Tickets number one
I think everyone dreamed of getting their first ticket at the exam. He was known even by the most emphatic twins.
I pulled him out several times. And not accidentally. In what way?
I studied well, but not well. Because of behavior. It suffered from a talkative tongue and sheep you know where (approximate behavior - 2 times in 10 years, once - broke my leg, 2 months gips, then crumbled, run no; the second - accidentally put me someone else's example, did not start to correct). was distracted.
But the exam is holy, only in 5++. A great student awoke in me. I prepared very hard. The exams were held every year, starting from the fifth grade. In the eighth grade – four, in the tenth – eight.
The fifth class. The Mathematics. Twenty some got, everything was brilliant, great, five, but the nerves, nerves went away...
In the sixth grade I was the first to draw a ticket. Not to shake in vain. Voila, His Majesty the First!
All envelopes are snow-white, perfectly flat, like fresh snow, only on one either slightly blurred or muddy. He was different, but he was different. He took it, he broke out of the row, ruined the picture. My first...
Everything went great. But I thought. (I am 12 years old) In memory: the soundtrack enters, a pack of envelopes in the hand, the top, naturally, is pressed with the thumb. from him trace. of logic? It is logical!
So I picked up my first tickets until the end of school. Only once did someone get before me. Exams are held once a year and teachers are different. No one understood.
I have always been preparing for the exams, honestly!!! to