I Want to be a Student (Ich möchte Student sein)

PantrTigerCo

„I was just a fresh student teacher at the time“, some people say; it’s what they had read in books. I was not a fresh student teacher at the time, but I can still clearly remember the time after I had graduated, and all the revision for exams and everything was over, sitting at the feet of a great teacher, whose lectures I had disgraced, in the university, and some things suddenly became clear to me. I suddenly understood everything which just three years ago had been completely in the dark; then I saw connections, and paid attention, and didn’t sleep for a second; then I was an attentive and useful student. Then, when it was too late. And that is why I want to be student again.

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The Man with the Two Short-Service Commissions (Der Mann mit den zwei Einjährigen)

PantrTigerCo

Now, when everyone is wrapping up the war; when the last memoirs are congealing into books, when the time is very gently approaching in which the heroes of yesterday become the invalids of tomorrow, now, here is someone who wants to unburden his conscience. The midday sun reveals all, it must be said, he has carried it for seventeen years, he can’t carry it any longer. But let’s hear what he has to say:

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I Can’t Think of the Word (Mir fehlt ein Wort)

TuchoSketch

I am going to go to my grave without knowing what it is that birch leaves do. I know what it is, but I can’t say it in words. The wind blows through the young birches, their leaves vibrate so quickly back and forth that they… what? Shimmer? No, the light shimmers on them. One could perhaps, at most, say that the leaves shimmer, but that is not it. It is a nervous movement, but what is it? How does one say it? What one cannot say remains unresolved. ‚To speak about‘ is really important. Did Goethe say ‘the ripple of leaves’? I don’t want to get up to find out, it is such a long way to these reference books, five yards and a hundred years. What is it that the birch leaves do?

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The Business Section (Handelsteil)

Kurt Tucholsky

We hear so much about failed banks, collapsed insurance companies, businesses which can no longer meet their obligations… A lot of money has been lost. Yes, a lot of other people’s money. And what do they tell us about? The ultimate desperation of the common people who will never see their modest savings again? Devastated old age? Devastated life? No, no, not at all. They tell us all about the bankers. And what are the bankers doing? Collapsing, that’s what the bankers are doing.

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