Every summer, however, after school was finished, Martina (that was the girl’s name) went on vacation by her grandmother, who lived in a small village on the sea. And when she was there she used to go every day to the beach, collecting shells, listening to the songs of the seagulls, looking at the sky to get lost on the horizon and speaking with the sea, which always replied her with soundy waves and foaming breeze.
Tutte le estati però, finita la scuola, Martina (così si chiamava la bambina) andava in vacanza dalla nonna, che abitava in un piccolo paesino sul mare. E quando era là andava ogni giorno sulla spiaggia dove raccoglieva le conchiglie, ascoltava il canto dei gabbiani, guardava il cielo perdersi all’orizzonte e parlava col mare, che le rispondeva sempre con onde sonore e tramestii schiumanti.