The Italy Diaries: Chapter One–“How to impress kids on the first day of school”

If you’ve read the “who am I” section of my blog, you’d know by now that I lived in Italy for 3 years of my life. From 4th to 6th grade, I attended a private school where my mother taught English. I remember everything fondly. The other day I was scavenging through some old junk and in a box, I found three gems. Three of my very old “Italy diaries,” which I totally forgot existed. In one of the diaries, every page is perfume scented. Not a lot has changed.

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