I was promoted with nines in all my subjects, I would even receive something called a scholarship. Of the forty we had been, thirty-two remained. Gino failed, Alfonso had to retake the exams in three subjects in September. Urged by my father, I went to see Maestra Oliviero -- my mother was against it, she didn't like the teacher to interfere in her family and claim the right to make decisions about her children in her place -- with the usual two packets, one of sugar and one of coffee, bought at the Bar Solara, to thank her for her interest in me.

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