“Graduation is the 23rd, Mr. Arenz, you’re coming, aren’t you?”
Sofia was once the one that sought after to grasp. “In order to legitimately organize a prank,” I answered, “you need to pass your high school diploma first. Besides, high school diplomas, which you discuss with the principal beforehand, are the most bourgeois thing I can imagine.”
Sofia leaned again.
“As if you are such a revolutionary! The history teacher in Nuremberg is not exactly Che Guevara from Germany!”
She clearly picked up one thing from her Latin American categories. I used to be satisfied about that. However the Abisch ore factor nonetheless stays a nuisance for me. I have observed about thirty academics in my existence, and just a few of them had been in truth a funny story. The overwhelming majority are merely foolish occasions during which water weapons and lots more and plenty of unrolled bathroom paper play a central function. And at 11 o’clock everybody is going house once more.
