20 Mar 2006, 7:16pm
The Man Who Shouted Teresa
by Italo Calvino
I stepped off the pavement, walked backwards a few paces looking up, and, from the middle of the street, brought my hands to my mouth to make a megaphone, and shouted toward the top stories of the block: "Teresa!" My shadow took fright at the moon and huddled at my feet. Someone walked by. Again I shouted: "Teresa!" The man came up to me and said: "If you do not shout louder she will not hear you. Let's both try. So: count to three, on three we shout together." And he said: "One, two, three." And we both yelled, "Tereeeesaaa!" A small group of friends passing by on their way back from the theater or the caf
Current Mood: Happy Indeed!
Current Music: None
by Italo Calvino
I stepped off the pavement, walked backwards a few paces looking up, and, from the middle of the street, brought my hands to my mouth to make a megaphone, and shouted toward the top stories of the block: "Teresa!" My shadow took fright at the moon and huddled at my feet. Someone walked by. Again I shouted: "Teresa!" The man came up to me and said: "If you do not shout louder she will not hear you. Let's both try. So: count to three, on three we shout together." And he said: "One, two, three." And we both yelled, "Tereeeesaaa!" A small group of friends passing by on their way back from the theater or the caf
Current Mood: Happy Indeed!
Current Music: None
