January 20 is the day of declaration of love. world love day
Today there are several important holidays. Let's note first. After all, admit it, you also sometimes thought that we cannot be alone in the universe.
By the way, in the 19th century everyone believed in aliens. There was even a prize for the first person to make contact with any extraterrestrial civilization other than Mars. What did not please the Martians - is unknown. And the first encryption sent to aliens contained only three words “Peace. Lenin. THE USSR".
If you have "stagnation" in work, creativity or personal life, then just for you.
Take an example from your ancestors. The ancient Greeks approached the question of the Muses with intelligence and subtle calculation. There were nine muses in total, and each business had its own patroness and inspirer. So today at least one of them should reach you.
More today. If you have long wanted to confess your feelings to someone, then boldly act. Someone writes messages on the pavement, someone arranges romantic dates. Connect your imagination and go!
And if there is no one to confess yet, then you can act selfishly and confess your love to yourself. It's a holiday.
As if by chance today, in addition to UFOs, . Just fly more carefully, suddenly aliens!
This day is considered the day of declaration of love and the day of the union of many hearts in love. All over the world on this day, events are held that allow girls and boys to confess their love, as well as all other people, regardless of race and gender. This holiday is rightfully recognized as international, because love has no barriers and all ages are submissive. Many people in the world, on this day, give love cards, gifts and show signs of attention to those who are truly dear to them. In honor of the holiday, mass celebrations and other events are organized, at which, as a rule, a number of contests and actions are held to support this unforgettable day of love and confessions. Date, we celebrate beautiful declarations of love - May 4th.
Confessions for him
You are my dream, you are my dreams, my thoughts
I can't get away from you.
I so want to be close to you
I'm just sorry I can't...
You are just like the blue sea
Like the moon in the clouds and dawn!
I want only you to understand
There is nothing better than you in the world...
My dear, dear boy
I've been wanting to say for so long
That not in one huge book
My love cannot be described.
You appeared so unexpectedly
And confused all the ways
My unknown secrets
I do not need,
I need you!
You are the best, you know?
Of those who love and love
You don't even know it yourself
What have you discovered in my soul!
I'll tell you honestly and directly
I don't want to hide anything.
You understand me, my stubborn,
Only you I want to love.
I'm tired of all the guesswork
And in vain I shed tears.
Only with you I want to go on a date,
Only love you!
Quietly the wind strokes the hair,
And I say to you:
"You are the only one in my world,
And there is no other like it!"
I love you because you are beautiful
And for being mean sometimes.
I love you because you are jealous
And for never being mine.
I love you for your tender lips
And for the sparkle of your crafty eyes.
And for being rude
And for what I need 100 times!!!
Confessions for her
I love you
Strongest of all
Like no one else.
Everything is not a problem for me,
I will turn mountains.
I love you so much,
That would swim across the sea.
Just to see you.
But for me a great sorrow:
Not to see your eyes
In which you can drown
Don't see a happy smile
Not to see your tender lips
I made a mistake
that let you go.
I'm ready to love you alone for eternity,
Breathe you, I will help you in everything,
Protect from everyone and everything,
You alone. My favorite!
You only know
That I still don't understand
How much I love you!
That girl with eyes like a deer
And with grace, young tigress
I dedicate my words of love
Let passion flare up in Her fire.
Let it stir with new strength
A stream of dreams and love
And remember in the dreary evening,
That someone is waiting, all alone.
And what is missing
Her beautiful sweet eyes
And he wants to see her
At least for a moment. At least for an hour!
Darling! Everything is shameful without you:
Moon and stars, midnight and dawn...
And even the sun shines on me sadly,
When you are not by my side.
So let only happiness accompany you
Good luck will overshadow you with a wing.
And may my love, hope and participation
Protect and protect your home.
Today we will be together
And I'll tell you in verse
That I'm in love with you with all my heart!
I want love between us.
I confess, dear, to you,
That I want to connect my life with you ..
You are a gentle light in my destiny,
My angel, always be with me ..
“Raisa Ivanovna, I couldn’t prepare for the lesson,” Ruslan Savchenko said, not without difficulty pulling his large body out from behind the children’s desk in the 3rd “B” class, where the ninth class was placed due to an error in the schedule. While the third-graders frolicked in physical education, the 9th "A" was forced to huddle on small chairs.
