Rilindja Academy, Gjekmarkaj's satire: A misunderstanding jeopardized the party! They couldn't understand whether it was the school or the investigator

By Agron Gjekmarkaj

The first day of school was filled with the tweets of the new MPs! Tony blessed the school and said a prayer!

The bird had put on two ribbons and was happily flying here and there! Interior Minister Ervin Hoxha, in a black apron with a white collar, and two slices of butter and jam, licked them like a glutton without ringing the bell!

Petrit Malaj was wearing sandals with white socks, shorts and a bag with straps! Gonxhe played with a rubber ball, against the wall like a čapkë and from time to time he stole a bite from Hoxha! Ceno Klosi made the kaluçi and then danced in the yard. He told others that I am good with the rector of the Academy! Ogi rang the bell singing: "The bell is ringing, the bell is ringing, the bell is ringing!"

The Çamarrok people gathered one by one, hand in hand! Sara and the neo-mountaineer came out in front of their friends and sang two or three songs about Baba and the white nights we enjoy today! Ismet Beqiri played the zyrna, Antoneta the tambourine, Majko the accordion, although not as virtuoso as always!

A misunderstanding threatened to ruin the whole party! The students were asking: “Where is Academician Bora?” She was nowhere to be seen! Someone said that she was elected young like us, so a novice, and she should come as a student to learn! Probably one of those whom Bora had worked so hard to collect CVs and videos for the platform of the deputy we want! But there was a rebellion: Bora could not come like everyone else, and it was decided that, in order to preserve her image, she would not show up!

The first to enter the lecture hall was Academician Fatmiri! Not even a fly was buzzing! The crowd was heavy!

He opened the register, took the absences! He got up, checked their cleanliness, whether they had cut their nails, brushed their teeth! One of them got angry, hit him on the back of the head with a stick and cursed: "You bastard, you scoundrel!", and sentenced him to stand on one leg for 10 minutes, like in the time of Dovlet!

The poor people froze, they couldn't understand whether it was the school or the investigator!

Amidst the cheering, one of them asked for Professor Ulsi, the most loving and playful one! He kicked him in the backside a couple of times and said: "Sikter, get that bastard out of here... this government has come out of the first operational zone!"

That horror is over! It was Academician Niko Nikoqiri's turn! He was a little emotional and his cheeks were a little red!

He sighed lightly and began to speak: “What can I tell you, my dear, here in the party man is a wolf to man, solidarity is a facade, servility is a tool, lies are a profession…” The children rolled their eyes… He understood, his tongue said, he drank some water… “I was joking”, he spoke in a clear voice… “Look at me… what was I like before I knew Babo, I was a scoundrel, a woodcutter, I sold old computers, collected used goods, I carried them on my back until I was covered in sweat because we didn’t bathe every day… Now I followed Babo, I became a regular, my phone rings, I make trouble, sometimes a minister, sometimes not, but a bereqavers, when it doesn’t work, it drips! I have nothing more to tell you, follow my example, never do like Ditmar (who knows how much he hates us professors now, his thoughts were read), there are no friends and comrades in the party, note this – goodbye, little rascal!”, and off he went!

The students were waiting with curiosity to see who would enter the classroom: Teacher Damiani, Teacher Mamica, Professor Blendi Klosi, Academician Tao, but suddenly Braçja appeared!

"Who will speak about Skanderbeg's exploits since Mamica is not here?", someone from Durrës asked in a low voice!?

"He's busy," his friend sighed in his ear, "he's making peace between Iran and Israel, he's gone to the Strait of Hormuz! That zdap Genc Gjonçaj is putting up some scaffolding there, so that the peace speech can be held! Kostaqi has sworn to the Ayatollah and Netanyahu not to let off any bombs during the talk!"

The bra immediately created an atmosphere: "Hey, do you want some seeds?", he said, and the fap took a few handfuls out of his pocket and scattered them!

He began with a question: “What is the most important book in the world?” There was a dead silence! No one was whispering!

Erjoni, to help them, started saying: "Where-where-where-?"

Towards the end, one said: “The Quran, teacher!”

Braçja was disappointed: "Okay, okay," she replied, "it's important, but there's a more valuable one!", she began: "Where-where-where-?"

A man from Elbasan greeted him: "Kurumi, teacher!"

The bra couldn't stand it, she grabbed him from the favorites and threw him outside!

He continued once more with desperate hopes: "Where-where-where?"

"With permission," said Termeja! "Comrade teacher, the most important book on the face of the earth is Kurban, written in dark times by Babo the commander! I read it on Auntie's recommendation"!

"Bravo!", Eri said, "you're going to be a prokopi!"

He advised all students to follow Termeti's example; next time, learn these passages by heart and turn to the designated pages!

A deputy at the end was crying in a muffled voice! Eri approached him and asked: "What's wrong?"

He said plaintively: “I wanted Teacher Tilden… Teacher Tilden…!”

"She's not here today, dear, because she's preparing the lecture How to Increase Our Faith in Baba in Difficult Days!"! Klotilda in the library collecting literature!

When Mimi di Puccini found out, she expressed surprise at the conundrum - Babo is a widower, but she gives great confidence to those who took his place!