Usually, the lessons progressed quickly. Presenting new data, and explaining it to the students had never been a particular progress for Tomasz, and he always enjoyed the lessons -- firstly, the students often had a view to apply to the topic in question that he himself had not previously considered, and secondly, the lessons allowed a small escape from everyday life. Not to say that Tomasz did not enjoy the daily life, but he would have wished for a simpler one.
This particular lesson seemed to take a long while though. Tomasz's eyes strayed again and again to the file that had been given to him. While not intent to read it out earlier on, after having given the file his wish was to go through it and analyze the points. Perhaps he could even compile a response to suggest how to avoide the possible mistakes displayed.
He had no particular illusions about what could be done -- usually, very little. Every problem he had begun to examine in more detail was based upon a thousand more. It would only be possible to tackle one with plans to tackle them all, especially in this intertwined era. And even if you manage to solve a few, the solutions are always...
'Professor, could you say why...'
'Oh, excuse me.'
Brought back to the reality again. A lecture, and a lecture which needs to continue. No matter what a solution is, to anything -- we need to know what we're dealing with, and knowledge is gained by learning.
'Now, could you please ask your question again?'
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