- And for what reason, Savchenko, you could not prepare this time? - somehow hopelessly sighing, his teacher of the Russian language and at the same time the class teacher of their ninth grade asked him.
- So ... my grandmother was ill ... They called an ambulance ...
Raisa Ivanovna got up from behind the teacher's table, which in this office was also somehow too small and uncomfortable, and crossing her arms over her chest, she said:
- You, Ruslan, at least took pity on your grandmother! I've called an ambulance for her several times this month!
"What, you don't want me to call her?"
“I wish you would finally stop lying!”
- What makes you think that I'm lying?! - Savchenko was very naturally indignant.
– In what sense?
“Your relatives are very sick!”
At these words of Fyodor, a laugh swept through the class, and meanwhile he continued:
- Your mother is always in the hospital, you endlessly accompany your father to the sanatorium, and you take your younger sister to the local doctor almost every day. It is clear that you have absolutely no time to study, since you are the only healthy one for the whole family!
- What are you implying? Savchenko asked, his face slowly turning red.
– I can not hint. I'll tell you straight: you've already got everyone with your nursery lies, it just reduces your cheekbones.
Ruslan was silent for a while, thinking about how to get out, but he didn’t come up with anything, and therefore decided to give up:
You might think that you never lied!
“For such an insignificant reason—never! - Fedor proudly declared and measured Savchenko with a contemptuous look.
- Come on! - Ruslan was loudly indignant, somewhat cheered up. “Who was it last week that scammed the chemist like she didn’t warn us about the test?!
- So this is for the common good, and not in order to smear yourself!
- Do you think there is a difference?
- I think there is!
- So! Enough! - Raisa Ivanovna finally interrupted the skirmish of classmates. - Let's take a better Russian language. If you, Kudryavtsev, unlike Savchenko, did your homework, then be so kind as to make diagrams of the first two sentences from the exercise on the board.
- Easily! - Fyodor agreed and, pulling out a notebook from the textbook, went to the blackboard.
- And what, they still rolled in a “couple” for me? Ruslan asked gloomily.
“Of course,” the teacher waved him off, watching what Kudryavtsev carefully drew on the blackboard.
Ruslan Savchenko sat silently for a while, staring at the table, and then turned to the class to call everyone present at the lesson to witness:
- No, did you see it? Now, if it weren't for Fedka, maybe I would have been blown away! Is that what friends do?
“Come on, Ruslik,” said Sonya Chebotareva, not looking at Savchenko, because she was checking her proposal schemes with those that Kudryavtsev had compiled on the board. - Fedor has nothing to do with it. You have no imagination, you can’t even lie in an original way. Not only Kudryavtseva will laugh at your excuses.
- So, it’s bad to lie only without fantasy, but if it’s with fantasy, then is it normal ?! - Ruslan could not calm down.
“It’s better not to lie at all,” Sonya muttered and began to correct her scheme in her notebook.
“Maybe you can say, Chebotareva, that you never lie?”
- Trying…
"But it doesn't work, does it?" Tell me honestly!
- Ruslan, stop the discussion immediately! - Raisa Ivanovna demanded indignantly, which allowed Sonya not to answer Savchenko's question. If you bring me today's homework tomorrow along with the one I'll give at the end of the lesson, I'll fix the F to whatever you deserve. Does this option suit you?
- Come on! - now Ruslan waved his hand hopelessly. - One pair more, one less ... Another question interested me. Tell me, Raisa Ivanovna, you never lie... well... that is, you don't lie?
The teacher shook her head thoughtfully, and then replied:
- Perhaps, I, like Sonya ... try not to lie ...
- And you can do it? - Ruslan did not lag behind.
- Not always…
- Here!! Savchenko loudly slapped both hands on his knees. - What was required to prove! Everyone lies!!! And I'm the only one to take the rap!!
- Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!! - greatly stretching the "y", suddenly shouted Kira Mukhina, nicknamed Mushka, which sometimes transformed into Fly. Let's swear not to lie!
- Wow! - joined the conversation Philip Doronin. How are you going to live on your own?
You might think that I lie all the time! Mushka was outraged.
- Guys! Enough! - in a tone in which metallic notes were already clearly heard, Raisa Ivanovna stopped the conversation. - If you want to talk about this topic, do it at recess. Well ... or I'm ready to discuss this subject with you at the class hour, which we have today the sixth lesson. By the way, don't forget about it!
