldn't shoot them.

What did the flour thing mean?

That we don't have to be like Lucia.

The mill is the man.

Would you like to be a man?

No.

They can get married and also work, like Dad.

They can even marry twice.

- No, they can't. - Yes, they say "bigamist."

Yes, but then they take you out.

I would like to be a priest.

So you hear everyone's sins, And you give the punishments.

No, like this, when you talk,

they all listen to you.

Lucia.

That is the cow's dirty water.

Put the "o" at the end.

If it is born a girl, you add the gambit.

It scares me.

He puts himself in a corner like cats When they go to die.

He sleeps in the barn, stinking.

I have to keep it in, it's too far ahead now.

It's that she doesn't want to be alone.

It is bad to sleep alone.

I know it well.

He did not see that he was a scoundrel.

By dint of doing St. Lucia, she has also become a bear.

One more mouth to feed, and one less man to work.

They ruined it for you.

What will he do now?

Gino's daughter is a servant in Milan, keeps children for the rich.

Lucia can go too.

He comes back with money, and buys his cows.

They don't take it with a child.

They want girls or spinsters.

And who will keep her child If she goes to be a servant?

I would struggle with two so small.

Man is the rudder wagon.

If he is not there, he goes where he wants.

You are lucky that you have your Dino.

Growing like a man.

My Attilio came back to me askew.

I have it at home, but it's not what it used to be.

War has made stupid all men.

Sorry.

What are you doing?

Go away.

Come out, what are you doing? Let me in!

Mom.

Flavia doesn't come out of the toilet!

What are you doing here bamboozled?

Go get the milk.

Can you and I have a class?

I started to copy, the poem you gave me.

I'll read it to you.

"The tree to which you stretched out your childlike hand,

the green pomegranate From the beautiful vermilion blossoms...

I have something to tell you.

I don't know if I can tell you.

It is a secret.

Is it the truth?

Yes.

Then you can tell me.

I have blood in my underpants.

It is the truth.

When it is dirty, you turn it over.

Lucia, push.

Push, come on! Come on, child.

- Push. - Make a good effort!

Come on, Lucia!

- Lucia, push. - Push.

- Come on. - Push.

- He doesn't push hard enough! - He doesn't want to.

Come on, Lucia!

- Come on! - Come on, child, push. Come on!

- He doesn't want to. - Push!

Lucia, come on!

Lucia.

Come on, Lucia, coming!

Come on, child! Come on!

Come on, you can do it!

I see the head!

Come on.

Come on.

Child, it's not like I have milk for both of us.

Good morning.

Lucia.

Dino.

Dino.

Ada.

He cries.

Are you crying because he died Or because he was married?

But what questions are you asking? You don't even know...

Well, at least she cries.

It doesn't cry at all.

Water comes out of her eyes.

I don't want to leave anymore.

I want to be here to help Lucia With her Antonia.

You have to go to study. Father has decided.

I can study here with him.

Father knows how to teach only to small children.

They let her out for an hour,

3 to 4 o'clock.

At the bar square.

Coming out, the second on the right.

They did not arrive in time.

Sorry.

Did you come all the way here by yourself?

Safe!

Safe!

Come.

Mom, the lady has sad eyes

Speak softly; she is a widow.

Do you have children?

Fortunately.

Morning.

Give me a drink.

Master,

Flavia.

Thank you.

Antonia.

Hello.

Mother has to go to work in the city.

But come back soon.