To the poor Italian high schoolers that are starting their exams tomorrow:
May your favorite author be in the first exam and may your hand never cramp.
May the second exam be gentle on you, whatever subject it might be (and I wish Cesar to my ol’ fellow classicists).
May the third exam not kill you too much and may you remember all the four or five subjects.
May your oral exam be swift and your thesis amazing, may you never stumble on your words or have to talk about Hegel.
May you sing Venditti at the top of your lungs and may he actually bring you good luck, despite the saying.
May you all pass and graduate, with flying and soft colors alike.
And may you have fun and treasure this experience in your hearts’ good memories folder. Cause it’s a pretty special one, let me tell you.
You can do it guys!