Ucitelka Page #7

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when we all stood up together

like one man, or woman,

and walked out...

The whole thing

was completely pointless.

Listening to you

brings tears to my eyes.

If only my husband were here,

to see and hear

how you all

stood up for me.

He wouldn't let this slide.

But I'm just a weak woman.

And you know me...

I don't hold a grudge.

Why are you awake?

I want to go to mum.

-Maybe you'll get there soon.

-How?

The Red Cross.

But you're coming too.

Mum applied for a divorce.

That's not true.

That b*tch is lying to you.

-Don't call your mother that.

-I'm not talking about mum.

I'm talking about Drazdechov.

Who wants to be my new mum or something.

She's lying and you believe her.

She's a malicious cow.

You shouldn't say that. About anyone.

Not even about your teacher.

Maybe she's

a good person inside.

I've come to say I forgive you.

You signed, didn't you?

Why?

Why would you?

You think anyone listens to you?

That the husband of a traitor

matters to anyone?

Are you that naive

or that stupid?

We rule here, Vclav.

Not people like you,

Kucera or Binder.

Karol will be lucky if we

let him clean toilets.

Good night.

Hello?

Hello, who's there?

Is that you, Vclav?

As you know, comrade Drazdechov

will be unable to work for some time.

Until we find a replacement,

Slovak will be taught by my deputy.

-And history and Russian by me.

-Sit down.

First we'll revise what you already know.

It may not be much, but we'll manage.

Let's start with Samo Chalpka,

the poem Branko.

The bells are ringing in Zvolen,

Branko is being chased.

They are chasing him up and down.

Through the valley of the Hron.

Why is it, Branko, tell us.

Did you do anything to them?

They claim that] am guilty,

but I see the guilt is theirs.

Life was good, in ages past,

Slovaks were a proud people.

Oh, their lives were so free

like a fish in a still stream.

Filip became a car mechanic.

After an injury ended his sports career,

he remained faithful to wrestling

as a coach.

With the help of the Red Cross,

Karol joined his mother abroad.

He later graduated from

the art academy in Stockholm.

He was reunited with his father

after 7 years.

Danka studied medicine

and is a recognised neurologist.

Sit down.

I am Mria Drazdechov,

your new class teacher.

Together, we will be battling

Slovak, English, religion and ethics.

I hope you're looking forward to it

as much as I am.

But first I want to get to know you,

so I will now read out your names,

each of you will stand up

so I can see you

and say out loud

what their parents do. Okay?

So, who's the first one?

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