Giuseppe felt out of place. Several months earlier he’d come from his home in Italy to see his daughter and meet his three grandchildren for the first time. It hadn’t worked out well. His grandchildren couldn’t speak Italian and he couldn’t speak English. After the initial excitement of the first meeting tension simmered.
Still, he maintained a positive attitude. With his daughter – now a solo mother – at work he was left to mind the grandchildren during the day. It was summer. They took advantage of him, especially the oldest who was fourteen. Giuseppe suspected, gauging things from the tone, that some of the English words used at him were not the politest.
Now with the summer over and the grandchildren back at school, Giuseppe set sail for home!
Weave a Web 
I heard that Giuseppe himself swore like a sailor. Perhaps it was for the best that the kids didn’t speak Italian.
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He could have home schooled them.
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I hear that’s all the rage these days.
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They say that home schooling is a good way to prevent brain-washing.
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Who would want that?
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That Giuseppe! What a guy!
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I don’t know what to say about this one, BA! Perhaps simmering will clear my thoughts.
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The length of simmering depends I believe on the ingredients – and in this case the ingredients are not particularly spectacular.
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