This is a little list I made trying
to explain what is about England that I love so much. It’s not everything, of
course, but I wrote about the first five things that came into my mind. I hope
you won’t find it that boring.
#1 Jane Austen.
I’d say that my love for this
Country started with studying English literature, and Jane Austen was the first
author that truly caught my attention. I read all of her books, even the
unfinished once. I admire her deeply and she’s one of my heroine, as she called
her own characters. If I start talking about her and her books, I would
probably never shut up. So I will just say that her mind was one of a kind and
those who think that she has written only girly novels, well, they are making a
very big mistake.
#2 The Beatles.
How could they not be in this post?
They were the first boy band that has ever walked this earth, and they were
good. Brilliant, I’d say. But stopping at their appearance wouldn’t give them
justice: they were amazing people and their songs were clever and never, ever
superficial. Their career is so much more than funny hairstyles and fangirling.
Each of them hid a peculiar personality and a fascinating soul. My advice is to
watch some of the documentaries that were made about them. It’s worthwhile.
#3 Danny Boyle.
#4 Tea.
My obsession over tea started when I
went to London and brought back a box of “Afternoon Tea”. Unfortunately, I
recently discovered it expired a while ago, but in the meanwhile I collected a
good amount of other kinds of tea. I just love it. I usually drink it before
going to sleep, it calms down and it creates a cozy and warm atmosphere. I
don’t know what it is about tea, or maybe there’s something odd about me and my
weird way of seeing things and be influenced by them. Either way, my life will
be always surrounded by tea. That’s a fact.
#5 People.
This is a weird thing to say, but I
love English people. Every single time I went to London, I was shocked by the
kindness and respect they had. Italian people are not like that at all. They
get irritated by every little thing and it’s easier to hear something spiteful
about this or that, than to hear them apologizing for bumping into you. Not
everyone is like that, of course, but it’s rare to find someone gentle. And I’m
not the only Italian girl who was so surprised by English manners, therefore I
think it’s not something only I noticed.
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