"You can make up your own story when you look at a photo."
Brian Selznick, The Invention of Hugo Cabret

Home now, and back to reality...
Someone is being "interrogated" tomorrow. This does not mean that the teacher will tie her to a chair and shine a light in her face. An "interrogazione" is supposed to mean she will be called to the front of the class and asked what she can recite from her geography book about volcanoes and the formation of mountains.
The way she is carrying on, though, I am beginning to have my doubts...

"I've had enough of knowledge!
My brain is full!
School sucks!
Everything sucks!
I've had enough of questions!
Can't they just keep their questions inside of them, to themselves?"