The year was 2006. Now I'm definitely feeling more calm and relieved, at least in terms of school integration. The early work of the tutors, they were hard, tiring and demanding, even if they, in truth, I did not weigh anything, confessed to me a few years later. There were incidents of detention and melee between the teacher and Raffa Annalina, the latter fought with the "tooth and nail" to be able to get the better of him. Beyond the diagnosis and the problems involved, there was a strong tendency to Raffaele challenge anyone to put a strain on patience and tolerance. It was an oppositional-defiant attitude, even amplified by the long stay out of his house, the contradictions in place against it since I was small, had led him to internalize anything that could be obtained simply "by whim." So now he understood perfectly that her grandmother would have shocked and terrified certainly capitulated to his dramatized the "Mario Merola. He learned to reason with the logic that everything can be achieved through blackmail, deception or underhanded addure pretexts. On the other hand had always been told lies, had been tricked, deceived. The job was so difficult and demanding. It was necessary to rebuild confidence in the whole adult world that until then had "mocked", he had been wounded, treated almost as if it were a parcel. I realized then that what his grandparents had called help, in reality was nothing but a sick system, developed only in terms of the comfortable of the "large". A vicious circle from which it was time to break free.
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