This tale or story I listened to at a family event when I was a child.
It was about a relative, a young teacher, who was sent to one of the old villages of old believers to teach in a rural school.
A young and humble teacher girl was sent to a temporary settlement with an old grandfather, who lived alone in a large house.
The old man met the girl kindly, took a large and bright room, helped with things, showed what and where.
By the evening, the grandfather covered the table and invited a guest to the samovar. Sitting for a long time, talking, drinking tea with delicious spices and when it was dark, the girl thanking her grandfather wanted to get up from the table, but it wasn’t.
When he saw that the girl wanted to leave, the grandfather asked, "Well, once I drank tea, now show your ass!"! to
The girl was numb, her legs grew from this to the floor, and the grandfather looked at her so kindly in the eyes, well, you'll show the ass but still tea?
The girl confused and not even knowing what to answer and do, barely spoke - you can drink more tea.
The grandfather poured a glass of tea and continued the conversation about the existence of life, about the village, about his late grandmother... He spoke calmly and kindly and the girl calmed down and began to think that she seemed or heard and again thanked to want to leave the table, as she suddenly heard clearly and clearly: - you're going to show such a shit?? to
The Soviet girl, the Komsomol, the excellent, never even kissed and suddenly THAT!!!! to
And the girl was frightened, in front of her was sitting, though quite old, but strong and big grandfather and bread boiling tea, with the evil, as it seemed to the girl, a smile, looked at her.
What about a cup of tea??? The girl breathed and whispered – tea.
“But strong,” said the grandfather, and poured on her another large clay cup of tea.
The girl was sitting and drinking tea and tears flowed from her eyes, the third cup just didn't go into her throat, but the girl postponing the shameful act of the last effort swallowed through the force of the throat after the throat.
"Oh dear see, I was quite tired," suddenly said the grandfather and after drinking his cup, turned it over and put it up until now said, "well, the tea was drunk, and now you can rest."
As it turned out, in that village "to show the ass" - it is the old custom of the owners and guests to turn the cup showing respect that the man drank everything to the end and it was delicious, thank you for the catering...
And it’s the same ass...
This was the first lesson a teacher received in that old village, then there were many more, but this she remembered for a lifetime.