*Eat, My Clothes*

*Thomas Frederick Crane*

*Italian*

*As Giufà was half a simpleton no one showed him any kindness, such as to invite him to his house or give him anything to eat. Once Giufà went to a farm-house for something, and the farmers, when they saw him looking so ragged and poor, came near setting the dogs on him, and made him leave in a hurry. When his mother heard it she procured for him a fine coat, a pair of breeches, and a velvet vest. Giufà dressed up like an overseer, went to the same farm-house, and then you should see what great ceremonies they made! they invited him to dine with them. While at the table all were very attentive to him. Giufà, on the one hand, filled his stomach, and on the other, put into his pockets, coat, and hat whatever was left over, saying: “Eat, my clothes, for you were invited!”*

*I like the story. I wondered whether to add it to the book because I didn’t want to create a book full of judgement and heavy things or hateful things but I decided to add it to the book because if after you read the book you judge those people in the story. It’s ok. I’m not against that. I saw something different. That’s I saw the value the Italian people treasure. Treat people as their natures, their insides not their covers. Treat people with the way they are. You love their insides and you treat them on the way you love not the cover they show you. That’s a great story as for me.*