Study Abroad Poetry: Italy

by Isabella Raffone

I am half Italian and my family celebrates the Italian-American way. It was very interesting and eye-opening to compare and contrast the Italy “I knew” and the Italy that I experienced.

The Italy I Knew

Green, white, and red flood through your veins

Sunday dinners are nonnegotiable

Family is everything

Eat every scrap and lick the plate clean

Traditions are how we honor our ancestors

Church every week no sleeping in

Italian is who you are!

The Italy I Experienced