Staromestská 6/d, Bratislava, Slovaquie
Pavol Rankov (né en 1964) est écrivain de fiction, essayiste, journaliste, informaticien et pédagogue universitaire. Après avoir terminé son éducation secondaire à Bratislava, il a étudié la bibliothéconomie à la Faculté de philosophie de l’Université Comenius de Bratislava (1983-1987). Il a travaillé comme méthodologue à la Bibliothèque Nationale Slovaque à Martin (1987-1990) et à la Bibliothèque Pédagogique Slovaque à Bratislava (1991-1992). Depuis 1993, il travaille au Département des sciences de l’information et des bibliothèques de l’Université Comenius à Bratislava. Il participe aux projets de la radio slovaque. Il vit à Bratislava.
Translated by: Heather Trebaticka
The first of September was a Saturday. Ján had postponed his last summer termexam until this date.
He got up from the desk where he had been preparing his notes and sat down on the chair in front of the examiner’s table.
‘Well, colleague, first show me what question you have drawn,’ said Professor Očovský genially. Ján handed him the slip of paper and said, ‘Clostridium botulinum.’
‘Clostridium botulinum?!’ the professor repeated with evident pleasure. ‘That is the gold reserve of Bacteriology II. Well, let’s have it.’ ‘Chlostridium botulinum is a group of bacteria to be found in food that has been sterilized at an insufficient temperature. It causes poisoning known as botulism. The symptoms of botulism are headaches, thirst, double vision, paralysis of the respiratory muscles, difficulty in speaking and swallowing. But I’ll come back to the bacteria itself.’
‘Don’t come back to anything, colleague,’ Professor Očovský said, smiling. ‘Hand me your student record book. I’ll write a first in it.’
‘That quick?’ Ján was surprised.
The professor briskly wrote in the grade and returned the book to Ján.
‘Here you are… But don’t go away yet. You must stop by at room forty-nine at the end of the corridor.’
‘Of course, I’ll go there right now,’ Ján said, still feeling elated. ‘Goodbye. And thank you once again.’
‘Don’t thank me, colleague, there’s nothing to thank me for,’ said the professor, when the door had closed behind Ján.
Ján had been as apprehensive about this exam as all his fellow students, or to be more exact, apprehensive about the unpredictable moods of the examiner, Professor Očovský. Which is why he was very pleased to have got a first so quickly and effortlessly. It was a grade that few people Could boast of having for Bacteriology II.