When my roommates and I got to Pisciotta, we were lucky to have one of the best apartments that there was. We then found out that our neighbor who lived below us was the most adorable old lady ever. The first day that we got there and we were unpacking, we head our doorbell ring. We opened the door, and there was a little old lady standing there with a bowl of pears and apricots. She spoke in a thick dialect, but I was able to understand most of what she was saying. She was giving us fruit because we’re new neighbors and she told us that her name was Rosa. Every few days of so, she would come back and give us eggs, or pears, or apricots. She was the best. One day, we were trying to cook, but weren’t sure how to turn on the stove. So, I went down to her apartment and asked her for help. She came up, showed us, and then did a little celebratory dance with us when she lit the stove. Whenever she was outside, she’d talk to us in her dialect, ask us about the sea, tell us about her life, sing, dance… We couldn’t get enough of her! Sometimes, in the morning, we would hear her cooing at the mourning doves that were outside. She’s definitely a one in a million person, and I wish I could take her with me. She’d make the best little old neighbor. Without a doubt, one of my favorite people that I met in Pisciotta.
Published by Una Vagabonda
Hi everyone! Elementary K - 6 and TEFL Certified. Taught K-2 in Istanbul 2013-2016. Moved back stateside in 2016. Taught 3rd grade for three years, and now moving onto 5th math and science to 5th graders in Florida at a Title 1 school. Studied abroad in a little town in Italy called Pisciotta summer 2012. Best time of my life. Studied in Urbino, the town where Rafaello was born, for the the fall semester of 2012. Stayed with my husband and his family in Istanbul, Turkey for the rest of the summer of 2012 and returned 2013 after graduating. Learning Turkish in my spare time. Cat mom of two spazzy fluff balls. View all posts by Una Vagabonda