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My school teacher. (Part 1) Her name is Ms. Sofia. She is a teacher of Russian language at my school. She has been working there for 45 years and she isn't going to leave her job, despite of all difficulties she faces every day. First time when I met her was in 5th grade. I came in her clean and cool classroom and set down. Soon ahead us appeared woman. She had small growth, short and dark hair. Her face was dotted with wrinkles, around which two narrow, brown eyes were looking at us, patiently waiting for our attention. With first sight she filled us with dread because she seemed quite strong and experienced person to grand us into dust. We were right. After short pause she began speaking. First thing we heard was rules of being in her classroom. They were all obvious later: not to run around, not to besmirch furniture, not to draw on desks and ect. But the last one was a little bit strange. Not to hang our bags on the chairs. We used to hand our bags on the back of chairs but now it was forbidden to us. We got perplexity. It happend that those chairs were the gift by her last class and she wanted to save it for a long time. We resigned quickly.
Mar 4, 2015 5:08 PM
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My School Teacher. (Part 1)

Her name is Ms. Sofia. She is a teaches of Russian language at my school. She has been working there for 45 years and she isn't going to leave her job, despite of all the difficulties she faces every day. The first time when I met her was in the 5th grade. I came walked into in her clean and cool classroom and sat down. Soon,  ahead us appeared a woman appeared in front of us. She had was slim small growth, short and had dark hair. Her face was lined dotted with wrinkles, around through which two narrow, brown eyes were looking at us, patiently waiting for our attention. With At first sight she filled us with dread because she seemed quite a strong and experienced person, able to grind grand us into dust. We were right. After a short pause she began speaking. First thing we heard was were the rules of being in her classroom. They were all obvious later: not to run around, not to damage the besmirch furniture, not to draw on desks and so on ect. But the last one was a little bit strange. Not to hang our bags on the chairs. We used to hang our bags on the back of the chairs, but now it was forbidden to us. We were perplexed got perplexity. It happened that those chairs were the a gift by from her last class and she wanted to save it keep them for a long time. We resigned quickly obeyed.

March 4, 2015

My school teacher. (Part 1)

Her name is Ms. Sofia. She is a teacher of Russian language at my school. She has been working there for 45 years and she isn't going to leave her job, despite of all of difficulties she faces every day. First time when I met her was in 5th grade. I came in her clean and cool classroom and set sat down. Soon ahead us appeared woman after a woman appeared in front of us. She had small growth grown, short and dark hair. Her face was dotted filled with wrinkles, around which two narrow, brown eyes were looking at us, patiently waiting for our attention. With at first sight she filled us with dread(we were unconfortable with her) because she seemed quite strong and experienced person to grand us into dust(so intimidating). We were right. After short pause she began speaking. First thing we heard was rules of being in her classroom. They were all obvious later: not to run around, not to besmirch furniture, not to draw on desks and ect. But the last one was a little bit strange. Not to hang our bags on the chairs. We used to hand hang our bags on the back of our chairs but now it was forbidden to for us. We got perplexity(confused). It happend that those chairs were the gift by her last class and she wanted to save it for a long time. We resigned(gave up) quickly.

March 10, 2015
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