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The Gondola Walker
A whisper crossed the air
in the middle of the never-ending silence of a Venetian night. It seemed to be the wind, circulating between
the apparently sleeping floating gondolas close to San Marco’s square.
But even if sometimes the wind plays piano,
moving one gondola after another up and down,
it wasn’t the wind,
but it a child learning to play the notes of a
walking from one gondola
into the next one,
playing a symphony.
As would each gondola be
a piano key.
While the canals were
the piano strings,
all parts of a mysterious
Playing long after the
afternoon is gone.
A piano also called,
The Venetian Lagoon.
Francesco was, after his
long day at the gondolier school, sitting on the canal side, watching the
gondolas, as he noticed a whisper.
“Can there be a smaller
wind inside a bigger wind? A child wind?
Why are the gondolas
moving as if they would be playing a song, if there is no wind at all and the
current seems quiet? Why are they moving at all?”
With his peripheral vision
he saw a blue flowery dress passing close to him and black child-hairs flying
like shadows over his gondola.
Francesco was almost half
asleep sitting on the canal side after his long day learning for the last one
of his uncountable exams at the gondolier school.
He thought he was
dreaming, hearing a whispered Gondolier song, ‘Barcarole.’
“I should go home”, said Francesco to himself.
“It is late and I am daydreaming after
the sun already went down.”
Allegra, the child,
stopped walking around and whispered:
“Ciao Francesco! Ciao Francesco!”
At the moment she saw him
standing up, herself running away before he could turn his head far enough to
see her, she whispered:
“Go to bed Francesco, sleep
well, your final exam is soon. Mine too.”
Six months, over 400 hours
of instruction: Sailing law, English, perfect
knowledge of Venice’s canals and landmarks.
testing Francesco’s physical endurance, navigational skills, knowledge of Venice’s
culture and sights.
Francesco was nervous
about his final exam to become a Gondolier.
Six months, over 400 hours
of learning, while Francesco was learning.
Allegra was lucky and happy about Francesco’s successes; many Gondola
Walkers’ Mentors did not come so far.
Nervous about the final
exam to become a Gondola Walker, Allegra trained a little bit more inside the Silence
of the Venetian night, walking from one Gondola onto a next one, creating
melodies inside the silence of a Venetian night.
Learning day after day
after day, for months, Francesco couldn’t believe he was shortly facing his
In the past, ...
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