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It's almost been a year since I graduated from school. Honestly, it's hard to believe it, time truly does fly.
If I had to choose a favourite year in school, I'd choose the senior year without any hesitation or second thoughts. The reason for it is quite simple. In high school came realisation that it's almost over. No lessons, no teachers, no long corridors and kids sprinting around and no classmates. I guess, we all got that feeling and started treating each other more kindly. My class had always been very friendly but in senior year we all were on our best behaviour. We helped each other out with everything and it was so comforting and supportive. Maybe that's why we've survived the most stressful year of our lives quite unscathed.
As for the classes, my all time favourite subjects were, obviously, English, Literature and Geography. I wasn't really bright at exact sciences and wasn't fond of maths either. Although, I have to admit, I liked it when I could understand it. In our class, chemistry was the least popular subject but the teacher was so kind and caring. But my favourite teacher was my Russian/Literature teacher she was the youngest of all the teachers and her lessons were never boring. She even allowed us to drink tea during the lessons because it helped us to relax and not to stress about exams too much. She made funny comments about our papers and was so easy-going but at the same time responsible and loving. I loved her dearly.
As for the studying, in high school you have to study real hard to be able to enroll in college or university next year. If I remember correctly, I studied pretty much all the time but my routine was organised so well that it wasn't even boring or tiring, it was fun to learn things. I had to do a lot of work but so did everyone else, so I wouldn't dare to complain. I had private classes for the exams I was going to pass at that time: English, Literature, Russian and Maths. I don't remember actually missing classes without a reason, sometimes I felt so anxious about the upcoming exams that i would come even if I was dying. Despite my worries, I passed each and every single one of my exams successfully and was lucky enough to get into the university.
If I had to choose something that I loved most of all about school, it would be the people that were surrounding me the whole time. I'll always be thankful for their kindness and help.
The story I would like to retell is about a very clever man who lived many hundreds of years ago in Greece. His name was Aesop. He wrote many fine stories and was well-known as a man who was fond of jokes.
One day as he was enjoying a walk he met a traveller who greeted him and asked how soon he would get to town. Aesop advised him just to go. The traveller said that he new that he had to go and asked the same question again. Aesop repeated his answer angrily. The traveller thought that Aesop was probably mad and went on. Then suddenly Aesop told the passerby that he would get to town in two hours. The traveller was anxious to know why he did not tell that before. Aesop asked him rhetorically how he had been able to tell him that before without knowledge of the speed of his step.
To sum up, the sense of Aesop's humor is as wonderful as his intellect. I wish I had such traits of character.
Aesop
Aesop was a very clever man who lived many years ago in Greece. He wrote many fine fables. Aesop was known as a man who was fond of jokes. One day as he was enjoying a walk, he met a traveller who greeted him and asked how long it would take him to get to the town. Aesop simply said "go". The confused traveller tried to ask again but Aesop's answer remained the same. Actually, it made Aesop angry that the traveller hadn't followed his advice at once. The traveller thought the man had to be crazy and kept going. As the traveller started walking, Aesop was able to define, according to the traveller's pace, how long it would take the man to get there.
To sum up, Aesop was not only clever, but he had a great sense of humour. He was a little bit cheeky but also very kind.
Three at table
Answers to the questions:
1. Where did the young ma go once?
A young man once went to the country to stay with an uncle.
2. What did he learn when he came to the country?
When he got down to the place, he found that his uncle was in France.
3. What did the young man decided to do?
He decided to stay at an inn and await his return.
4. Why did he knock upon the door of the dark house?
The next day he started for a walk through the countryside but lost his way in fog, got cold and tired, so he knocked upon the door of a dark house, searching for shelter.
5. Did the host invite the young man to have dinner?
Yes, he did.
6. Were there three of them at dinner?
Yes, there were three.
7. What did the host place in front of the fire?
The old man placed a large screen in front of the fire and slowly extinguished the candles.
8. Why did the host extinguished the candles?
He did it because he and his son had had their plan of celebrating the son's birthday in the dark so no one would see his injuries.
9. Did they speak a lot at dinner?
No, they did not.
10. Why did the host leave his song and the young man?
The host left, because he had forgotten the port, so he left to get it.
11. Why was the young man so shocked when he saw the face of the host's son in the light of the fire?
In the dark it seemed that the host's son had a pair of wild eyes. It scared the young man very much. He even clenched his fists to protect himself if the creature attacked.
12. What had happened to the son in the burning house?
The son was injured some years ago there.
13. Why did the host light the candles?
He lighted the candles, because he felt that they had had enough of the dark. They didn't want to hide anymore.
14. Why was the host proud of his son?
He was proud of him, because a several years ago he had saved children from the burning house.