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My young son asks me...

 My young son asks me: Must I learn mathematics?
What is the use, I feel like saying.
That two pieces Of bread are more than one's about all you'll end up with.
My young son asks me: Must I learn French? What is the use, I feel like saying.
This State's collapsing.
And if you just rub your belly with your hand and Groan, you'll be understood with little trouble.
My young son asks me: Must I learn history? What is the use, I feel like saying.
Learn to stick Your head in the earth, and maybe you'll still survive.
Yes, learn mathematics, I tell him.
Learn your French, learn your history!

by Bertolt Brecht
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