When it is said a off day.
In my time, in the seventies, the worry for the one that “plays hookey” was to run into some teacher on the road.
We see now what can happen to a fifteen year-old boy that plays truant at Vicenza in the morning of November 29th 2010.
This boy gets up from the bed, he does breakfast and he thinks: “this morning I don’t feel like going to school, I will go to make a round trip in down town.”
He takes the bus but he doesn’t pay the ticket (the cost of the ticket for the urban net is Euro 1.20). The inspectors climb. They ask him the ticket, he doesn’t have it, they ask him the documents, it doesn’t have them. So the inspectors called the agents of the local police. He tries to escape but he is taken back and brought to the Command. The boy furnishes in a first moment false generalities. The end of this story?
His parents are tracked down and the little boy reenters to house, he have to pay a sanction for having climbed in bus without ticket, he will be report to the Tribunal of the Minor for having furnished false generalities.
I’m thinking about the fable of Pinocchio, about the fairy and the speaking cricket. I’m thinking about the happy ending of this fable. I hope that in the same way this boy concludes his experience.