"Fragola"
was the first Italian word I learned, and it proved to be very useful in the fruit market on the way to class. When I first went, I asked confidently for my favorite fruit, strawberries. Then I pointed at the ripe, red cherries, saying "Vorrei..." (I'd like). The owner filled my lack for a word by offering "ciliege." Every morning, I visited him to get a bag of fruit for breakfast. I walked out with a brown paper bag that had "arrivederci e grazie" printed on it. I walked to the Atrium eating the strawberries, cherries, nectarines, kiwis, bananas, or whatever I had chosen that day. Not only were the fruits the freshest I have ever tasted, they begged to be photographed. Such vibrant colors, such juicy insides, such perfect shapes... |
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Ciliege |
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