Reflections on 1000 pranks

Luigi transferred to our class that year. It should be summer, because I still remember the hair on my arm. His skin is very dark. We thought he was a child of migrant workers, but he was neither a southerner nor a real foreigner. He comes from below: from hell. He smells of burning. You may have to look a few more times to recognize him as a demon, because Luigi is still young and the horns on his forehead are not obvious.

His name is Luqi, and he is your new classmate. The teacher introduced him to you. Luigi made an interesting face, and then he took the initiative to go to Clara, the priest's daughter, because there was a vacancy next to Clara. But the teacher immediately grabbed him and sat him next to Bruno. Bruno always smells like rabbits. Lurgi comes from a very warm country far away. I hope everyone can be good friends with him, the teacher said to everyone.

Yes! Luigi followed. Then the teacher said something he would say every time in the first class, and finally talked about arithmetic. Everyone knows what she is going to say, so they don't need to pay attention at all, just look at her once in a while. Lurgi kept staring at her.

Luigi, what happened to you? The teacher asked. Lurgi answered the teacher, You smell good! The teacher blushed. Can't you concentrate? The teacher said. Lurgi replied, "I'm very focused!" " ! Otherwise, how could I notice your smell? I also know a lot of things, such as burping. I can play as many times as I want. He started showing it to us until Bruno said, I want it, too. But Bruno's burping sounds unnatural.

Then the teacher said. Clara suddenly shouted, I can pee two meters away. Then the teacher said. Clara once again insisted that what she said was true, and she could prove it. Then Luigi shouted, "Show us!" !

We all feel a little ashamed. Fortunately, the teacher said to open your textbooks at this time! She gave Luigi a new one. Luigi opened the textbook and then closed it again. Luigi, open the textbook! Teachers' orders. Lurgi did the same, but as soon as the teacher's eyes left, he closed the textbook at once. The teacher asked, Luigi, what are you doing? Why do you always close your textbooks? Luigi's face turned black. He said: teacher, this is my unique skill, so that I can always listen to you.

Hearing this, many of us also began to turn over our textbooks desperately. The first class passed like this. The teacher looks worried.

When class was over, we didn't notice Luigi was a little lame. He has no shoes on his left foot. He has no left foot at all. It is a hoof.

Are you a demon? I asked. Luigi nodded. A real demon? Bruno asked. I don't believe that if he is really a devil, he can speak Latin, Clara said.

That was true in the past, but now we can all speak fluent German, Luigi explained.

We still don't trust him. Susanna said: Everyone can have clues, which doesn't prove anything. My grandfather has rabbit lips, and I have an aunt with artificial eyes.

Lurgi said, "I can light cigarettes without matches." Can your grandparents do it?

Then show us, Clara.

"Not without cigarettes," Luigi said. He wants us to buy a cigarette. It suddenly occurred to me that all the teachers put her cigarettes on the lecture table.

We agreed that Danny, the palest in the class, would stay in the corridor after class. The teacher saw the vacancy and asked where Danny had gone. He's not feeling well, I replied. The teacher went out to see Danny. At this time, I quickly took out a cigarette from the lecture table and gave it to Luigi. He put the cigarette in his mouth and began to flick his fingers. The sound coming from his thick and dirty nails sounds like a lighter. At best, that's it. The cigarette didn't light. Rotten cigarettes! Lurgi said.

Then the teacher came back with a pale Danny. "If you still feel sick, go home," the teacher said to Danny. Luigi flicked his finger again and only heard the sound of a lighter. I can't concentrate here, he said.

What happened? The teacher asked.

Luigi quickly put the cigarette behind his ear. Suzanne told the teacher: Lurgi said he was a demon, but we didn't believe him. We want him to prove it.

We can explain the devil in animal class first, so at least we have some basis, Max suggested.

