No matter what I say, I am always wrong :)

A sad thing is that I meet much negative comments from sicilians and italians about living in Sicily. Living here is my own choise, I have nothing that has to keep me here. Not everything is bad nor good and this blog is about my experiences here, the good and bad ones. It is not nice to meet negative comments about my living choise everyday. When I say something good about Sicily (and Italy) I am wrong, and when I say something bad I am also wrong, so the content of this is that someone will always be pissed off no matter what I write or say. Sometimes I get the impression that negativity is pushed on me so they can hear something positive from a person who has positive things to say about Sicily.

One thing for sure is that I would not be able to live here from the economical point of view if sicilians would have not teached me so much about food, agriculture and export as they have done. For free. I would not be able to run my business idea here if I had not got that help. And trust is a second thing. Those hand shake agreements, that kept me away from sleep first months, has been kept and respected. So where can you find a helping hand like this?
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En sorglig sak är att jag träffar på mycket negativa kommentarer från sicilianare och italienare om mitt val att bo på Sicilien. Jag bor här av mitt eget val, jag har inget som måste hålla mig här. Allt är inte dåligt eller bra på Sicilien, och denna blogg är om mina erfarenheter här, de goda och dåliga. Det är inte trevligt att stöta på negativa kommentarer om mitt val varje vardag. När jag säger något bra om Sicilien (och Italien) har jag fel, och när jag säger något dåligt har jag också fel, så kontentan med detta är att det alltid är någon som blir förbannad oavsett vad jag skriver eller säger. Ibland känns det som att negativiteten trycks på en för att de ska få höra något positivt om Sicilien av en som tycker det finns bra saker här.

En sak är säker är att jag inte skulle kunna leva här från ekonomisk synpunkt om sicilianare inte skulle ha lärt mig så mycket om mat, jordbruk och export som de har gjort. Gratis. Jag skulle inte kunna ha min affärsidé här om jag inte hade fått den hjälpen. Och förtroende är en annan sak. De skaka hand avtalen, som hållit mig sömnlös första månaderna, har hållits och respekteras. Så var kan du hitta en hjälpande hand som denna?

10 thoughts on “No matter what I say, I am always wrong :)

  1. Ciao Johanna, stay calm, you are not the only one who is always wrong - I am, too! And I am really fed up having to explain (or rather defend myself) why I am living in Sicily. And it is always Italians and Sicilians (let's consider that they are not Italian) who are asking, Oh, yes, regarding your thrown away mail by a neighbour: mine don't touch my mail, but obviously called the police in the last summers, so I would get fines for parking my car (German license plate) in our street, which is resident zone. This summer I casually mentioned that the fines don't arrive in Germany and guess what happened: not one multa. And you are right about them never talking in public, but the more at home. They never say anything, don't complain in restaurants etc. My hubby (a true Sicilian) is always deeply ashamed when I say something. But that's how they are. My mother used to say: you got to accept people as they are, there are no others.....
    Best regards from Giardini-Naxos
    Sabine

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    1. Siljehagen

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      Dear Sabine, many of us foreigners share the same experiences. I not as nice as you because I tell them to bring their negativity elsewhere. I get very tired of this behaviour. Complaining is ok if there is a plan to do something about it, but this constant nagging I can not take. Your neighbor seems to be a "classic local". LOL!

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      1. Hi Johanna, I am also tired of the Sicilians complaining about everything and everybody and doing nothing. My wonderful neighbour is the real Classic Sicilian, even her name is classic, more classic is not possible, Carmela. A voice like a foghorn, unfortunately she is very communicative, she cracks nuts with a hammer (last year at IKEA I saw nutcrackers and thought about buying one for her, but it would have been useless - don't think she knows what to do with it), starts cooking smelly things at 6 in the morning (stinky things always when our laundry is hanging off the balcony), removes the pips from olives with a stone, and when it is time to prepare the tomato sugo for the next year they store the boxes with tomatoes in the hallway - but they are so kind to leave a path, so we can go up the stairs. You are lucky that you live in a town, but living in this village called Giardini-Naxos which is dead in winter becomes harder and harder every year. Am thinking of writing a book.....
        Have a nice day
        Sabine

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        1. Siljehagen

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          Ouh, perhaps it is a little bit of a comfort to let you know that living in a big city is actually worse. I am moving back to Ragusa. I guessed yuor neighbour is a "she", it took over two years for this areas females to stop talking badly about me and understand that I do not bite. 🙂 Then living as a foreigner I am also an easy target of "who to blame" when things are bad in the hallway. Well, I have also thought about writing a book...I just do not know how to start yet. Wish you all the best! J.

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          1. We could write the book together. Content: work as a stranger in Sicily, life in general and in particular, Sicilian customs & lifestyle , neighbours, plumbers, etc 🙂
            I know, we from the north don't know how to cook, how to clean, how to behave - because we Vikings were still living on trees or in huts and swinging clubs while the Romans already had invented the tax system

          2. Siljehagen

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            Hahahaa...I suspect were you faced those prejudices about us vikings...dirty toothless people :). It could be a great idea to write it together.

          3. Sabine Schroeder

            The problem is that I am really the Viking type, 1,81 m and blonde..... so no chance to pretend not being from the North 🙂 We should talk about writing this book about our Sicily experiences, the nice ones, the funny ones, the not so nice and the weird ones. Another thing that get on my nerves are the neverending questions about the Mafia when I am at home. Obviously the rest of the world thinks that Sicilians all dress in black, wear black sunglasses and a black hat or coppola, and do nothing else than roam around sun-drenched plains to look for people they could kill with their lupara. And if they are not roaming around they hang at their Mamma, drink coffee and eat macaroni.

          4. Sabine Schroeder

            1,72 is already far too tall for a Sicilian.......But there are exceptions, I have two friends (sisters) who are nearly as tall as I am

  2. Sabine Schroeder

    The problem is that I am really the Viking type, 1,81 m and blonde….. so no chance to pretend not being from the North 🙂 We should talk about writing this book about our Sicily experiences, the nice ones, the funny ones, the not so nice and the weird ones. Another thing that get on my nerves are the neverending questions about the Mafia when I am at home. Obviously the rest of the world thinks that Sicilians all dress in black, wear black sunglasses and a black hat or coppola, and do nothing else than roam around sun-drenched plains to look for people they could kill with their lupara. And if they are not roaming around they hang at their Mamma, drink coffee and eat macaroni.

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