Professor, what are you doing with the papers that you are confiscating from us? A student asked me one day. I am collecting. I take them home and gather them into a folder, like stamps, I answered him. Last night, the female student that was always wearing some earrings shaped like a half-moon, was waiting for me in front of the house. She told me that she wanted to give me her paper for the collection. She raised her skirt and showed me the whole lesson written on her skin. Go to bed, you got the mark two, I told her outraged. I admired her handwriting until dawn.
Arthur Ianoși
Lucică, son, rather than revolting here and there like a spoiled child; don't you want to take my place for about 7 days, so I can go to Techirghiol, because I have a few aches and pain? The little child was shocked, but with a mischievous smile, he gladly accepted. Go uncle, because you deserve it. Should I give the Scripture to keep you from being confused? You don't need to, I didn't stay beside you for nothing. After, barely a day the little one was very agitated. How the hell did the old guy flash lightning bolts when all I get are flames? He said, looking around.
Carmen Tot
So that he won't repeat the school year again, Big momma, mommy and auntie Mița decided to give young Goe tutoring. After eleven months and thirty days, Big momma, mad because they didn't take the child to see Bucharest, on the 10th of may, instead of wasting the money on nothing, she decided: Leave it, girl everyone is stupid ptiu, to not put an evil eye on him, he is so smart, come to Big momma to kiss you, because he takes after me- stop torturing him. What, does Alde Mocofanu de Fane of the Protopopești know how to write? And he even became a congressman.
(Translated by Maria-Ilinca Darie / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.