Roxana Catana Tarhon
That's all you've been complaining about for the last few days with the snow and frost that's been going on forever. Don't you have any warm clothes? What about overshoes? Hats? Gloves? Run to the market, get sausages, bacon and potted meat; make a good, tasty polenta, open the barrel of pickles and stop your grumbling. You don't even know what they are or how to make them? All you eat is seaweed, soy and pine buds? Well, learn, my dear ones, that after the global warming comes the glacial winter and it will be a white hell for a long time to come.
Cecilia Fofiu
Reefer truck driver, fed up with the cold, I was inspired to make New Year's Eve in the mountains. That's how I married Luci, a brunette with green eyes. But also uninspired that I put my charisma on Nuți, the boss, and brought my wife here. Family economy, we leave and come home together. And uninspired again, because Nuți and I are now in hospital with pneumonia. The warehouse door got accidentally locked for three hours. We'd better give the ordeal to the pope. And cruel Luci, she doesn't realize that Nuti was checking my roadmaps. For the balance.
Gyorgy Gyorfi-Deak
He stood frozen with the chalk in his hand, staring at the blackboard, not understanding what he was supposed to do. In China there was once a round basin 10 paces in diameter. In the middle of it was a reed that rose exactly one step above the water. If you threw a hook and pulled it toward you, the top of the plant would just touch the edge. Hey, Dobrescu, how deep is the basin? So you wanted to get away from math and you became a Secret Police officer? Well, you're out of luck, you've come across Major Minerva Tutovan, your former high school teacher.
(Translated by Andreea Cristina Moise / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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