Said the flea let us fly
Said the fly let us flee
And they flew through a flaw in a flue.
I had planned to return to the UK for some time. I had also planned to never leave France in 1987 so I knew things would not necessarily go as hoped or as intended.
Some people feel that everyone should stay in their own country and not move about or travel or emigrate. I wondered what kind of mind set could be so self-limiting until my daughter-in-law in Rome, Simona Lotito informed my son that he should go back home.
This gives rise to the question for many people as where exactly is “home”. The German word for home is “Heimat” more along the lines of homeland. My son’s ancestry is quite mixed. Basically half English, the other half comprising Irish, English-Scot and Russian sub-dividing into a complex mixture of Polish, Ukrainian Cossack and Prussian. For an Italian to tell someone to go “home” is quite an extraordinary comment. If every Italian in the world outside of Italy went back home the country would sink into the sea.
My son is a 2nd generation Canadian unless one takes into account his great grandfather who was the first to arrive in Canada which would then make him a 4th generation Canadian. The reason for my pedanticism is not simply to amuse the reader but make them aware that within Italian/Roman culture there exists a brag factor of snobbishness for those that can claim 7 generations which my daughter-in-law’s family alleges.
In the Vatican parish of St. Anna with Father Stefano Canuto present my daughter-in- law on the telephone to me categorically told me that my son was not the biological father of his daughter, Chiara Harding. So, I do not know if she is a 5th generation Canadian or simply a stay-at-home Italian. In an interesting aside my grandfather who had fled, prior to WWI, Austria so as not to have to fight against Britain (he had served in the Austrian cavalry). Although he had spent several years in Canada he was badly treated by the Canadian authorities and was quietly advised to go to the wilds of Manitoba. He was able to take his savings with him which he gave to a banker, Mr. Alloway of Portage la Prairie, to invest who promptly defrauded him threatening him with being sent to an internment camp. They were substantial and were earned in the logging camps of British Columbia. Many years later my grandfather was given a special document when he applied for Canadian citizenship and became a naturalized Canadian stating that he had the equivalent status and rights of a natural born Englishman in Britain and would be considered as English.
So if my granddaughter (not proven without DNA which the Lotito/Sallustio families will not allow) is actually my granddaughter she could be a 5th generation Canadian forced to live in Italy. She has not been given the opportunity to know if she is Italian and or Canadian. Hence—home and homeland can inadvertently become quite an important issue. My son tells me that at her birth in the delivery room these thoughts went through his head and came to bear hours later when Chiara’s great grandmother Marcella Occhiodoro and her aunt Concetta were disparagingly musing upon Chaira’s nationality. They were apparently noting that the Canadian part of her nationality “could be a problem” in the future for some reason as it was officially registered at her birth when she was issued with her Italian tax Codice Fiscale.
As in a previous blog entry I mentioned that my own Mother was never permitted to see her great granddaughter. So if an Italian insists everyone must stay in their own country why would they choose to send their daughter for English lessons with my son and then be party to the matrimony in the Vatican, the marriage blessed publicly on television by Pope John Paul II and then little Chiara baptized with water from the Jordan River in Israel in the Church of the Canadian Martyrs in Rome with a Vatican priest, Father Stefano Canuto officiating? By way of note the very same church that Chiara’s Italian grandparents Cecilia Sallustio and Sandro Lotito loved and wanted to get married in themselves prior to their divorce on the grounds that Sandro had abandoned Cecilia and his daughter Simona for his new lady love Guiseppina. Regarding the separation and divorce of my son from Simona, his wife, she has been to court several times and had provisional rulings made in her favour without Ruan ever being informed of court appearance dates.
The conclusions of many reasonable people will be that my son abandoned his wife and young child just as his father-in-law is alleged to have done, but is this the whole truth I wonder? Both children over two generations were the same age when both fathers for whatever reasons felt a need to flee.