tigrenok | Merveilleuse Angélique

I have already written several times that many things come back time and again, but I can't refrain from repeating it.

This Monday we had our second test in our German course. But before it, on Thursday, we had a demo test. It was exactly the same before the first exam, but you know: it's not all Shrovetide for the Cat. I.e. after every holiday the regular days come, and there is always its place for "but" in our life.

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In my first school we had a geography teacher (GT for short). Well, we had geography teachers in the other two schools. But this one was really good, despite the fact that the best teachers usually taught other classes, or, if we had suddenly got a good one, she or he stayed with our class for one school year at most. Maybe other teachers of geography in our first school were better than our GT, but we still were pretty lucky with her: GT loved children, was kind and could tell interesting stories without following The Textbook to the letter.

However, there was one boy named Slava K. in our class. As they now would say a "Silver Spoon" boy. In those day such expression had not yet entered into the vocabulary of the Soviet schoolchild, but Slava K. tried to stand out from other silver-spoon-boys, or, simply speaking, looked toward the crown of "the king of the class" - this concept was already in use.

Since GT was kind and not too slender, she was an excellent target for training his future "royal" wit. Her relationship with our class deteriorated, but she continued to like me. And on one day she offered me ... to check the geography tests of my class. Now I would call it "to move the hard and boring work from teacher's shoulders to somebody weaker", but then for a sixth-grader such a task looked like an honor and entertainment amid the boredom of school life. Well, I did have the reputation of being "Miss Justice" of our class :)

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Mais nous revenons à nos moutons
Our German teacher, in order to save her time, suggested that we check our own work.
At the very start of a Statistics course, students are explained that back in 1878, Charles Darwin proved that Zea mays grows better as a result of cross-fertilization than after self-fertilization. That is the course our teacher decided to follow too.

Well, and how is it different from the last time, you can ask...
Even though not much time passed between the first test and this one, it was enough to bring a new student Merveilleuse Angélique into our class. I already happened to run into this Diva during our pair work, when she proudly(!) declared that she doesn't know English. Don't think that she was captured and raised in the depths of Siberian mines, please. Certainly not. She grew up on a tourist island , which was almost joined to the US.
Perhaps all Angélique's pent-up anger burst at the sight of my work, and she corrected my right answers to other right answers with a firm hand and a red pen, while all my actual mistakes remained in their absolutely original form (given par moi:).