There are three Chechens in the brigade, two at night, one per day. They communicate in Russian easily and almost constantly. About eight o’clock in the morning and evening, during the shift, a critical number of them gathered in one place – three people, and the rest of the brigade has the opportunity to appreciate the beauty of the Chechen language. As they say, at col-ve>=3, only on their native, with extremely insignificant inclusions of the great and powerful, and, of course, sufficient, for a constructive conversation, the volume of mat.

In fact, there is a hot controversy in Chechnya. All non-Chechens have long put on this fact, perceiving a conversation as just a noisy background.

But begin to jump (in Russian) the abbreviation "EGE", the words "diploma", "promotion", "master". I listen - here and I eat understandably: they talk about passing the EGE, for back-to-back in the universe, and there and promotion, you can as a master go higher, and so on.

I pour tea, sit next to me, in the conversation pause, I continue in Russian:

- Without a tower nowhere, right, you need to study, if there is a technician, you can go to the universe without EGE - only the entrance to pass, and in general, and so on.

You would see their faces. Now they consider me a very cunning Russian, who hid their knowledge of Chechen, for his perverted purposes. Yes, they try to keep me silent.