THE ENGLISH SCHOOL IS ME!
Maybe she never asked us any questions because any questions she might have asked us had already been put to our predecessors from the First English School, where she worked for over ten years from the end of the fifties, before she was transferred to us. She liked to tell us about that time – the first time – although those reminiscences of hers did not really serve as illustrations for a case in point; they were more like a mental return to some golden age, inaccessible to us. The phantom of the legendary First English School hovered over us throughout our allotted years, the seventies. Compared with that golden age, ours was an iron age. Compared with her previous visitors, our DDPE guests, guests from the District Party Committee, methodologists and occasiona