Doronin, noticing how Kira's face stretched out, burst out laughing and shouted to her:
- And you, Mukha, tell me that you have to go to the music school right after the fifth lesson! Why live without lies, if with lies it is much easier! - Then, in response to the stern look of the class teacher, Philip raised his hands up and, still smiling, promised: - That's it, from now on I am silent like a fish and even ready to go to the blackboard! Something I have accumulated a lot of triplets!
At the classroom hour, when the main issues were discussed, about which they gathered - school duty, medical examination and preparation for the school New Year's disco - Mushka jumped up from her seat and yelled, as always, deafeningly and loudly:
- And yet I want to return to ... lies! Yes! Yes! Yes! Here you are, Phil, trying to convict me of the fact that I'm hiding behind the music, but I'm really not hiding behind! I have no classes today, but tomorrow I have - and just right after the fifth lesson. So, if something is assigned to us for tomorrow's sixth lesson, everyone should know that I have solfeggio! And I will go for it anyway, because next week I have a test for the first half of the year, and I don’t want to fail it!
- But you compose, Mushka! Fedor replied. “Even last Friday, Nikanor appointed us additional drawing for tomorrow's sixth lesson, because it seemed to him that we had disrupted the last lesson for him. And you, Mukhiha, just don't want to go to him!
- Not Nikanor, but Vladimir Nikanorovich! - the class teacher corrected Kudryavtseva.
- So I don't mind! Kudryavtsev agreed. - Vladimir so Vladimir! And only our Fly composes no more skillfully than Ruslik, and therefore it is completely incomprehensible why she called for the rejection of lies.
- That's what I said about the same thing in Russian! Phil interjected.
Poor Mushka was covered with red spots from indignation and obviously was about to object very temperamentally, as usual, but Sonya suddenly took the floor:
“I’ve been thinking about Mushka’s proposal all day today, and in the end I liked it!” Why should we try not to lie for at least one day? I wonder what will come out of it! Let's... play a day without lying!
- How are you going to check? Phil asked, lounging in a chair. Do you have a lie detector?
“Why do we need a detector if everyone accepts the terms of the game!”
- And if I, for example, do not want to participate in this, then what?
“Of course, for the purity of the experiment, I would like everyone to take part,” Sonya replied. “Are you, Doronin, such a desperate liar that you can’t hold out for one day without this?”
Only the truth and nothing but the truth!
“Raisa Ivanovna, I couldn’t prepare for the lesson,” Ruslan Savchenko said, not without difficulty pulling his large body out from behind the children’s desk in the 3rd “B” class, where the ninth class was placed due to an error in the schedule. While the third-graders frolicked in physical education, the 9th "A" was forced to huddle on small chairs.
- And for what reason, Savchenko, you could not prepare this time? - somehow hopelessly sighing, his teacher of the Russian language and at the same time the class teacher of their ninth grade asked him.
- So ... my grandmother was ill ... They called an ambulance ...
Raisa Ivanovna got up from behind the teacher's table, which in this office was also somehow too small and uncomfortable, and crossing her arms over her chest, she said:
- You, Ruslan, at least took pity on your grandmother! I've called an ambulance for her several times this month!
"What, you don't want me to call her?"
“I wish you would finally stop lying!”
- What makes you think that I'm lying?! - Savchenko was very naturally indignant.
– In what sense?
“Your relatives are very sick!”
At these words of Fyodor, a laugh swept through the class, and meanwhile he continued:
- Your mother is always in the hospital, you endlessly accompany your father to the sanatorium, and you take your younger sister to the local doctor almost every day. It is clear that you have absolutely no time to study, since you are the only healthy one for the whole family!
- What are you implying? Savchenko asked, his face slowly turning red.
– I can not hint. I'll tell you straight: you've already got everyone with your nursery lies, it just reduces your cheekbones.
Ruslan was silent for a while, thinking about how to get out, but he didn’t come up with anything, and therefore decided to give up:
You might think that you never lied!
“For such an insignificant reason—never! - Fedor proudly declared and measured Savchenko with a contemptuous look.
- Come on! - Ruslan was loudly indignant, somewhat cheered up. “Who was it last week that scammed the chemist like she didn’t warn us about the test?!
- So this is for the common good, and not in order to smear yourself!
