Sicily, how rude!

   This past week I’ve had several reminders why I’m such an unwilling expat. Random encounters with rude and ignorant people who in their defensiveness are hurtful.  Living in small town Sicily every time I open my mouth it is painfully obvious that I am a foreigner ( here they don’t say, what a lovely accent, it’s…

Fellini inspired Kindergarden

I’ve recently had a strange first encounter with the Italian school system after taking my son Mattie to kindergarden. It was quite Felliniesque, which seems apt to life in Sicily really. I now understand where Federico Fellini got his off beat style, I think he simply took things from everyday life and put it under…

Teaching my son English

Since being back in Sicily my main concern amongst many others is making sure my two and a half year old son keeps speaking English. I’ve read several books about raising bi-lingual children, something which is easily achieved with a little bit of dedication. At this stage of development my son will pick up language…