The story of Sicily told by the storyteller: from year Zero to nowaday
Agira, Sicily interland, a village perched on a hill.
A hill that has seen the inhabitants of the stone man followed by about ten Sicilian dominations up to us, today, here, with a drone and a go-pro.
The history of this place is so ancient!
Here was born Diodorus Siculus, just before the year Zero, one of the most important historians of antiquity that traveled left and right arriving in Egypt.
Can you imagine starting from Agira, center of Sicily, riding a horse and arriving in Egypt?
Professor Torrisi introduces us to the museum
Uhmmm what is this?
An ethno-anthropological museum…
He: We represented the ancient trades. It is one of a kind because we put dummies that represent the Sicilians at work, as if they were still here with us ”
It’s true: I’ve never seen anything like it!
There is the quartararo, that is the one that made the containers to take water.
He: That’s u cantaru, which is the toilet with the lid as they used it in ancient times … thats the way it was once !
This is the tinsmith with a beautiful black Coppola!
Here are some beautiful photos: The country school with the sheeps parked, the broom vendor, a farmer burned by the Sicilian sun!
He: here we have the woodshop
Look how nice, he really looks at work right now with his hair soiled with sawdust
This is the barber. Everything happened here. The guitar was played, he was also a dentist, he had leeches to pull the sick blood …
He: the barber at Christmas gave the scented calendar with the naked Ladies… So one could imagine what he wanted!
Can you believe these Sicilians!
They put perfumed essences on calendars with undressed women!
He: Look, this is the spittoon
Nar: Professor Torrisi is this an antique blender?
He: No, this was to get his enema! He put a liter of water and a little oil and put it in the butt.
Hey, what are these big underwear ?
He: They are the clothes of the first nights, luxury women’s clothes
I understand… How times just changes …
Then Professor Torrisi takes us into another room where we see a wonderful plastic model of Agira in cardboard and polystyrene.
We remain open-mouthed.
Then we close it, we thank and continue our journey.