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   July 5, 2024 at 6:10 pm

   Here, for your leisure are two stories Joshua wrote today for his homework.  They were written in Italian and i have translated them vis googlebot. .  My favourite is the first.  J. says he thinks the second is better because of the descriptions. I thought they might be nice ‘postcards’ from ‘other civilisation’ for you to read when in ‘civilisation’…

   The Strangest Labyrinth of All

   In an enchanted garden, there was a labyrinth surrounded by a mysterious and fascinating atmosphere. Inside there were some statues, which at nightfall seemed to come to life, moving gracefully among the centuries-old trees around. The reflection of the moon on the water of the fountain in the center created plays of light that seemed to dance on the walls of the labyrinth, adding a magical touch to the environment.
   While exploring the garden, I came across an extraordinary little man. He was barely the height of a child, but his appearance was anything but childish. He wore a huge purple turban on his head and his silk trousers were gathered sloppily at his ankles. What was most striking was his beard, a delicate blue that seemed to shine with its own light.
   This strange individual explained to me that he was the guardian of the labyrinth, a mysterious and wise being who knew several ancient secrets. He told me of a magical sword forged by a powerful wizard, capable of opening dimensional rifts through dark forests and gloomy swamps. The sword was the only key to access unknown and dangerous worlds, populated by fantastic creatures and powerful spells. To enter the world where the sword was located, one had to cross the waters of the fountain in the center of the labyrinth.
   He offered me to follow him into the labyrinth, to enter a magical world, full of strange creatures and even more incredible adventures. At first I was skeptical, but eventually my thirst for knowledge got the better of me, and I decided to follow him, attracted by the promise of extraordinary adventures and incredible discoveries. Along the way, we encountered fantastic creatures, such as dancing goblins and glowing unicorns, that populated the world beyond the body of water. The labyrinth continually transformed, revealing secret passages and hidden chambers filled with magical treasures.
   We had crossed the border between reality and fantasy, immersing ourselves in an epic journey through enchanted worlds and breathtaking landscapes. The labyrinth turned out to be the starting point of an extraordinary adventure, in search of the legendary sword that was in the possession of a powerful wizard.

   One of the Best Memories of the Summer

   The sun, an orange fireball, slowly dipped into the sea, painting the sky in shades of pink, purple, and yellow. The warm sand caressed my bare feet, while the sound of the waves crashing on the shore created a soothing melody. I was sitting there, by the sea, with my best friend Andrea, watching the breathtaking spectacle of the sunset.
   It was the last evening of our summer vacation. A summer spent between days at the seaside, laughter and carefreeness. A summer that would forever remain etched in my memory as one of the best times of my life.
   As I watched the sun disappear over the horizon, a sense of nostalgia enveloped me. I knew that the next day I would have to return home, to my daily routine, and leave behind the freedom and happiness of those carefree days.
   Andrea, noticing my silence, put a hand on my shoulder. “Don’t be sad,” he told me with a smile. “The summer is over, but the memories we made together will last forever.”
   He was right. Even though the summer was coming to an end, the memories of those happy times would stay with me forever. Memories that I could relive whenever I needed, simply by closing my eyes and imagining the warmth of the sun on my skin, the sound of the sea and Andrea’s laughter.
   In that moment, I understood that the most important thing about summer was not the days of sun and sea, but the emotions I felt in those moments. And I would have carried those emotions with me forever, like a precious treasure to keep in my heart.
   As the sky turned dark blue and the first stars began to shine, I said to Andrea: “You’re right. The memories of this summer are the best gift I could have received.”
   We were there, sitting by the sea, two friends united by a sincere friendship and an unforgettable summer. A summer that taught us that true happiness is not made of material things, but of special moments shared with the people we love.

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