Poem about twins, Jakob and Winkel. Presumably German. On dies, and the poem end"I dont know if I am Winkel what is living or Jakob what is dead. Someone must know the work. Maybe Austrian?
Oh, sorry you pair. Touchy eh?To clarify, poor Andrea dont like her job, is stressed, and its a shame to waste her life in those circumstances. So my (friendly but firm) advice you have to move on, get a new life, get a new job, good luck ! Now. If you are teachers, what about my poem?