Non fiction

Issue #8

The Tissue

The guy before him shifted slightly and finally blocked him completely from his teacher’s view. Now the hardest part began. Danny sniffled a few times and casually reached for his pocket to find the tissue that would save his academic life. His fingertips found the tip of the tissue and he lifted it out of his pocket in the most careful manner. A quick look to the right and left assured him that no one was watching him. After all, what’s so suspicious about a guy using a tissue, right? A sly grin spread over his face when he unfolded the tissue in his lap. He had never expected it to work out this well. Definitely worth the ten quid he had spend on the disguised how-to-cheat-website. Danny lifted the tissue to his nose and pretended to wipe it.


v = A ω sin (ωt) = (or) A ω cos (ωt). Perfect. This was all he needed to finish the impossible question. The lifesaving tissue disappeared in his pocket again and he concentrated on solving the question. Within ten minutes he was finished and looked around the room. His fellow students were still sweating over their exams, bended necks and desperate eyes. He could almost hear their brains cracking in search for the difficult formulas. A feeling of superiority slowly spread inside him. If they would only have been as smart as him, they wouldn’t have had any problems now. And the teachers didn’t even care that much. The only thing the University Board cared about was getting the highest pass rate. Danny stretched his arms and looked at the clock, only five more minutes left. He scanned his exam once more and grinned. Definitely a pass.

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