Politics, life and seasonal fruits 
Dürer Young Hare , 1502
Last Tuesday, at the shrink.
- "Hello. Uh ... Uh ...
(...) I'll take my card into a political party.
- (approver) Hmm.
- Yes, because I'm sick of feeling foreign to everything that happens and then I want to discuss political perspectives with people to discuss, to hear several sounds bell for that can not count on the media.
- Yes.
- And I'm sick that I take for remained.
- Hmm?
- The other day, a school principal - not one of mine, a next door - I still talked like a moron. I explained a problem quite specific about a student who is absent flagrant parental abuse. I asked him how to begin a process to the extent that we no longer have a social worker in school this year. She found nothing better than to explain life with a shrug: "Oh my poor daughter bin, with our government we have nothing even if you find a social worker is not guaranteed she can handle it. You know, people voted for it. " It irritates me. I have not asked him to explain the policy Sarkozi.
- She told you "my poor girl?
- Uh. I believe she said "my poor". Still, it's blowing. With me people still believe compelled to explain life.
- No.
- (stung) What do you mean no? You're supposed to say yes, there!
- (indignantly) You ask a question and you feel that you deserve the answer. All the answers you are not owed.
- (shouting) Not at all, I talk about a problem to solve, a boy, and we do nothing, we drown the fish! Thank you doctor, I was not aware that not all responses are not due to me! Ah here, you also telling me life. I do not come here for!
- (installed) It appears that you have obviously asked a question that embarrasses him. She spent a ploy to not answer. The question is: why do you hear "my poor girl?
- (abated) Uh. Still, it often speaks to me on the way there. Another example: the other day, I stand in front of school (still not mine by the way, but hey, nobody did anything) to drive a dozen kids who were bent on a single student, prone against a wall , crying. I tell them to go home, some go. A student is and grasps the victim's arms saying "Come on, come on, it goes" but he resists. I point out that he apparently did not want to follow him and ask him he let go his arm. He replied "Go on, you speak to me like that!". I catch and returned in force the school to sit on a bench and remind him two or three basic rules on how to apply to adults.
- (approver) Hmm.
- A colleague passes and just play in the doctoral enfantologie: "These kids are unhappy at home, so they are not eager to go home. You must understand this.". Too nice to tell me life again. It took me a reply that I do not hunt for fun kids sadistic but because they were ten to go after their comrade. She repeated his words good soul that calls for no action. I should watch them with love? As if that made their service!
- how she reacted?
- She did not attend the scene. She told me just to scold the one I caught.
- Much the same story. She does not know what to do then it'll scale generalities. But you! You think you're being taken for a "poor girl". It should ask you what makes ...
- ... But of course! She saw fit to explain the trade to the rookie that I am! And then I have other examples! It is a school where the projectiles coming from neighboring towers are common, so that they have installed cameras specifically for this. The other day, leaving at noon, I was chatting with one of my students on the steps. A peach is crashing on a step, just at my feet. Surprise, I exclaimed, "but what's that?!". A mother, a blasé attitude, replied "it's a peach." Thank you ma'am. Fortunately, you are there to teach me how to recognize plants.
- (amused) Well after all, your question was "what is".
- (aback) M'enfin, she finds it normal that fisheries fly low ?! My student has understood and answered me: "Mistress, it comes from this building here." But the mother ... Can be used to the rain fruit at this point to say "Hey, it's a peach" when one of them struck the ground in front of you? There's not a problem?
- See you Tuesday, same time.
- Yes. "
It's funny the shrink. I feel that uncovers bits of neurosis scurrying here and there, between two groves of conversation. One day I will find the den of these cursed creatures.
Bosch, The Garden of Earthly Delights (detail), 1504 
