The country of liars
There was a time, / I wonder of the parties, / the land of liars. / In this country anyone / spoke the truth, / do not call her by her name-not even the chicory: / the lie was mandatory. / When the sun comes / c ' was now a ready / to say: "What a beautiful sunset!" / In the evening, the moon / was lighter / a lighthouse / people complained: / "Ohibò that dark night, / we do not see anything ". / If you laughed compatible: /" Poor devil, sin, / that will never happen / bad? "/ If you cry," What kind original, / always happy, always celebrating. / Must have the millions in the head " . / They called the water wine / chair, coffee table / and all the words / the tipped her going. / were not allowed to do otherwise, / but there were so accustomed / who understood the same. / One day in that country happened to a poor little man / that the code of liars / she had never read, And without so much / it would go around / day by calling the day / pear and pear / and did not say a word / that were not true. / Overnight / did seize / dall'acchiappacani / and close to the asylum. / "E 'mad as a hatter: / always tells the truth." / "No, but away, but go ..."/ "Word of honor: / is an interesting case, / will come from far away / five hundred and a professor / to study the brain ..."/ The strange disease / was described in thirty episodes / the "Journal of the lie". / Finally, content / curiosity People / Man-who-said-the-truth / he was exposed to payment and in the "garden zoo-illogical" / (although that name had been reversed ... ) / in a cage of reinforced concrete. / Imagine the crowd. / But this does not affect. / most amazing thing, / infectious disease turned out, / and a bit 'at a time throughout the city / spread the bacillus / of truth. / Doctors, policemen, authority / tried everything possible / to curb the epidemic. / But no, nothing to do. / from oldest to youngest / people now say / bread in the bread and wine to wine / white white, black to black / freed the prisoner / lo elesse presidente,/ e chi non mi crede/ non ha capito niente.
(Gianni Rodari, Le favole a rovescio ).
(Gianni Rodari, Le favole a rovescio ).
Ci piace citare ancora Rodari nei giorni in cui due “pedagogisti” di spessore parlano della scuola pubblica.
L’una la Mastrocola suggerendo nel suo ultimo libro una scuola a tre livelli : per gli irrecuperabili, per il ceto medio, per i veri talenti, facendola once and for all with the excesses and lax inspired by Don Milani Rodari the second, Silvio Berlusconi, pledging to fight against the state school (but it is also chairman of the Council that he that the school represents, promotes, such as protection pillar of society.?) where teachers inculcate principles contrary to those of their parents.
Combating public school to defend freedom of choice of families, children are their parents' only private property and not citizens of this country, the parents choose destiny and future, of course, each according to his ability to pay.
The school of the Constitution? a useless trinket, defended only by those radical chic that have recently filled the Italian squares.
And the Minister of Education, challenged by the words of the Prime Minister resigns outraged? No, but it explains, justifies, the gloss of the head thought: "The thought of someone who wants to read in the words of Prime Minister an attack on public school is the son of mistaken opposition between public school and private school "!!!!.
Public school is the place where Italy builds and build its future: difendiamola!
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