Journal #2

     

            After spending 11 years in Genoa, I moved to Venice with my parents, which was somehow the busiest place in Italy. My father as usual continued his job trading. Since I didn't go to school, I helped my father with the business. Though I had a tiny feeling about wanting to go to school, I didn't care about it because of my dad. He learnt some things from him that the school will never teach us too.  I enjoyed learning about cartography, navigation, astronomy, mathematics and about seamanship. It was the best experience i have ever had!!I didn't regret about not going to school. The place, Venice was an excellent place to learn new things too. I also gained some knowledge on languages too since my father was a trading merchant and had many connections with the Europeans. My life was going really great. I was very satisfied with it. However, more miracles happened to me...