Next day the students improvised. I asked them to act honestly what the soldier would do. The soldier came home and was welcomed by his mother. She showed him her baby. He went next door. His neighbour welcomed him and gave him her baby to hold. The action became very slow. The soldier seemed to be staring into a watch as if he tried to tell the time from its workings. He gave the baby back to the neighbour. Then he went home and killed his mother’s baby. In my notebook I had written that is what he would do. He and the other students were surprised that he had done it. They were surprised when the next student to play the soldier also murdered the ‘wrong’ baby. All the students played the soldier and none of them could bring himself to kill the ‘right’ baby. It was a paradox.