his shoulders. “Well, we thought it was best. Show them that we really think our school is good and reliable. Main lesson still rules.”
“Oh, yes. Except they were tired. Not so much this class as the others. Some of them were involved in Julius Caesar as well as being at the memorial last night. Odd to have it on a night when they had to come to school the next day.”
“Probably because it’s exactly five years since he died.”
Clara shuddered. Of course Rudolf Steiner had been an important man. Especially to the people here. But it was a bit creepy remembering his death day every year. Did they think he was some sort of saint or something?
“Did you find it tedious yesterday evening, then?”
Clara shook her head...
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