I got this email from a dear friend and had to share it through blog....
so here we go:
Italian Kids vs. American Kids
American kids:
Move out when they're 18 with the full support of their parents.
Italian kids:
Move out when they're 28, having saved enough money for a house,
and are two weeks away from getting married...
unless there's room in the basement for the newlyweds.
American Kids:
When their Mom visits them, she brings a Bundt cake, and you sip coffee and chat.
Italian kids:
When their Mom visits them, she brings 3 days worth of food, begins to tidy up,dust, do
the laundry, and rearrange the furniture.
American kids:
Their dads always call before they come over to visit them,
and it's usually only on special occasions.
Italian kids:
Are not at all fazed when their dads show up, unannounced,
on a Saturday morning at 8:00,
and starts pruning the fruit trees. If there are no fruit trees,
he'll plant some.
American kids:
Always pay retail, and look in the Yellow Pages when they need to
have something done.
Italian Kids:
Call their dad or uncle, and ask for another dad's or uncle's
phone number to get it done...cash deal. Know what I mean?
American kids:
Will come over for cake and coffee, and get only cake and coffee. No more.
Italian kids:
Will come over for cake and coffee, and get antipasto, wine, a pasta dish,
a choice of two meats, salad, bread, a cannoli, fruit, espresso,
and a few after dinner drinks.
American kids:
Will greet you with 'Hello' or 'Hi'..
Italian kids:
Will give you a big hug, a kiss on your cheek, and a pat on your back.
American kids:
Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
Italian kids:
Call your parents Mom and Dad.
American kids:
Have never seen you cry.
Italian kids:
Cry with you.!
American kids:
Borrow your stuff for a few days and then return it.
Italian kids:
Keep your stuff so long, they forget it's yours.
American kids:
Will eat at your dinner table and leave.
Italian kids:
Will spend hours there, talking, laughing, and just being together.
American kids:
Know few things about you.
Italian kids:
Could write a book with direct quotes from you.
American kids:
Eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on soft mushy white bread.
Italian kids:
Eat Genoa Salami and Provolone sandwiches on crusty Italian bread.
American kids:
Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.
Italian kids:
Will kick the whole crowds' ass that left you behind.
American kids:
Are for a while.
Italian kids:
Are for life.
American kids:
Enjoy Rod Stewart, and NSync.
Italian kids:
Enjoy Tony Bennett, and Sinatra.
American kids:
Think that being Italian is cool.
Italian kids:
Know that being Italian is cool.
American kids:
Will ignore this...
Italian kids:
Will copy and paste this and blog about it themselves
(just like I did)!
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