I have been dreaming of going to Italy ever since I learned that such a place with a very nice name exists. I first read about Italy when I was six-years old on a moth-eaten book called "The Land I Call Home" which is lying around the basement of our house. It was just a small book with an approximate of twelve pages in it with colored and clearly illustrated pictures perhaps to entice and prevent the kid to throw it in the waste bin. I was fascinated about Italy because as shown in the book, it's a place filled with huge
pasta restaurants and during those times, only bolognese, lasagna, pizza and spaghetti are food that I want to eat aside from burger and chicken.
When I went to secondary school and my love for pizza started to wane, because I switched to salads; and I had a classmate named Arduino whose family recently came to San Francisco from Milan. We became good buddies since no one wants to play with a geeky kid which is me, and a boy who speaks poor English which is him; we study together, eat lunch together usually swapping my corned beef sandwich for his fettucini and walk home together. Being good friends, we sometimes borrow books and toys from each other. Rhere was even a time that he forgot to give me back my remote controlled car. As a mater of fact he wasn't able to return it anymore because they moved back to Milan after three months of wandering here in the U.S.
Arduino is an Italian name which is actually being used now to christen children born here in the States. It actually depicts a brave friend according to the
quick Internet search that I made last night checking websites like Google and Ask Jeeves. I guess my friend isn't brave enough for not to return my toy car; and I also think that he's lucky because I'll be hunting him for my car as soon as I place my shoes on Milan.
