Today I asked my grandfather how his childhood was in Bari Vecchia. He replied that his childhood was happy and carefree and he told me many good stories: he told me that children enjoyed playing on the streets in the alleys and squares and there was no danger because there were no cars circulating. In the square in front of the Swabian Castle he played football and a game with a funny name: Pisticchio. Al Pisticchio was played with a wooden stick with which the children threw a small piece of wood and whoever threw it farther won.
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