你记得我曾花了多长时间教会你这些事吗?……”
dear son...
the day that you see me old and i am already not, have patience and try to understand me …
if i get dirty when eating… if i cannot dress… have patience.
remember the hours i spent teaching it to you.
if, when i speak to you, i repeat the same things thousand and one
times… do not interrupt me… listen to me
when you were small, i had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep…
when i do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold me…
remember when i had to chase you with thousand excuses i invented, in order that you wanted to bath…
when you see my ignorance on new technologies… give me the necessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile…
i taught you how to do so many things… to eat good, to dress well… to confront life…
when at some moment i lose the memory or the thread of our conversation… let me have the necessary time to remember… and if i cannot do it, do not become nervous… as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me…
