Do lessons until late, go to bed late, wake up early, pack up in a hurry and run to a strange school called school.
This is the place where extraterrestrial teachers are trying to plant their culture and knowledge on the planet Earth.
Very often, they have to repeat their lessons, because of this, the day turns into a routine.
Instead of running, jumping, and playing the guitar, you need to try to understand a resident of Mercury, who, on the pretext that, once, an apple fell on Newton’s head, is to hammer into our head a bunch of useless information.
One day is like another; that is exactly what my son wanted to show in his work of authorship, called School Days.
