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Zecchini The master taught her to read books on old who had served his father and uncle Gervase, but when the girl’s grandmother took refuge on her knees, showing bored of the monotonous chant of the master, imploring the grace to return to his beloved children, the good woman once freed from the weight of the lesson, and sent back to the woods of the park free.
-What is education for those who have no home? Zecchini said it to, what many studies have served to my poor Stephen? if it was an ignorant, would still be with us.
-It is true! unfortunately it’s true! replied the Master, law, reason, science is powerless against brute force. Against the bayonets are not worth the cannons, and our people suffer the harsh tyranny without rivoltarsi.-L ‘man is a donkey … conducted with the halter and pushed with a stick, walking resigned as a true beast-soma. And after a sigh, he resumed:-However, education is the only weapon we have left. You have to learn to distinguish good from evil, intelligence and culture open all the roads, is a duty to educate all, not only men but also women. You are wrong to encourage the child to neglect the study ….
What is the least-happy childhood, interrupted the Magdalene, and who knows what fate is reserved in the future! … the few happy days are all earned.
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