The school yard was going to be a graveyard.
Preparations took two whole days, and a couple of men had been hired to empty the library.
I watched them slowly pile up manuals, maps and books. Considering the size of that heap, it was going to be an impressing fire. The library must be empty by now… I sat in my classroom, staring out of the window, observing the coming and going. Men throwing books across the yard, smoking, drinking alcohol.
