– You as a minister in the ministerial form.
She was living with Olga Andreevna was a daughter or aunt Feodosia as everyone called her mother, his sister Olga Andreevna, Aunt Fenya.
So the bride went well. Grandmother Eugenia Lavrentevna no longer makes such long journeys and engaged in farming. Cooked food from the oven, cleaned walnuts, assisted cleaning potatoes from the garden. Because of concerns come September 1st. By this triumph mother prepared in full. I had a brand new bag, notebooks, ABC, pen, ink, ink, and all the essentials that you need to first grade…
Chapter Eight
1955 has come, and the day came 1 September. I came with my mother to the school and saw a few familiar boys and girls’ kindergarten. Basically, most of the children I did not know. The first with what had to face, it is a place at a school desk.
I went to class at a convenient place, it seemed to me at the center of a number of school, I sat down at the desk. But then came a girl with a round face and a thick protruding in different directions pigtails.
– This is my place! – Frowning, she said angrily. I tried to argue.
– I first got here! – What the girl said:
– Look under the desk, there is my portfolio.
Lifting the lid desk, I saw a briefcase. As I rose to make room, the class quickly filled with first graders. Without losing a moment longer, I rushed to the vacant lot next. Once settled there, immediately looked under the desk lid, it was empty. But immediately in front of me became blond boy from my growth:
– This is my place! – He said – I took it!
I replied angrily: – Then you do not have your books. I’m not going anywhere from here, you will sit at me behind the back.
The boy wanted to protest, but his mother sat at the next desk behind. When the first bell sounded and the parents left the class, suddenly, I felt a terrible pain in hair. A moment later, I realized that I was that there are forces that pull hair. I instinctively grabbed the enemy’s hands and jumped up. The boy, leaving his fingers to tear pieces of my hair, barely lifted his hands on my head. My rabies was no limit. Losing control because of acute pain, I did my best hit the neighbor in the head with his fist. The boy immediately settled in their place, started to cry, and from his nose gushing blood stream.
At this time, the teacher entered the class. She saw him bleeding, ran to the victim, and a handkerchief to stop the bleeding from the nose. Then, as nothing happened, began the first lesson. She introduced herself:
– Children, I am your first teacher. Call Olga. I will lead you up to the fourth grade. – She paused, and then continued:
– And now let’s get acquainted. I will give the name, patronymic and everyone, and everyone should get up from his place, for all to see it.
Getting started.
When my turn came, I heard his name, felt the paint fills a person stood up.
The whole class was looking at me, and the world seemed to have waited for something not usual, so it seemed to me in those moments (and, because in the future, after many years, will my work, the novel «A SYMBOL OF ENTERNITY» which stir the whole world).
– Sit down! – came the word of the teacher to hearing. And I, in obedience to the voice of the teacher, took his seat at the desk.
– Klivchuk! – Named following the name of Olga.
I got up a fair- haired boy with blood on his nose. It turned out that the boy’s name is Nicky, and he was already eight years old. From the boys’ eyes in the class do not hide my fight with Klivchukom Kolya and the boys started to respect me as well as feared. But the fight for the lead was carried out continuously every hour, and every minute.
The class had to learn good, even excellent, that is worthy leader.
At the break the leader should be the strongest, but the older students loved, on occasion, to show their superiority in strength and leadership. Show helplessness junior school students, particularly prestigious. But the humble leader junior school students no less prestigious front of their classmates.
In this and built were in that distant time, all relations between the rural school boys.
Parents are gone before the first school day ended. For the first time the children as adults, were home alone.
I discovered that behind me is a girl in our class. The next morning, I ran into her when coming out of the gate of his house on the street.
– Hi. – She greeted a small voice, and looked down.
– Hi. – I replied.
And we, silently, went to school…
autumn. Yellow leaves on a slender row of chestnut trees near the church and the blue, blue sky, low pressure invigorating autumn wind, the buzzing of wasps, darting a quick flight pebble, all this Indian summer. Young students walked to school past the street chestnut, churches and school playground. Here is the entrance step. Travel merged with the crowd rushing to school, and disappeared behind the door of the school.
– So, kids, today we have for the second time came to school. – Start lesson Olga.
– Today I’ll show you how to behave in the classroom. – She began to talk about what to do if you want to ask something, etc. Suddenly, with the last batch of the boy she jumped up and quickly rushed to the exit. Slammed the door, he embarrassed the teacher opened his mouth in surprise; listening to the steps the student was removed.
The boy soon returned and went so quickly to his seat. Teacher and this time could not answer, but was lost at the blackboard with his mouth open.
– «Do not even raised his hands and asked to leave.» – I thought. I was not clear why Volodya Tzipa (the name of the boy) did not understand how to ask to get out of class. The teacher, having recovered from the unexpected behavior of the student, said:
– Tzipa, what are you left without permission? – She looked at the student, waiting for an answer. Tzipa said:
– I went out. – He replied.
– Why? – Waited explanations teacher.
– I wanted to write. I went and pissed at the school fence. – With these words, Olga blushed to the ears. The, having recovered a bit, began quietly to explain:
– Volodya, and all children, listen again when you need to go to the bathroom, you need to raise your hand. And when I ask what you need, you say that I need to get out. It was only on my command, when I say go, you can go out. Do you understand?!
The children responded in unison:
– U- under- stay- on!
I came home in high spirits. My grandmother was in the garden. She dug the potatoes. I realized at once, seeing the strap constipation, abandoned without a castle right on the gate bracket. This meant that the owner of the garden and the house is unoccupied. I put the bag under the corridor door and went into the garden to look for grandma.
In the garden, among the dry stems of potato, rosy balls pumpkins and dried leaves pumpkin leaves, low, leaning over the earth, and my grandmother was hooked on working toes black shoveled earth. White potato tubers come to the surface, nimble fingers grabbed them, and each, in size, fell in its strictly assigned to the basket.
– Oh, it’s you, Valik? – Softly she said to me. With difficulty he leveled. – Well go already eat. Today I cooked soup with beans and meat. Even buckwheat.
Grandmother was in a good mood. It’s a beautiful, warm autumn day. Rich