"I'll just look at one answer to get the engine running," he promised himself.
But GDZ is a slippery slope. First, he copied the definition of a "referendum." Then, he "borrowed" a complex paragraph about the market economy. By 10:00 PM, his notebook was filled with perfect, adult-sounding sentences. He felt like a genius. "I'll just look at one answer to get
Lyudmila Petrovna smiled. "Exactly. That’s better than the PDF, Anton." By 10:00 PM, his notebook was filled with
He took a breath and looked at the book. Instead of reciting the textbook, he thought about the bakery down the street that had raised its prices for cinnamon rolls. "Well," he stammered, "if the rolls are too expensive, we go to the supermarket instead. So the bakery has to lower the price or make them better to get us back." "Exactly
"Anton," she said, tapping her pen against the textbook. "Your homework was... sophisticated. Tell the class, in your own words, how the 'invisible hand' of the market affects our local bakery."
Anton froze. The "invisible hand" felt very much like it was currently strangling his throat. He realized the GDZ had given him the words , but it hadn't given him the music .
The next day, his teacher, Lyudmila Petrovna—a woman who could smell a copied answer from the hallway—called him to the board.