Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Here's another Italian dog. I'm still ill but trying to work the program here as well as I can.
I used to read a lot of Russian novels and characters have a habit of calling any old lady they happen to encounter "Mother" or "Mama"--the kind of old lady who gets called "Mamma" by strangers is typically a big-boned peasant woman for whom you have no respect but you make a vague condescending gesture to her extreme old age by not bludgeoning her, even though her cluelessness might dictate that you do so.
I was called "Mamma" twice in Italy--but strangers, of course. It was starting but oh so accurate: I am the quintessential "peasant mamma" who might still be squatting in a potato field in Eastern Europe. I suspect that at my age if I weighed 50 pounds less, I would be, not "Mamma" but "Madama" or "Signora".