The teacher doesn't know what happened yet. Who said Luigi was a demon? Apologize to Luigi immediately. No one spoke. Who scolded you, Luigi? The teacher asked. Nobody scolded him, Clara said loudly. None of us said he was a demon, because he was not at all. Now Luigi is crying. He was very sad. The teacher came up to him and gently stroked his furry head and back. He didn't cry until Susanna and Clara came to comfort him. All right! "I admit that you are a devil," said Susanna. Her eyes are full of tears, too.

Me too, Bruno said. He had to step back and make room for the girls to touch Luigi. Luigi looks like a pet now. I am really the devil, he said. The teacher just nodded and said: Yes! Yes! She is also very excited. Lurgi is our guest, and we should help him adapt to life here, she said.

When the bell rang, the teacher took out a cigarette from the lecture table. At this time, an unexpected thing happened to us. Lurgi limped to the front and flicked the fingers of his left hand: because he is left-handed. This time he lit a cigarette. Thank you! The teacher said to Lurgi. The teacher didn't expect or notice what happened at all. Luigi blew his fingers like a cowboy blowing a smoking revolver. We were all startled. Especially, most girls are very excited. Some boys began to flick their fingers under the chair. "It just takes practice," Bruno said.

Lurgi can do many other things. For example, he can stand in the same place and turn with his hoof like a top. He can spin so fast that we can't see him. He can also touch nettles with his hands without feeling pain. Because there were no nettles at school, he showed them to us on his way home. He said: As long as you say a spell, nettles can't hurt you. We started trying one by one. We tried every spell we could think of. We reached out to catch nettles while chanting. It's no use, our hands are prickly and red. "Maybe you spelled it wrong," Luigi said. Try the spell "Dog and Hell"! We followed it, and it was miserable again. Even the spell that begins with "the witch's heart is the cat's hair" and ends with "the lizard hurts the mouse" is useless.

Lurgi wants to teach us the trick of lighting a fire with his fingers, but don't even think about using our injured fingers. Only Clara has ever sparked a little, perhaps because she is also left-handed.

Lurgi lives in an abandoned barn outside the village. At the top of the barn, he built a nest of hay and sawdust, and he had to climb a ladder to get up. There are two cat skins nailed to the barn door, and we guess that Luigi must have eaten everything he caught.

We all like to play with Luigi. Bruno, Clara, Susanna and I are almost all with him, except that we are going home to eat and sleep. We don't do our homework with him because he doesn't do his homework. What homework? Once he asked. He blinked as if sand had fallen into his eyes. He thinks our game is very interesting. Sometimes he will ask us to modify the rules a little, just like jumping off a house. We don't draw heaven, because Luigi doesn't want to go there, so we will write hell in heaven.

Lurgi longed for hell very much, but he never made it clear what hell was. One night, when we were sitting around the fire in his barn, he told us why he came here. When he comes to our village as a trainee, he must learn to encourage us to play tricks. As long as we play tricks a thousand times, his internship will be over, and then he can go back to hell. Every prank, he used a nail to make a dent in his hoof and wrote it down so that he wouldn't forget it.

After listening to Lurgi, Susanna asked, How much money do we have now? There are 250 now, Luigi replied. "Then you won't leave us," I said.

Now, of course, we pay attention to when they draw dents to mark them. Once, I lit a shoelace in class, and Luqi was taking out a nail from his bag to make a dent in his hoof. I stopped him, because everyone should know that burning shoelaces won't make people cough, and it doesn't even have a real burning smell. This is not a prank. Put the nails away! I said it out loud so that everyone could hear me. Luigi really put the nails away.

On the way home, Bruno asked Luigi, if you really collected a thousand pranks, what would you do? I mean, in which direction would you disappear?

We have our own direction, and there is only one, Lurgi said, pointing to the vertical street. Right here? Bruno asked. Lurgi replied: Here or there, everywhere, you will never go wrong. No matter where you are, in America, in Rabin or in Turkey, you will always stand in hell.

Everywhere? Bruno repeated this sentence in fear. Clara said at this moment, you also have heaven above you.

