At the time, my lecturer in literature served in the army. He served after the 4th graduate of Philfax. He served normally, although he was called after 20 years. And his nickname in the army was Pushkin. All because he did not beat his ghosts. He had nine soldiers. Four of them are from the Caucasus. During the province, he did not beat them with boots, did not put on glasses, did not blow their head.



He forced them to teach poetry! If he fixed the flight, he approached and said, "Radovoi Katayev, dress up! Pushkin’s Tale of the Goldfish. This meant that the fighter had to run to the library, take Pushkin's fairy tales and be prepared for the fact that at any moment he could be dragged and he would have to "respond to the lesson". If someone disregarded the task, he got it. Rarely, very rarely, they were still pined, but most often they stood up in the wildest clothes. As a result, after some time, all nine people knew Eugene Onegin by hand. One day, during a regional commission, as a demonstration of the active creative activity of the part, he showed the papas number. Several soldiers in the roles read Pushkin. Four of the speaking Caucasians read better than the Russians. Some noted, the company was designated as exemplary, everyone was very pleased.