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over the desks of the classroom. The six students, warned by the screams of Schaeffer,
concurred to help him and, while four of them were helping him to get up, the other two were
holding me to prevent to hit him again.

I was involved in fury because the aggression of the Professor had wounded me depply. I
was innocent; I didn’t know anything about Signs or Marks; I was studying with my efforst
placed to search the good of the homeland and that was undoubtedly a noble purpose.

I didn’t understand the hate of the Professor neither his desire to «exterminate me as a
rat».

–He is mad without question –I though while the studentschosen by Erns Schaeffer
were dragging me to the door.

–Take him out! Out from my sight! –He was screaming out of his head–. He is a liar and
a killer! He says that he doesn’t understand but he knows all deep in his heart, beacause he is
the image of the tempter Lucifer! His porpuse is to destroy our mission with his damn
presence…!

Minutes later were still reverberating in my ears, the absurd accusations of Ernst
Schaeffer: killer, liar, ignominius mark, Lucifer… God, what is this?

–Are you ok Kurt? –One of the «chosen ones» was shaking me by the shoulders, trying to
make me react. I saw him, still blinded by the rage and the bewilderment that the attitude of
the Professor had provoked me, and I had just met him. He was Oskar Feli, a good Comrade
natal of Vilna, Letonia. We made friendship, in the first years of the NAPOLA, when by our
character of «foreigners» we were motive of mockery within our German Comrades.

–Kurt, take it easy –Said Oskar–. I must return to the classroom, but I’ve to talk with
you. Be at the gymn in a half hour later.

I looked him going away and I shook my head trying to clear my head of this nightmare.

I didn’t know that Oskar formed part of the group elected by Ernst Schaeffer neither
suspected about what he wanted to talk, but I’d wait him because he was one of the few friends
that I had in Lissa.Neverthelees that half hourwould be as long as a century, because my animic
state impulsed me to went out immeditly from there and return to Berlin, seat of the Flieger
H.J.

After cleaning my face with cold water and disposed to wait for Oskar, I took a sit in a
solitary corner of the enormous gymn. I was more tranquil when my kamerad came.

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