Luigi looked up at the sky suspiciously. Yes! I didn't expect this, he said.

On the same day, Bruno began to dig holes in the land in his yard. He wanted to see if there really was a hell. He said: If there is hell everywhere, I will try to dig the softest place on the ground. A week later, the hole he dug was so deep that no one could get the soil out. We stood on the mound around the hole and helped him pull up the bucket full of soil with a rope. Do you feel anything? We are asked from time to time. Once Bruno finally replied: It seems that it feels very hot under your feet and it has a strange smell.

We also want to go down and have a look. Bruno promised to let us go down, but on one condition: we can't tell Luigi about it. Let's go down one by one in turn, and no one watching is allowed to make a sound. People who go down squat on the ground, and everyone stays in the hole for a while, listening to the sound and smelling. Under the dim light, Hui can see the soil slipping a little, feel the soil moist and breathe. Hell seems to be nearby.

Lurgi still knows about the cave. There is absolutely no loophole between us. He suddenly appeared next to us when Bruno was under the hole. "You look as if you have just come out of hell," said Luigi. He stood on the mound, put his hands on his waist and looked into the hole. The direction is right, but it is still far away. The road to hell is hard and far away! Then he sat down, put his left foot on his right knee and scratched four dents on his hoof. Now we have 43 1 channel.

It's not fair to dent if you want to. "We are troublemakers after all," I said.

Destroy the yard, and the four will destroy the yard together, said Lurgi.

Bruno did it at most. "We were just watching," Suzanne protested. Just then, Bruno's voice came from the cave: Good! This means that we can pull this bucket of dirt up. Can't you wait? (Suzanne shouted.

"You helped Bruno, you didn't just watch," Luigi said. He quarreled with Clara for a while. Finally, he promised to settle: forget Bruno's scar. Each of you three will have another chance to play tricks for free, but only before midnight today.

This feels great! Free pranks Susanna did it on the spot; She called Bruno an idiot and kicked the dirt in his hair and shoulders.

Clara is going to have a quarrel with her father at dinner. I have to wait a little longer. I'm going to wait until 1 1 50, open the window and scold for ten minutes. But as soon as I got home, my brother pissed me off. He stole my crayons, so before midnight, I took a knife and carved the words "hateful thief" on my brother's door.

Occasionally Luigi is invited to dinner. He comes to my house for dinner every Wednesday. Wash your feet and hooves first! Every time he comes to the door, his mother makes him do it. He will do it, and then his mother will stop him before he walks to the dining room. You can't serve the table like this! Then mom will put him in the bathtub. In this way, Lurgi squatted in the bathtub, clutching the edge of the bathtub with both hands until his mother helped him clean and dry himself. Once a month, my mother will cut his nails with gardening scissors. Luigi eats loudly. Dad will ask about life in hell. He always asks the same question: What's the temperature there? Then he will surely forget that he has asked.

It is autumn here. This is the season when fruits are ripe in the yard. Usually at this time, we will pick fruit and tear the quilt. We are especially careful this year, because Lurgi's hoof has more than 800 dents, and now we have to ask for the latest situation every day.

It was cold, so Lurgi sewed himself a thick quilt with cat skin. Although he is very young, he must not be used to the cold. How can he spend the winter in a broken barn with only a quilt made of cat skin? We all don't think this will work. I asked my mother, can I put a bed for Luigi in my room? Mom objected. First you want to keep mice, then guinea pigs, and now even demons!

But this time it's something completely different, I said. She retorted: Yes! This time it's even worse because it needs more care.

Until 1 1 month, we haven't found a place to live for Luigi. Finally, the teacher took him home. She has prepared a small room for Luigi, which contains a bed, a table, a chair and a bookshelf. On the wall near the bed, there is also a picture of an old saint. The saint has long hair all over his body and is said to have been living in the desert.

