Read and listen to the fairy tale “Mr. Fallaninna” by Gianni Rodari
This evening we read together this beautiful and interesting fairy tale by Gianni Rodari, taken from the book “fables on the phone”
Giovanni Francesco Rodari, detto Gianni[1] (pronuncia Rodàri, /roˈdari/; Omegna, 23 ottobre 1920 – Roma, 14 aprile 1980), è stato uno scrittore, pedagogista, giornalista e poeta italiano. È l’unico scrittore italiano ad aver vinto il Premio Hans Christian Andersen (1970). (leggi ancora)
Let’s read together
Mr. Fallaninna was very delicate, but so delicate that if a centipede walked on the wall he didn’t
could sleep by the noise, and if an ant dropped a grain of sugar it would leap to its feet
scared and shouted: – Help, the earthquake.
Of course he could not suffer the children, the thunderstorms and the motorcycles, but most of all he was bothered by the dust under his feet, so he never even walked in the house, but he was carried in his arms by a very robust servant.
This servant was called William and from morning to night Mr. Fallaninna covered him with
Shrills: Piano, Guglielmo, does well plan, otherwise I break. Never to walk became more and more fat, and the more fat it became, the more it became delicate. Even the calluses on William’s hands bored him.
But William, how many times do I have to tell you that to bring me you have to put on your gloves.
William snorted and barely slipped into certain gloves that would go wide to a hippo.
But Mr. Fallaninna was heavier every day and poor William sweated in winter as in the summer, and once it occurred to him: What would happen if I threw Mr. Fallaninna down from the balcony?
It happened that just that day Mr. Fallaninna had put on a white linen dress and when William threw him off the balcony he fell on a fly poop and made a spot on his trousers.
To see her, it took the lens, but Fallaninna was so delicate that she died of sorrow.
