Welp, three months into school now. How is it?
Not as bad as I thought.
Really, half of my class is composed of typical male teenagers. I don't even know how they managed to get here. Not that I'm callin' them idiots.
Oh well.
But you know...One of my teachers died.
And dammit, he was the best teacher I got to know - A former lieutenant, that was in charge of teaching at the Army Academy, then hired by my actual school as a PO (Przysposobienie Obronne - Basically educating you how to act in a situation of danger, and about weapons and war strategies) teacher. And he was the snarkiest but nicest guy with a great sense of humor and compassion.
Goddamit, I didn't even get to know him well. But my brother did, and he ( and he's that kind of a person that doesn't talk about his feelings) expressed serious sadness about the death of my teacher.
Well then, in memory of professor Wiśniewski...