Suddenly, we all thought Luigi had changed. He's not the same Luigi anymore. Clara said: Luigi has changed since she lived in the teacher's house. Susanna thinks: Start earlier. Do you remember? Once he asked us to help him with his homework. Then Clara said, then you should go to the teacher. Hearing this, he sighed.

He really sighed? Clara asked. Yes! Sigh, Susanna said.

Lurgi is working hard at school now, and even listens to classes carefully every morning, although these classes are the same. He writes neatly and beautifully now. If his book is slightly dirty, he will apologize to the teacher. He smells of soap. Now he will raise his hand before speaking and pronounce clearly. He became very good. But to our surprise, even though he got better, the horn on his forehead kept growing.

We have changed, and the whole class has changed. Now Luigi has accumulated 952 dents. We must cut down on practical jokes. We could have hit people, called names, knocked over vases, tripped others and hurt their pants. We are all very careful now because of fear. How boring! Clara said: If we can't play pranks, at least let's do something good. So we have a new game. We began to look for old and weak people in the street, help them with their bags and help them cross the street. But don't go too far, or something like Bruno and Susanna will happen: Bruno was about to help an old lady with her luggage, and Susanna ran over and took it from Bruno. Bruno was very angry and had a fight with Susanna. As a result, Luigi wrote another note on his hoof.

The teacher said, it's strange that you don't speak until I ask questions. I can't stand this class. You make me uncomfortable all over. She swore a dirty word that she never allowed us to say before.

She really had a fever the next day. She asked Luigi to tell everyone that there was no class today. We decided to go to see the teacher together and tell her the truth. Lurgi feels ashamed because he hasn't told the teacher 1000 pranks until now.

Nice to meet our teacher. Because there are too many people, her bedside can't be crowded. She asked us to go to the living room, where Danny broke a vase. When Lurgi took out a nail from the bag to make a dent, we immediately took this as an example to explain Lurgi to the teacher. She was very moved. I don't know if the fog behind her glasses is caused by a fever or too touched. She hugged Luigi. Luigi shouted.

In fact, Lurgi often cries, sometimes because of friendship and more because of homesickness. If he is homesick, he will cry halfway and suddenly want to play a prank on us. For example, shooting birds with a slingshot, or making fun of a baker from Hungary, because his German has always been poor. But none of us are interested, and neither is he.

Is life in hell really that good? Susanna once asked. Not good at all, Luigi replied, even tragic.

Then why are you going back?

Lurgi doesn't know why. He said: Because it is my home after all.

Up to now, we have 970 dents, only 30 pranks left, so Lurgi has to say goodbye to us. He may leave at any moment. One morning, he looked depressed. To comfort him, each of us sent him a prank. I stole Bruno's pen and he stole mine. Clara cursed in a sad voice. Susanna threw her schoolbag into the closed window and everyone else followed her. After all the windows were broken, the teacher said, "put on your coat!" " It's cold now. Although we put on our coats and scarves, we soon froze. Snowflakes outside fly to the podium. Luigi was shaking all over. He counted the dents, a * * * 999. The teacher said, "It's time for a farewell party." . She invited the whole class to her home the next day, which was Sunday. At that time, we will perform the last prank well.

The result is not what we expected at all. After school that day, Clara, Susanna, Bruno and I followed Luigi back to the old barn where he once lived. Lurgi wants to go back and get his cat skin quilt as a souvenir for the teacher. It was windy, so we waited under the eaves. Clara said to Luigi, I want yours, too-your trick of flicking your fingers to light the fire. She flicked it with the fingers of her left hand, and it worked this time. We don't know how it happened. Lurgi's bed suddenly caught fire! It happened so fast that everything caught fire at once. We tried to put out the fire, but the floor was already on fire When we escaped, Luigi's ladder was already in the fire. Finally, we all escaped, except Luigi who stayed in the burning barn.

The next day we went to the teacher's house. Clara's arm is still bandaged. The teacher prepared cakes, tea and music. The teacher smoked a lot. Max asked her if the devil would be killed by fire. She said nothing but shook her head.