Jul 17
A son says to his mother, “I am not going to school any more!”
“Why, my son?”
“You know, again Ivanov will hit me on the nose with a textbook, and Vasiliev
will spit into my tea, and Petrov will shoot at me from his sling, and Kuznetsov
will put a needle into my seat…. No, I’m not going!”
“But you must,” the mother said. “First, you’re grown-up, next month you’ll be
forty-two, and second, you’re the school’s principal after all!”
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