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For a special event you need a special cake.
I got my recipe from a foodblogger of mine I love the best : Enrica alias Chiarapassion.
Her amazing blog has tons of incredible repices and, when I need surprising menu, I always go there.
My special occasion is Linda’s graduation after her year in an Americal high school. I wish I could have sat first raw with my eyes glistering with tears being a proud mum. She faced her wonderful and sometimes difficult year acting with determitation, being brave, curious and finding beauty everywhere. She left her comfort zone to achieve her dreams. She learned so many things , she got a new amazing family, new friends, new culture, new way to look at things but, above all, she acquired new awareness : Your only limit is you.
A cup of tea, a slice of cake in front of a desktop admiring Linda’s graduation day : a new unforgettable memory time of this icredible 2016/2017.
….but I’m gonna tell you about this in my next post.
…in the end I could not resist and I gave in to my daughter “repeated ” request to go and meet her in the Unites States. My curiosity to travel and visit a State I’ve never been before and, above all, my desire to meet Linda in a place that means so much to her now and to hug her after months I’ve been missing her,brought me to the decision to get my passport ready. Together with my mum who without any doubt decided to join me in this adventure, we flew to United States of America.
First stop in Chicago but…I’m gonna tell you about this later on .
and then we flew straight away to ….IOWA !
I was so thrilled. Meeting her, hugging her tight and feeling she was so close to me after so many months without her is a breath-taking experience; I felt dazed and in need of time to observe, understand and admire where my beautiful teen-ager , the same girl I would have kissed and choked some months before , is now in front of me with her loveliness in a foreign country, speaking a different language, a different culture and , even thought, she was at her’s ease.
oh yes… she is at her’s ease living a new life in a “remote”state above all the American States , together with people she has never met before;even thought, I can guarantee you, they make you feel at home in a while. I had never met Linda’s host family before, except for some mails, I had never spoken to them but, as soon as we looked into each other’s eyes it was as we have always been friends and knew each others. Just the time to load our suitcases into their incredible large car and we felt we were part of that new world too. This has never happened to me. I could immediatly feel their sincere love for Linda and their true welcome to us and I understood in a while why Linda is so in loved with her host family, why she keeps on saying that they are so special and I can feel what an incredible amazing year she is living right now.
…..and, for all this, I will always be grateful to all of them.
The Iowa is the 29th federal State of the Unites States of America. The official state name is ” State of Iowa” , and it comes from a Native Amercian tribe , the IOWA , of Sioux strain who lived in these lands until 1836, when they voluntarily left it to the United States and retired to Oklahoma.
There are many lakes and the landscape is flat or slightly undulating. Its territory is rich in mining resources, even though the most significant part in the state economy is represented by agriculture : corn, hay, aots, sugar beet, grain and fruit occupy even 75% of the surface of the state. Another important resource is the pig and cattle farm.
A traditional barn of a Mennonite Community in Iowa.
Ok… I don’t want to bore you so I’m stopping here but ….at the very soonest I’m gonna tell you about the most exciting and fashinating event for the American senior in high school : the PROM !
“Sometimes I always think of you”
Six months have gone away since you have left,
I miss your creating chaos,
your contagious confusion,
I miss even your long faces and bad mood,
your bizarre notions and your noise,
our car journey,
our afternoon together,
your sulking expression in front of a meal which was’t the expected one ….
…I ‘m missing everything about you; every single moment but I’m so proud of you, of how you are living your American experience , how you are getting stronger and stronger, so proud of your trace in someone else living and I’m starting my countdown dreaming of the day I’ll be hugging you untill your chaos will be finally back home.
Miss you baby.