Pietro's Book: The Story of a Tuscan Peasant - Book Review,
by Pietro Pinti

From Publishers Weekly The Tuscan countryside has inspired and been celebrated by many famous writers and artists, but here it is explored "not by a foreign intellectual but by a Tuscan peasant"; as such, readers are given a real and honest view of the region and life in it. Written in refreshingly simple language (made smooth by Bawtree, a former teacher who now runs a riding academy), the volume provides a glimpse into Pintis life, from his birth in 1927 (he was mothers 12th child) through his schooling during the Fascist regime and World War II. He describes his life working as a contadino (farmer of low social status)complete with pleasing anecdotes of days of celebration and feasting; from there he explains post-war Tuscan peasant life, which he left in order to earn pay as a "builders mate." Black and white photos, maps and illustrations, plus a glossary of Italian terms (such as casa colonica, a sharecroppers house) that were relevant to the life of a peasant render a more thorough understanding of a compelling life that is neither glamorous nor romanticized.Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
From Booklist This small, cherishable book is as close to living history as one gets. Pinti was the youngest of 12 children, born in 1927 to a family in the Arno valley of Tuscany. He and his family were mezzadri, sharecroppers, who worked their lands but gave half to the landowner. As he tells his story to Bawtree, an English professor who has lived in Tuscany for many years and who now employs Pinti, rich anecdotes emerge of peasant life, local customs and practices, and the intrusion of landlords, politics, Fascism, and war. The heart of the book, though, is Pinti's month-by-month description of how it was to live: from chestnut wood ladders in January, made without nails in the coldest month, to pruning, sowing, and hoeing in April; from grape and chestnut harvests in September to olive-oil pressing in December. The labor was endless and backbreaking, but the stories are full of humanity and sly wisdom. "We worked hard, it is true, but we sang as we worked. Nobody sings any more now." GraceAnne DeCandido Copyright © American Library Association. All rights reserved
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