Using Roberta B.
                  
                  It all started when one day my 4 year old son Davide came home 
                  from school and told me about reality and virtuality. 
                  
                  Intrigued, I asked him some questions and discovered that he 
                  really did have a clear idea of the difference between the two 
                  concepts. He was able to describe different forms of reality 
                  and virtuality and, above all, wanted to explain it to my mother-in-law, 
                  who knows absolutely nothing about such things. 
                  
                  I was already aware that my son was using a computer in his 
                  nursery school. I had seen some of the interactive programs 
                  used by the teachers and, to be honest, knew that he had achieved 
                  a level of skill with the computer that neither I nor his father 
                  have yet managed to do. He demonstrated both computer language 
                  skills and knowledge of the tools and, above all, had none of 
                  that fear of the machine that I still feel. 
                  
                  In other words he had a natural skill in using the computer 
                  that amazed me. 
                  
                  At the same time he was not dependent upon it (as my husband 
                  had feared); he used the computer just like any other game. 
                  
                  
                  But to return to reality and virtuality... I began to wonder. 
                  My son spoke about a school of wishes and what he and his classmates 
                  wanted to build there. He told me that they wanted a swimming 
                  pool and spoke of "friends far away" who were building things 
                  for them. 
                  
                  I was totally confused and decided to find out exactly what 
                  these "strange" teachers (Linda and Patrizia) were doing, partly 
                  because I felt unable to understand the work that my child was 
                  doing and I didn't like that. 
                  
                  I asked the teachers some questions and after a detailed explanation, 
                  of which I understood nothing, Linda suggested that I download 
                  the "suspect" program from the Internet, which she said would 
                  make everything clear. 
                  
                  But I have to confess that I wasn't able to and so Linda calmly 
                  sent it to me by e-mail adding all the instructions (step by 
                  step) to install it (I should mention that I'm not much of an 
                  expert with computers). 
                  
                  I travelled through the worlds for the first time on my own 
                  and it seemed like a fantastic experience. I immediately found 
                  friends who showed me how to move and even raced one another 
                  to be the first to teach me how to use the "buttons". But I 
                  have to admit that there was one great fear that bothered me. 
                  It seemed absurd to imagine that my son was working on that 
                  program. 
                  
                  Then I decided to ask the teachers to accompany me on a trip. 
                  And so we made an appointment in the virtual world and I met 
                  one of the teachers in AW and Albert, one of my son's "distant 
                  friends". 
                  
                  Step by step they took me around the Winter world created for 
                  the children and I saw their drawings and their fantasies. 
                  
                  Albert, Giro and Onda taught me how to "walk" through this fabulous 
                  world, where I was still very apprehensive, and, with kindness 
                  and authority, these expert guides encouraged me to wander around 
                  among the houses, schools, games, flowers, dogs and a thousand 
                  other things. 
                  
                  My head was spinning from the problems of using the computer 
                  and understanding the program. I looked and tried to work out 
                  how it was possible to enter a virtual world like this. What 
                  bothered me was the absurd idea that my son of barely 4 years 
                  of age was able to use such an instrument while I was having 
                  difficulty in finding my way around.
                  
                  At the end of the trip I saw my child's name and his drawing 
                  on a house. So it really was true! I felt a strange sensation 
                  as if I had violated a magic world and my guides were aware 
                  of this because I remember their virtual laughter. At that very 
                  moment of intense emotion my son came into the study and said 
                  calmly: "Oh, mum, you're in our world too. Look at Albert and 
                  our school. Look, mum, that's my drawing! Do you like it?" 
                  
                  A little embarrassed, I said yes and that I was having a trip 
                  to see their work. He was delighted and wanted to continue but, 
                  by now, it was late and the three of us ended our evening meeting 
                  in a magical virtual world. 
                 
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                  Following this, I made several other trips with my son and I 
                  have even passed on the program to other friends who now use 
                  it successfully. In a virtual world you can organize a world 
                  made to measure for children, thanks to the enthusiasm and effort 
                  of certain slightly "strange" teachers and the virtual friends 
                  who have shared their work. 
                  
                  They have taught me a lot, both as a professional person and 
                  as a mother, and I can only thank them for what they have done, 
                  for the love that they have put into their work and for their 
                  patience with me, a slightly inquisitive mum. I have discovered 
                  that through a machine it is possible to organize a child-sized 
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