Kate

Kate is from America. Because of her parents' work, she had to move to Russia and attend a Russian school. She already understands some Russian.

Russia, winter, wind, snow, 7 a.m. She got out of the car near the school and headed toward the main entrance. She was dressed too lightly for this freezing temperature.

Today is her first day. Kate walks into school expecting to see a row of personal lockers like in American schools, but instead sees a mean coat check attendant.

Kate: - Excuse me... Where is my personal locker?

G: - What locker?! Hand over your jacket! Get a number!

The woman pulled the girl's fur coat off and threw her a number.

Kate didn't like it here anymore... She went up to the third floor and entered the classroom. The same Russian teenagers. Pencil cases were flying between the rows, some boy was cornered and threatened with breaking his glasses, swearing was heard throughout the classroom, and the strong smell of cigarettes was strong.

The American woman was shocked, to put it mildly. This had never happened in America.