“It’s the same thing that hurts”

Questions of a thoughtful franken, freely after B. Brecht so the story I"m telling you today is not from my friend heiner, who is a real frank, but from heiner himself, that is, from me. Because it"s about the beda, the gabelein, who would tell the stories otherwise.
Because the beda had made us a lot of problems, even though he didn"t know anything else, if you want to believe him. He had only known that he would never be able to. So not only not as a school principal, he already quit a few years ago, but as a member of the home town association. But now there is something less pleasant to see. The beda – or bedrus, as his friend soong – makes us an archer and worry in life, a weng a freid is in ferne ferne grudschd.