The class had not begun, a disturbing silence lay inside the room. But the silence was broken by the sound of the door opening. Mozes went in and watched carefully the empty chairs were in his head and how many students had that room, would soon be full. He went to the chalkboard and cleaned with the eraser.
Mozes: Impeccable or not, there's will be always something to clean.
He sat on the chair handsomely. He arrived too early.
The first period of their class would be philosophy. A good subject to talk to young minds and exchange names and ideas.
He waited quietly until the tidy students arrive first.
