Louis Giussani
Imagine a mountain village, a few decades ago. A single trail connects the village to the country's largest, down to the valley. There is no permanent doctor, but there is a town with a mayor. They all live in the woods, a few chickens, some cows, no link with the world. A village closed degraded. In the only home some 'good of the country a family is coming from the city to settle. A very distinguished man and a woman, two children. They are very kind, but the whole village is portrayed in front of them. Spy on them when they pass through the cracks of the blinds, the little shop in the one country will not accept any kind of conversation, no one greets them. It happens one day that an inhabitant of the country is injured seriously. The lady is a doctor and trying in every way until his complete recovery. So the ice is broken and gradually, very slowly, not so much a harmony is created with words, but a practical harmony. He also makes himself available to every need a chimney is broken, a machine to be repaired ... the gentleman of the city always knows how to intervene. "It will be an engineer," they say to each other in the country. He was always in the evening in the only inn in the village where men were playing cards wrapped in a cloud of smoke. And, at first, he stood there watching, then in packing-General would be able to play too, and the village men discover that is also a great player. So, after some week that was the family's favorite country. One Sunday, while they were playing cards, stops to tell about when she traveled to the Land of Fire and all were standing there with papers in hand and pipe in his mouth to hear him, for he spoke in a charming manner, he knew an infinity of things. At one point, the oldest of all pulls out his pipe from his mouth, lays down cards and says
'Look, you have to answer to our curiosity. Many of us say you are an engineer, many say that you're a scientist, others say other things. But who are you? How can you be so good in everything, to know so much? ".
Then he says: "Friends, now that we really I can tell you in confidence. But you must not betray me, because a number of reasons for my position is sensitive in respect of the law, and if you knew that they would arrest me I'm here now. I am the king of Portugal, in exile. "
No one in the inn there is doubt in the mind of this answer: his answer imaginable, it fits his type of person.
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