Prof. but was still saying no one was more to listen: we were all busy making folders, anxiously. There were those who had already prepared that pricked up his ears to hear the bell and even those who moved into the pews closest to the door, ready to shoot.
-Driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin! - The bell rang and a bunch of crazed buffalo broke down the door to get out of it piling up.
It was the last time: it was still missing two, those of Professor Ruffo in the gym. It was early June and it was hot, very hot, the air of holiday you could already breathe in high school Cubes Vicenza: the mood was quite relaxed, smiling at the thought that all would be short started the summer holidays and that the lessons were still gradually diminishing complexity.
I do not like the other courses in the gym: I went walking not too much of a hurry with my mates said Zoppillo Matteo Zoppi, Diego Gaspar and Veneta, whose surname inspired a lot of puns to prof. Gotthard geography.
hide a smile a bit 'behind our mocking imitation indifferent expression, in fact, that day we had concocted something: water balloon!
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