Aldo Nadi (29 April 1899 – 10 November 1965) was one of the greatest Italian fencers of all time.
Aldo was born into a fencing family in Livorno, Italy, and both Aldo and his brother Nedo Nadi were fencers from a very young age. They were both taught foil and sabre in the classical Italian school of swordsmanship by their father, Beppe Nadi, who believed the épée to be an "undisciplined" weapon and refused to teach it. The brothers therefore practiced épée by themselves.
In 1920, at the age of 21, Nadi won gold medals at the Olympics in team foil, team épée, and team sabre. He also won a silver medal in individual sabre, second only to his brother Nedo Nadi.
Nadi emigrated to the United States in 1935. He taught fencing in New York City from 1935 to 1943, and in 1943 published a book On Fencing. Also in 1943, he relocated to Los Angeles, California, where he continued to teach fencing in his own school, in addition to occasionally coaching actors for fencing scenes in films. He even made a film appearance himself, as a bodyguard in To Have and Have Not (1944) starring Humphrey Bogart.
Wouldn't it be nice to be a heroine?
Cool and slinky with an appropriate smile
Honey, I take sugar, two
While he's ranting and raving
Could you pass that cream?
I was looking to have a cupa tea
Instead I freeze
Seeing his next move, is it grabbing my hair?
Or bushing my tush
Till there's no scream left?
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Wouldn't it be nice to be a hero?
Standing fast and easy with an appropriate grin
Brother, not that way, they'll take you away
Mmm, give me your gun
It's no use to anyone
Instead I freeze
Seeing if I shut up and stay real still
Maybe he wont kill
At least not me
Wouldn't it be nice to be a hero?
Wouldnit, wouldnit?
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Wouldn't it be nice to be a star?
Shinin' and sparklin', looking down the whole and plenty
Being looked up with a telescope
While my sisters busy cutting the rope
Daddy, you can't touch me
Mommy, you can't hate me
I'm a star, get it?
Instead I froze
And I let them, I let them
I let them pick my brain
Twist my arm, cut my throat
And wish me dead
But I'm still thinking
Wouldn't it be nice to be a star?
Wouldnit, wouldnit?
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