Tag: sicily

My Sicily Italy

31 viale della Regione Nicolsi is where I lived ! I loved this house, It was a nice town about 35 minutes from the Naval base. I just pulled it up minutes ago on Google maps/satellite. When I navigate up the street on the left side I get a shot of the side rails and balcony ! It is so neat ! It made me cry seeing my Spain and my old house in Sicily. I remember skating around it downstairs. We lived on the upper level.  It had a huge balcony that rapped around half way. Our neighbors right to the left of us Franco and his family, were like family to us. I had a lot of fun times and I spent a lot of time with my sister.   I hope my sister and brother will show their children our childhood homes in Europe. (oh my gosh my brother was a new born baby, he will get a kick out of it) I feel blessed to have had such a wonderful experience.  I was between the ages of 7-9   years old.  I will have to confirm that with my mom, however I’m pretty sure.


Do We Know All of History, Philosophy, Ecology?

Somewhere along the way we may not truly understand everything we were taught or learned in school.  We read life long works written by the great philosophers, people in history that paved the way for how humanity operates today, or the nature structure of the animal kingdom. Through the years we forget, or simply ignore making the difference or connections.

I was poring sparkling water and mixing it with pomegranate juice ( I like to do that with a lot of juices) and I immediately thought of my friend and old roommate in Jacksonville, Fl who use to mix seltzer and cranberry juice.   My discovery of sparkling  water and fruit sodas originated many years ago when I lived in Sicily.    In Spain, where I was born,  my favorite carbonated fruit drink is  Kas naranja or limon and my aunt’s wonderful cooking.  I enjoy eating her food more than going tapa hopping around town. I spent a tremendous amount of time with her this past May and she cooked amazing, healthy meals everyday.  I always have a smile when I think of food and beverages I enjoy.

The memory of my history of soda got me thinking, to reflect back and think of who my influences were.  It is making the connection, remembering its origination and connecting the dots.  I think people have lost there way of critical thinking.  Our history, wars, film, music,  re account what we have seen, read, heard.  I think we owe it to people who died, spent their life work examining and finding the truths and improvements, a better outcome of our humanity.  Things are re-presented, repackaged to us through stories in film, books, music, and we forget or ignore it all.  History has a profound wealth of wisdom, however, there are things that need to be re examined and tweaked, like how Washington D.C. runs, and the great thing is that we have the original interpretation of our Constitution.  Through the years there have been revisions and we need to eliminate those revisions like the Patriot Act .  History fought for Racism, gender, sexuality, and we still ignore it all.  We are free to be who we are, isn’t that what people before us fought for?

Martin Luther King fought for everyone, if one race is oppressed, we all are!  He was a visionary and saw the control government had and still has.  He stood for all, for every walk of life, and sadly people still think it was only for the African Americans.  Not one class, one race, one sexual orientation rules, civil rights is for all.

My Life Story In Segments (3)

My Dad had chosen orders to Sigonella Sicily again. I attended grades (9-11) at Stephen Decatur High School.  This time when we arrived we stayed at the Hotel Bonaccorsi we stayed there for a little while while we attended school. After about 6 months we moved to a town called Motta.  After about a year and a half, we eventually moved to Naval Housing which was across the street from the Naval base I.  It was beautiful country and a beautiful experience for a teenager.  This was my family’s 2nd  tour in Sicily.

My Life Story In Segments (1)

After I was born in Spain my dad, mother and I did a tour in Japan. What does that say for my mom, a native Spanish woman traveling and living in Japan.   Too bad that I was little, I would have loved to have had that experience.  I did grade (k-2) in Spain then  (3-5) in Sigonella, Sicily.  We lived in a town called Nicolosi ,  (Google map/earth) it was maybe an hour from Mount Etna.  The Villa we lived in was gated, it was two story but we resided on the top floor it had a huge stair case that led to the top  layer of the upper  house, it had a huge upstairs balcony,the bottom house was not occupied. The bottom floor (yard) was tiled mainly, the back of the house had a maze walkway with a well, some fruit trees, it was just fun and dreamy.   I use to roller skate on it.  I remember the pasta and pizza, I loved the pasta, pizza and the natural sparkling water.

Then my family and I moved to Pensacola, Florida.  The US is very wide and spread open, in Europe roads are smaller, walking was very common in Europe, however in the States  you need a vehicle 80% of the time to go places.  I vaguely remember this time period, but I have moments, like when we were in New Orleans and I had grits for the first time.  I remember the American television being different from Spain, more channels and lots of funny shows.  There seem to be some awareness of the differences in geography, America is very spread out wide roads, a lot of places are driving distance.