en-fr  The walk of someone who is distracted
The walk of someone who is distracted by Gianni Rodari, from "Favole al telefono", "Fairy tales on the phone," 1961, translated from the Italian.

“Mom, I'm going for a walk.” “Good, Giovanni, but be careful when you cross the street.” “It's okay, Mom. Bye Mom.” “You're always so distracted.” “Yes, Mum. Bye Mom.” Giovanni goes out happily and is very attentive at the first stretch of the road. Every now and then he stops and touches.
“They are all there” Yes,” and he laughs by himself.
He is so glad to be careful, hopping like a sparrow, but then he becomes mesmerized watching the shop windows, cars, clouds, and the trouble has to start.
A gentleman, very kindly, scolds him: “How distracted, you are. Look? You've already lost a hand.” “Uh, it's really true. But distracted, I am.” He starts to look for the hand and instead found an empty can. Is it really empty? Let's see. And what was inside before it was empty. Perhaps it was not always empty from day one ... Giovanni forgets to look for his hand, then he also forgets the can, because he saw a lame dog, and look, by reaching the lame dog before the corner he loses an entire arm. But he doesn’t even notice, and keeps running.
A good woman calls him: “Giovanni, Giovanni, your arm!” Don’t say it, he does not hear it.
“Patience,” says the good woman. “I'll take it to his mom.” She goes to the house of Giovanni's mother.
“Madam, I have here the arm of your son.
“Oh that distracted one. I do not know any longer what to do and what to say.
“Oh, you know, kids are all like that.” After a little while comes another good woman.
“Madam, I found a foot. Perhaps, it belongs to your Giovanni?” “But that's his, I recognize it from the shoe with the hole. Oh, that distracted son I got stuck with. I do not know any more what to do and what to say.” “Oh, you know, kids are all like that.” After a little while comes a little old lady, then the baker's boy, then a tram driver, and even a retired teacher, and all bring a few pieces of Giovanni, a leg, an ear, the nose.
“But can there be a more distracted boy than mine? Oh, madam, kids are all like that.” Finally comes Giovanni, hopping on one leg, without ears or arms, but as cheerful as ever, cheerful as a bird, and his mom shakes her head, puts it back in place and gives him a kiss. “Am I missing anything, Mom? I have been good, Mom?” “Yes, Giovanni, you've been really good.”
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Bye Mom.” “You're always so distracted.” “Yes, Mum.
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Every now and then he stops and touches.
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“They are all there” Yes,” and he laughs by himself.
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A gentleman, very kindly, scolds him: “How distracted, you are.
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Look?
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You've already lost a hand.” “Uh, it's really true.
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Is it really empty?
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Let's see.
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And what was inside before it was empty.
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But he doesn’t even notice, and keeps running.
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“Patience,” says the good woman.
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“Madam, I have here the arm of your son.
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“Oh that distracted one.
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I do not know any longer what to do and what to say.
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“Madam, I found a foot.
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Oh, that distracted son I got stuck with.
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“But can there be a more distracted boy than mine?
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“Am I missing anything, Mom?
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I have been good, Mom?” “Yes, Giovanni, you've been really good.”
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The walk of someone who is distracted

by Gianni Rodari, from "Favole al telefono", "Fairy tales on the phone," 1961, translated from the Italian.

“Mom, I'm going for a walk.”
“Good, Giovanni, but be careful when you cross the street.”
“It's okay, Mom. Bye Mom.” “You're always so distracted.”
“Yes, Mum. Bye Mom.”
Giovanni goes out happily and is very attentive at the first stretch of the road. Every now and then he stops and touches.
“They are all there” Yes,” and he laughs by himself.
He is so glad to be careful, hopping like a sparrow, but then he becomes mesmerized watching the shop windows, cars, clouds, and the trouble has to start.
A gentleman, very kindly, scolds him:
“How distracted, you are. Look? You've already lost a hand.”
“Uh, it's really true. But distracted, I am.”
He starts to look for the hand and instead found an empty can. Is it really empty? Let's see. And what was inside before it was empty. Perhaps it was not always empty from day one ...
Giovanni forgets to look for his hand, then he also forgets the can, because he saw a lame dog, and look, by reaching the lame dog before the corner he loses an entire arm. But he doesn’t even notice, and keeps running.
A good woman calls him: “Giovanni, Giovanni, your arm!”
Don’t say it, he does not hear it.
“Patience,” says the good woman. “I'll take it to his mom.”
She goes to the house of Giovanni's mother.
“Madam, I have here the arm of your son.
“Oh that distracted one. I do not know any longer what to do and what to say.
“Oh, you know, kids are all like that.” After a little while comes another good woman.
“Madam, I found a foot. Perhaps, it belongs to your Giovanni?”
“But that's his, I recognize it from the shoe with the hole. Oh, that distracted son I got stuck with. I do not know any more what to do and what to say.” “Oh, you know, kids are all like that.” After a little while comes a little old lady, then the baker's boy, then a tram driver, and even a retired teacher, and all bring a few pieces of Giovanni, a leg, an ear, the nose.
“But can there be a more distracted boy than mine? Oh, madam, kids are all like that.”
Finally comes Giovanni, hopping on one leg, without ears or arms, but as cheerful as ever, cheerful as a bird, and his mom shakes her head, puts it back in place and gives him a kiss. “Am I missing anything, Mom? I have been good, Mom?” “Yes, Giovanni, you've been really good.”