When you are born in a family like that of Simonetta Agnello Hornby, you grow up with the awareness that you are all normal, but different, each with your own features, sometimes a little "strange". And then naturally "of a blind one said 'he does not see well', of the claudicante 'struggles to walk', of obese 'is heavy', of the invalid 'missing a leg', of silly 'sometimes he does not understand 'of the deaf' With him we need to talk aloud '", without ever thinking that it was defects or impairments. Through a series of sapid and affectionate portraits, thus we know the knowledge of Nini, deafuta, of the nanny Giuliana, Zoppa, of the Father with a sick leg, and of Pizzuta Aunt Rosina, ClePtomane - when the silverware disappears from the table, relatives are They approach the custody to remove the cutlery from the pockets, slowly, without noticing it, because it should not be embarrassed. And then of course we know George, the eldest son of Simonetta. It is not easy to accept the disease of a child, yet it is possible, and the key to time resides right in that "no one can fly": "Like we can't fly, so George could no longer be walked: this would not have prevented him from Enjoy life in other ways. In life there is more than flying, and perhaps even walking. We would have found it, more ". The same daily purpose also arrives from George - who has been living with multiple sclerosis for fifteen years -, whose voice alternates to that of the mother as an ironic countercall but decided to tell the many obstacles, and perhaps some advantages, of those who yes Moves in a wheelchair. Simonetta Agnello Hornby brings us to a journey from Sicily to the parks of London, through the artistic beauties of Italy. A journey that is also - above all - a flight above prejudices and clichés, to deliver us, along with many touching stories, a new look. More free.