What I learned! When I was in the fourth grade, before the summer holidays we gave flowers to the teachers, and I had a huge, expensive bouquet. You should have congratulated the teachers, but... They were cruel and unfair! And I gave the one who really deserved, a cleaner. But next year we didn’t see her. Nine years later, a friend told me that she was his neighbor, and then she left school and started her own business. She said I gave her hope.

Any power irritates you until you are in power.

I take my high school son out of school. He stretched out heavily last summer, grew up with his dad, and now his vortex head, rising above his classmates, is well seen from afar.
I see my son standing surrounded by three girls and telling them something fascinating. They listen to him fascinated and even, in the literal sense of the word, open their mouths. Seeing my car, the son said goodbye to his listeners and approached me.
“Son,” I ask him, “why are your interlocutors not in school shape?”
They are teachers!

Vladimir Vladimirovich, I have a question to you. I just want to warn you, I know what is happening to them.