Italian Language: The Tongue, the Face, the Hands,
and the Body in Action
Journalist
Marcianne Waters' maternal Grandmother was Maria
Malfesa Marino Dadino, who
lived with her Americanized nuclear family from the time Marcianne learned to talk.
Marcianne
claims the "experts say that words comprise 7 percent of communication,
voice 38 percent and body language 55. I say, with us Italians, you can bring
the words down to 1 percent, voice to 20 and body language to a whopping 79
percent. We don't tell you, we show you. It's a
language all our own".
I'm not
sure I agree. The Italian language is too melodious, and mellifluous not to be
spoken, but Italians DO through body language and gestures, Enrich
it immeasurably.
I have had
examples all my life. But I'll never forget when I was in
I was
transfixed.
Another point. It's amazing the number of people I keep coming across who have
"submerged" Italian ancestry. :)
By Marcianne Waters
THERE'S BEEN a big flap
about Supreme Court Justice Anton Scalia's recent
response to a reporter.
Seems his reply was not
the usual judicial jabber - it was a very expressive, very ethnic and not
exactly complimentary hand gesture. A cupped hand under the
chin that said "go scratch" quite clearly.
Uffa, why all the fuss? Ditto on
Italian Prime Minister Berlusconi's pre-election use of some colorful slang,
well-known on both sides of the
These two guys, an ocean
apart, are Italian. They were under attack. And they were miffed, to put it
kindly.
Americans (pronounced
"Medigon," firmly and with slitted eyes, clenched teeth and a sharp snap of the hand)
are surprised, shocked, appalled. It makes the news. It's water-cooler chat.
But it's all in the day of the average Italian.
Before you cry foul
because my last name doesn't end in a vowel, consider that my maternal
grandmother, Maria Malfesa Marino Dadino,
lived with my Americanized nuclear family from the time I learned to talk.
Nanny's parents emigrated
from
"Jesu
Christe, Jesu Christe" was often heard - and she wasn't praying for
salvation.
Even though I was too
young to know that "Jesu Christe"
was an expletive, I knew it was an expletive. My grandmother's tone
(shrill, yet hushed), her face (furrowed brow, distinct scowl) and her stance
(right hand gripping phone, left hand on hip, only momentarily dislodged to
flail about during a particularly intense soliloquy) told me everything.
And that's the great thing
about Italians. Conversation leaves the realm of simple communication and
quickly becomes theater. (We invented opera, didn't we?)
Flaming fury, undying
devotion, desperate grief, absolute terror, ecstatic joy and even mind-boggling
confusion are acted out in one sweeping arm movement - or with one hand placed
strategically, a la Signore Scalia. Or our own Rick Mariano, who seems to like to involve his entire
body when sending his tortured message.
It doesn't matter if the
words spill out in Farsi, it's the face, the voice and, without question and
most importantly, the hands that tell the real story. One of my husbands
threatened to tie my hands behind my back so that I would shut up. He was of
German descent. Enough said.
Experts say that words
comprise 7 percent of communication, voice 38 percent and body language 55. I
say, with us Italians, you can bring the words down to 1 percent, voice to 20
and body language to a whopping 79 percent. We don't tell you, we show you.
It's a sign language all our own.
I've seen books and even
Web sites that try to teach Italian gestures. But you can't get it from a book.
You have to live it, feel it, breathe it. It goes
through the hands, but comes from the gut.
And it's a beautiful
thing. Open, honest, authentic. It's also not always
so serious or rife with long-term menace. When it's over, it's over.
That's another thing my
Prussian spouse didn't get. We can curse you one minute, embrace you the next.
Calling my amore "cafone" didn't mean I
didn't love him. Like Vesuvius, I just liked to blow off a little steam. Threatening, but not really dangerous. (When I phoned a
lawyer, it was a different story.)
So relax and enjoy. Mama mia, we're harmless. And very entertaining.
Ciao, mi amici.
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