Gioele likes changing his shoes, he likes water and horses, and he loves feeding his plastic seals.He is a child of few words. On his diary, he writes long and intricate tales about mysterious animals, pet lions, anacond, “spider-wolf”.
He draws cooking ducks and zebras with colourful strips, but often he crumple his drawings up so that nobody could see them.
There is a world inside Gioele, even if nobody can get in it. Gioele is an autistic child, this means like to be in a house without entrance: if you are inside of it you cannot come out, if you are outside you don't know how to get into