“When Cloter came to school this morning, we were all terribly surprised because he had glasses on his nose. Cloter is a good guy, but he is the slowest in our class, and it seems that they put glasses on him precisely because of this. “It’s all the doctor,” Cloter explained to us. “He told my parents that if I wasn’t doing well in my studies, then maybe it was just because I couldn’t see well in class. And then they took me to the glasses store. Monsieur, who deals with glasses, looked into my eyes through a special apparatus - but it didn’t hurt at all - and made me read a bunch of letters - terrible nonsense, without any meaning, and then gave me glasses, and now - time! – I won’t be lagging behind anymore...”