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God's Mountain This is a story told by a boy in his thirteenth year, recorded in his secret diary His life is about to change his world, about to open He lives in Montedidio God s Mountain a cluster of alleys in the heart of Naples He brings a paycheck home every Saturday from Mast Errico s carpentry workshop where he sweeps the floor He is on his way to becoming a man his boy s voice is abandoning him His wooden boomerang is neither toy nor tool, but something in between Then there is Maria, the thirteen year old girl who lives above him and, like so many girls, is wiser than he She carries the burden of a secret life herself She ll speak to him for the first time this summer There is also his friendship with a cobbler named Rafaniello, a Jewish refugee who has escaped the horrors of the Holocaust, who has no idea how long he s been on this earth, and who is said to sprout wings for a blessed few It is , a young man s summer of discovery A time for a boy with innocent hands and a pure heart to look beyond the ordinary in everyday things to see the far reaching landscape, and all of its possibilities, from a rooftop terrace on God s Mountain 1960s, Naples The crammed neighborhood of Montedidio, where there s not enough room to spit between your feet, is the set of De Luca s I narration of a 13 year old boy In transition to adulthood He s working as a carpenter and writing his days on a roll of paper that a printer gave him He does not write in the Neapolitan dialect that his family speaks but in the Italian he learned at school, because it s quiet I can put down what happens every day, sheltered from the noise of the Neapoli 1960s, Naples The crammed neighborhood of Montedidio, where there s not enough room to spit between your feet, is the set of De Luca s I narration of a 13 year old boy In transition to adulthood He s working as a carpenter and writing his days on a roll of paper that a printer gave him He does not write in the Neapolitan dialect that his family speaks but in the Italian he learned at school, because it s quiet I can put down what happens every day, sheltered from the noise of the Neapolitan 2 On his birthday, his father gives him a boomerang He practices throwing it from the building s roofs Here he meets Maria, his same age While the strength of his arm, with which he throws the boomerang, grows, so does his love for Maria It s am in Neapolitan, with two ms instead of one as in standard Italian , explains the girl, because this way it s tougher,real 74 His mother dies, his father looses vitality He befriends don Rafaniello his nickname from having red hair like a ravanello, a radish He s a shoemaker He s an angel He comes from a northern country that lost all his children 20 Poland Over there, his name was Rav Daniel While travelling to Jerusalem at the end of WWII, Rafaniello ended on the wrong God s mountain , Montedidio, in Naples Not much difference, after all, because Naples is a city of blood, like Jerusalem 72 , he says So, he decided to stay To make shoes for the children who were running barefoot on the streets of Naples Now he repairs shoes for the poor, for free He s waiting that his wings, hidden in his hump, spread and take him to Jerusalem, to fulfill a prophecy he was given in a dream On New Year s Eve, on Montedidio s roofs, with a crunching of bones the boomerang breaks away 167 and leads the way for Rafaniello, who spreads his wings wide in the blaze of the fireworks And suddenly, from the throat of the narrator, a donkey s braying that rips from my lungs 168 His voice mutates from adolescence to adulthood I shout, and there isn t enough room for my shout on my whole scroll of paper or even in the sky above Montedidio 168.Read the rest of my review here Montedidio, Erri De Luca This is a story told by a boy in his thirteenth year, recorded in his secret diary His life is about to change his world, about to open He lives in Montedidio God s Mountain a cluster of alleys in the heart of Naples He brings a paycheck home every Saturday from Mast Errico s carpentry workshop where he sweeps the floor He is on his way to becoming a man his boy s voice is abandoning him His wooden boomerang is neither toy nor tool, but something in between Then t Montedidio, Erri De Luca This is a story told by a boy in his thirteenth year, recorded in his secret diary His life is about to change his world, about to open He lives in Montedidio God s Mountain a cluster of alleys in the heart of Naples He brings a paycheck home every Saturday from Mast Errico s carpentry workshop where he sweeps the floor He is on his way to becoming a man his boy s voice is abandoning him His wooden boomerang is neither toy nor tool, but something in between Then there is Maria, the thirteen year old girl who lives above him and, like so many girls, is wiser than he She carries the burden of a secret life herself She ll speak to him for the first time this summer There is also his friendship with a cobbler named Rafaniello, a Jewish refugee who has escaped the horrors of the Holocaust, who has no idea how long he s been on this earth, and who is said to sprout wings for a blessed few It is 1963, a young man s summer of discovery A time for a boy with innocent hands and a pure heart to look beyond the ordinary in everyday things to see the far reaching landscape, and all of its possibilities, from a rooftop terrace on God s Mountain 2004 1382 170 9643057046 21 I got up at 5 this morning and my first thought was not getting back to sleep but finishing the book Well I ve done that and now I have that particular feeling of ending a good book, loving the book, the people, the words and at the same time feeling a void That feeling of not wanting to leave And that is it, I do not want to leave, I want to readeventhough Erri had warned and consoled me about this right in the story itselfWhen you get homesick, it s not something missing, it s so I got up at 5 this morning and my first thought was not getting back to sleep but finishing the book Well I ve done that and now I have that particular feeling of ending a good book, loving the book, the people, the words and at the same time feeling a void That feeling of not wanting to leave And that is it, I do not want to leave, I want to readeventhough Erri had warned and consoled me about this right in the story itselfWhen you get homesick, it s not something missing, it s something present, a visit People and places from far away arrive and keep you company for a while That was a good antidote to the Vesaas the opposite of melodrama, everything described simply and directly It s also a nice antidote to the constant discourse of merit based on suffering, a whole other way of writing on the left This book is about ordinary people, their lives, their problems, the details, all described with the kind of love that you can produce when you want to be with people instead of denouncing them This book says people, their lives, their stories, are worth something, a That was a good antidote to the Vesaas the opposite of melodrama, everything described simply and directly It s also a nice antidote to the constant discourse of merit based on suffering, a whole other way of writing on the left This book is about ordinary people, their lives, their problems, the details, all described with the kind of love that you can produce when you want to be with people instead of denouncing them This book says people, their lives, their stories, are worth something, and that s why we write them and that s why we read them Suffering is, it exists, and we depict it, but it s not what makes us good or bad And it s certainly not how we earn the privilege of having our experiences treated with dignity

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