Arseniy Sergeevich

I'm walking down a still dark street in a snowstorm to school, angry at the severe cold and getting up too early. It was almost seven o'clock in the morning, there were still few students on the street, but still some people were there. Today was a very ordinary day, but only one thing embellished it a little, namely - that today a new student is coming to my class. I am an algebra and geometry teacher and at the same time the homeroom teacher of 11-A.