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‘Do you have any brothers and sisters?’ asked Miss Hospes, with a blush on her cheeks.

‘I have sisters. One is called Louise and the other Sandra. Louise is seven and Sandra is seven, too. They’re twins. I can’t tell them apart, they’re so alike. But I like Sandra better than Louise.’

‘Right, Joost,’ said Miss Hospes, ‘go and sit next to Bart. Bart is that boy with the red sweater. Can you see him?’

‘Yes, he looks like a leprechaun.’

He came over to me and said we were going to the clay tray. He paid scarcely any attention to the other children. I beckoned André, who was sitting opposite me at our table. ‘We’re going to the clay tray, come on.’

‘This is clay,’ said Joost at the clay tray, as if he were giving a commentary. ‘When I pick up a piece of clay, I can make something out of it. For example, a little man. But when I throw the man back in the clay tray and I give him a thump, he becomes clay again.’ He sounded really surprised, as if he himself were listening to something new. André looked at him open-mouthed.