What Is The Chance Of Regaining Kidney Function

second act.

Scene: Classroom 20 divided in half by a movable wall (not our class, and already this puts us a little apprehensive

Time: 13:30 and the hot sun beats mercilessly on the glass wall of the classroom to the whole
Starring: The committee sitting around the dock - at the head, "the chair"
We (the being tested) gathered around the table of waiting, our first album to be produced
, sweaty hands, and ears to hear what happens
beyond the booth. The furtive peek not reveal any instrument of torture (in appearance).

we are called one by one in alphabetical order.
As you raise the tone of furtive whispers and re-pass measures of tablecloths and BEP formulas, beyond the screen quickly follow each other explanations, illustrations, questions and explanations.
Then the defendant to turn out with a smile that goes from ear to ear and is interrogated for the second time, even to us: "What did they ask? What did they say? How did it go? "

As you shorten the queue of those who still come in and extends that of someone who is already out, the atmosphere loses electricity up to what we are advised that the press and television arrived. At this point who has already been "cued" goes away leaving the last row of the sun in front of the enemy. Finally

all being tested were duly considered, so here we are all crammed in the Hall 11 (our dear old class): Review, print, TV. Authorities also arriving in dribs and drabs.
Pending the verdict (the Commission is still gathered in the 20 to act) are duly photographed and taken over our albums, other explanations and illustrations (on this point and that other embroidery). We
rilassatissime now, we laugh, we joke, and tell ... .. graciously accept the compliments of all as we honor of a rose.

Then, finally we are all really (Commission, teachers, students, the media and authorities) and the speeches can be pronounced.
are also photographed our test papers and pastries and savory snacks are consumed in abundance.
now ex-students we can be almost entrepreneurs.
Time passes and each time someone dares a "Well, it will be time to say goodbye" but not taken down an inch, and all we stand there and nobody wants to go first.
The Commission is gone, greet the Authorities renewed the compliments, teachers circulate around deservedly taking their share of glory, and renewed rounds of greetings, hugs and kisses, but only changes the position of everyone in the room, but still nobody crosses the door to leave.
The rite is repeated three or four times el'Attilio, armed with mop and brush hovers menacingly nearby "at 6 am (18:00) there is progress and I still have to clean," he muttered sadly. Gratify himself of pastries and snacks for a moment and disappears, only to reappear soon after more menacing than before.

the tiradardi they walk slowly down the hall and down the stairs.
another round of greetings and kisses, the other parked outside the port, other promises to resent regularly.
fact the date is June 18 - lunch - still do not know where.

--- Piera