|Photo c/o Lost Bulgaria.|
Angel had volunteered to be on duty again. Being on duty meant that you were responsible for making sure that the blackboard was spotless, the water in the bucket was clean, the sponge was sitting on the board sill, and there was enough chalk to last until the Americans dropped the bomb on us.
In Wunderkind by Nikolai Grozni
Those of you who grew up under Communism: do you remember this? I laughed so hard because I clearly remember the Cold War style competitions we had in school: who's better at getting the blackboard spotlessly clean?! One friend learned from her older sister that if you clean the board with simple syrup (sugar + water) it looks shinier and the teachers would be happier. We all got so sticky that afternoon!
Those of you who did NOT grew up under Communism: does this paragraph even make sense? Also, do we, former Commies, fool ourselves in thinking that we had it worse than y'all? Was going to school in America in the '80s less inspiring that we think?
Kyle and I like to compare childhood stories and are often surprised at how similarly we grew up.