In the House Page #7

- Claude wrote it, for sure!

What did the Director say?

Honestly...

I f***ed up!

You know the rules stipulate

that "a teacher must locate..."

the taught at the heart of teaching"

Yes, I know!

It doesnt say "students"

but "the taught"...

do not punish the Student, sorry!,

do not punish the taught...

But... "take it gently"...

...and dont correct with red, but with

green because "red is creates anxiety..."

For teaching..."

I know these stupid speeches by heart!

But please dont give me this blabla!

This student wrote...

that I undressed them.

It's a joke, please, a joke!

Furthermore, in their uniforms of sh*t!

- Just tell me what happened.

- What?

Between ourselves: Why did you

humiliate this guy?

I didnt humiliate him!

I corrected his homework!

I get paid for this!

I get paid to correct homework!

I want you to know that its my duty

is send a report to the Inspector!

Go ahead.

Mr. Artol. Good day.

Have a seat, please.

This is my son's article

in the school magazine.

Dont worry;

And I havent forgotten it.

Rafa had not told me anything,

but he seemed strange lately...

...And when I read it, I could not believe.

I am your French teacher,

I just did my job and profes...

I mean my job...

of teacher...

What is important in education,

politics, sport...

Life... in general...

is respect!

Respect for your students! Their partners!

In your head! From their workers!

I fully understand your anger,

but I think it's no big deal...

...no need to over-dramatize

an uncomfortable situation.

Teaching is a team effort.

You have to share data...

Divide responsibilities...,

delegate!

The point when you're under the basket,

thats when youre alone.

He humiliated my child in public,

Mr. Germain!

My son deserves your respect,

and I want a public apology!

- They like the exhibition, Im pleased!

- Some people want to buy?

- They didnt do that, but I feel its a success.

- Congratulations dear.

- Dress up the twins?

- No, how are they?

Twin since. I hope you come and

see that there are people.

- No way.

- What?

- The couple there.

- Who?

- Rafa's family.

- No way!

- Are they?

- Yes

I never would have thought of that!

She has grace.

And you saw?

Yes, the father came to see me

at a meeting of trustees.

- Let's talk to them.

- Dont move, dont f***!

- What are you doing here?

- The middle class is interested in contemporary art.

And according to your student,

the father knows China well..

Nah! Hes only a merchant wanting to

take advantage of the cheap workforce.

- I'm tired, I have to go.

- Already? Why?

- I start early tomorrow.

- Wait at least until the twins arrive.

- What's up?

- They didnt come.

- And the Rafas?

- They didnt stay long.

- Did you talk to them?

- Of course not!

- How did they come to be there?

- Do you think I give a sh*t about the Rafas!

It was my opening, Germain!

The twins didnt come...

...they will sell the gallery, and the only

thing youre interested in is the Rafas!

- Forgive me, darling.

- Enough with your hypocrisy!

It was I who invited them.

- The Rafas?

- Yes

I sent an invitation,

I didnt think that they would come.

I wanted to see them

and I thought that it would please you...

I failed... as always.

Theyre fictional characters, Jeanne.

I dont want them in your gallery.

- And I'm a fictional character?

- Of course not, darling.

Come, let me hug you.

Not at all.

What are you guys doing?

It's very late.

Its a complicated maths exercise.

- Claude, you can sleep here if you want.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Do you want to call home to let them know?

- Thats okay, I dont need to tell them.

Midnight comes and I'm finally staying

in the house for the first time.

We never use it,

except when my aunt comes for Christmas.

It's a strange room,

and suddenly I think:...

Here's your room.

... now I'm in the heart

of the Rafa family.

They were my mothers toys when she was a child.

I never wanted to throw them away.

Another headless, another one-eyed...

... all Esthers dolls are mutilated.

Poor them.

- You can sleep with them.

- Yes.

Thanks for the article. It helped

me in addition to the mathematics.

- Its normal to help.

- Yes.

Rafa lent me one of his

basketball shirts to sleep in...

... its too big for me,

and makes me laugh.

You're a true friend.

You know what I want to do

at night, at this hour?

I want to go out and do like

those guys who burn cars...

...Or anything,

when I'm tired!

Rafa is going to his room.

I dont want to sleep.

I feel something strange

and suddenly comes this question:...

... "During stormy nights,

will all children will have nightmares? ".

I walked blindly into the hall until

my eyes adjust to the darkness.

I entered the room of my best friend.

Rafa fast asleep,

but twitching in his dreams...

... with strange movements. What are

you dreaming, who do you dream about?

The image is strong.

Claude walking at night in the halls...

of the house... like an angel

or a vampire, whilst they sleep...

...Its very strong. Very strong

but totally implausible.

It may be unlikely,

but it's true.

But if its unlikely,

even the truth is worthless.

And this kiss for Rafa?

What does it mean?

Do you want to reveal a latent

desires for a normal family?

The father, mother,

the son... is Pasolini!

You challenged me to work harder on Rafa,

I thought you were going to like it.

- Do you think I like two teenagers kissing?

- I Dont know.

Stop thinking about my desires.

Think of yourself, what turns you on.

Smiles. Her skin is very white.

She has little feet like a girl.

Sitting in front of them, sleeping

in the dark, I imagine...

... a few hours earlier, them making love,

awkwardly, quickly.

Rafa thinking about work and the Chinese

and Esther, her eyes empty...

... feigning a desire,

that has long evaporated.

Maybe my mother also pretended.

So he left.

Left me and my father.

She didnt want to pretend.

Wanted to live.

I feel something strange

and suddenly comes this question:...

"... "During the nights of storms,

All children have dreams...

... at least once, we curl up

in bed between our parents? "

(To be continued..)

- He watched their lovemaking.

- Of course not.

He imagines it. Its normal to

have desires at their age, no?

And it's a pretty delicate evocation.

- Germain, do you desire Claude?

- What are you saying?

Since you started encouraging him to write,

we no longer make love.

Seriously?

Look, it's not so bad.

It can happen to any teacher

falling in love with his student.

But youre a girl, Jeanne.

I love women.

Perhaps with age,

you're discovering new desires.

But is hes 16.

Its just that this guy moves me...

I mean... he has talent,

I want to help him, nothing else.

We are together again

facing the park...

Esther eating an apple.

Look up at the sky.

I like this weather. It reminds me of a

exhibition I saw by a Chinese artist.

He paints wonderful things. Simple.

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