When I was in the seventh grade in our school (in the framework of the development of democratic values) decided to hold elections of the President of the school.

In the courtroom, the smaller director announced that anyone can submit his candidacy, subject to the collection of signatures from at least 10 students. The signature collection was commissioned by the library.

After school, my boys and I went home and I proposed to create a double party and win the election. At the primary assembly of the cell of the dual party, I was nominated as a presidential candidate.

The next day, all the two-three-boys and boys with a sense of humor came to the library. So it turned out that in two weeks I collected about 40 votes, and the other candidates (they were all girls - senior classes from 6 to 9), collected from 5-8 (by the number of girls).

I thought I had won, but it was only the first stage.

Furthermore, it was uninteresting, we were given some non-public tasks such as the best poem about the school or to write a composition "how I see the work of the school president".

In the end, we were two. I and the girl are excellent from the parallel class (the favorite of all teachers, the absolute ideal of the school). In order for you to understand the level of ideal, she played snowball all the years she was in school.

A week before the elections on the main stand of the school, a seat was released for two stengazets. We (the finalists) were instructed by Monday to draw up an election program and to place stencils with agitation. In the stengazet it was necessary to indicate what grades you are studying, which groups you attend, what you are interested in and further free suggestions on how to improve life in school.

I thought for a long time what to write and eventually we and the boys painted a stengazette. When I came to school, I saw that this girl was placed.

Then I was funny, but now looking at the election campaign, I understand that the professional staff worked on it)

In the middle was written “Katia Petrova! Do you want to be an excellent? Vote for me! »

And then there were photos of her activities at school. Here Katya is the eternal snowmen, but here on September 1, Katya is ringing the eternal bell. Here is Katya at Molbert's art school, but here she plays the piano in a musician, here is Katya with a ball jumping on basketball, and here she plants trees on a sabbat.

There was a text:

My name is Katya Petrova. I am in this school from 1st grade and I am a round excellence. I am fascinated by basketball, music, painting and pearl weaving. I participate in self-activity and love nature. I was abroad in Turkey and Cyprus, and I also like to rest with my grandmother and grandfather in Kislovodsk.

Vote for me!

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I, of course, refrained, because Zavoch clearly said that there is a need for a PROGRAM, i.e. a list of ideas for improving life in school. And I wrote him.

On the stand was my photo and signature.

by Abram Simpson. The guarantee of respect for everyone. »

The text of the agitation was this:

My name is Abram, I am in the 7th grade in three and fourth grade. I do not go to clubs, I do boxing and sambo.

If you choose me as president of the school, I will the following results:

1st School competitions;

2nd The first school beauty contest

Three Classes of aviation modeling (as in a neighboring school);

4 is The right to study computer science for all, not just the A class;

5 is Distribute microscopes on biology on all batches, not so that the first batches are a microscope, and the rest are drawn from a textbook.

6 is Open fire exits to ensure safety. (Here I lobbied the interests of the upper classes, because they were far away from running into the smoke.)

7 is In other schools, they play volleyball / basketball, and we have been running around a circle for a year and sit while he drinks tea;

8 is The teacher objectively evaluates the ability of the students. It is impossible to peel out the bust of Apollo from the plasticine and the plasticine is bored.

9 is A call for students, not for teachers! The teacher is paid money to make a class plan, and in 7 minutes we have to have time to run to another office, drink water, eat, prepare for another lesson.

10 is It’s time to find out where the money goes for renting a dining room for weddings every weekend.

The stengazets hanged until the evening, until the man who was leaving the house saw them. There was no newspaper this morning. I was summoned to the director in the composition of “Class Leader/Zavuch/Director”, there I was long choked on the topic “how I dared to write such nonsense” and I was removed from the elections with the formulation about moral and moral discrepancy, a note in the diary and the indication “let this be a lesson for you.”

A week later, the girl who remained the only candidate made the president of the school, handed her in the acting hall a medal, a wreath and some gift.

Without elections, without votes, without everything. In fact, they just appointed a convenient and obedient candidate who will do what they will tell her for the fifth.

And you know, it was really a lesson for me all my life. I understand how elections work.

According to the results of the exit sexes, I won with a huge gap.