- Do you think there is a difference?
- I think there is!
- So! Enough! - Raisa Ivanovna finally interrupted the skirmish of classmates. - Let's take a better Russian language. If you, Kudryavtsev, unlike Savchenko, did your homework, then be so kind as to make diagrams of the first two sentences from the exercise on the board.
- Easily! - Fyodor agreed and, pulling out a notebook from the textbook, went to the blackboard.
- And what, they still rolled in a “couple” for me? Ruslan asked gloomily.
“Of course,” the teacher waved him off, watching what Kudryavtsev carefully drew on the blackboard.
Ruslan Savchenko sat silently for a while, staring at the table, and then turned to the class to call everyone present at the lesson to witness:
- No, did you see it? Now, if it weren't for Fedka, maybe I would have been blown away! Is that what friends do?
“Come on, Ruslik,” said Sonya Chebotareva, not looking at Savchenko, because she was checking her proposal schemes with those that Kudryavtsev had compiled on the board. - Fedor has nothing to do with it. You have no imagination, you can’t even lie in an original way. Not only Kudryavtseva will laugh at your excuses.
- So, it’s bad to lie only without fantasy, but if it’s with fantasy, then is it normal ?! - Ruslan could not calm down.
“It’s better not to lie at all,” Sonya muttered and began to correct her scheme in her notebook.
“Maybe you can say, Chebotareva, that you never lie?”
- Trying…
"But it doesn't work, does it?" Tell me honestly!
- Ruslan, stop the discussion immediately! - Raisa Ivanovna demanded indignantly, which allowed Sonya not to answer Savchenko's question. If you bring me today's homework tomorrow along with the one I'll give at the end of the lesson, I'll fix the F to whatever you deserve. Does this option suit you?
- Come on! - now Ruslan waved his hand hopelessly. - One pair more, one less ... Another question interested me. Tell me, Raisa Ivanovna, you never lie... well... that is, you don't lie?
The teacher shook her head thoughtfully, and then replied:
- Perhaps, I, like Sonya ... try not to lie ...
- And you can do it? - Ruslan did not lag behind.
- Not always…
- Here!! Savchenko loudly slapped both hands on his knees. - What was required to prove! Everyone lies!!! And I'm the only one to take the rap!!
- Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!! - greatly stretching the "y", suddenly shouted Kira Mukhina, nicknamed Mushka, which sometimes transformed into Fly. Let's swear not to lie!
- Wow! - joined the conversation Philip Doronin. How are you going to live on your own?
You might think that I lie all the time! Mushka was outraged.
- Guys! Enough! - in a tone in which metallic notes were already clearly heard, Raisa Ivanovna stopped the conversation. - If you want to talk about this topic, do it at recess. Well ... or I'm ready to discuss this subject with you at the class hour, which we have today the sixth lesson. By the way, don't forget about it!
Doronin, noticing how Kira's face stretched out, burst out laughing and shouted to her:
- And you, Mukha, tell me that you have to go to the music school right after the fifth lesson! Why live without lies, if with lies it is much easier! - Then, in response to the stern look of the class teacher, Philip raised his hands up and, still smiling, promised: - That's it, from now on I am silent like a fish and even ready to go to the blackboard! Something I have accumulated a lot of triplets!
At the classroom hour, when the main issues were discussed, about which they gathered - school duty, medical examination and preparation for the school New Year's disco - Mushka jumped up from her seat and yelled, as always, deafeningly and loudly:
- And yet I want to return to ... lies! Yes! Yes! Yes! Here you are, Phil, trying to convict me of the fact that I'm hiding behind the music, but I'm really not hiding behind! I have no classes today, but tomorrow I have - and just right after the fifth lesson. So, if something is assigned to us for tomorrow's sixth lesson, everyone should know that I have solfeggio! And I will go for it anyway, because next week I have a test for the first half of the year, and I don’t want to fail it!
- But you compose, Mushka! Fedor replied. “Even last Friday, Nikanor appointed us additional drawing for tomorrow's sixth lesson, because it seemed to him that we had disrupted the last lesson for him. And you, Mukhiha, just don't want to go to him!
- Not Nikanor, but Vladimir Nikanorovich! - the class teacher corrected Kudryavtseva.
- So I don't mind! Kudryavtsev agreed. - Vladimir so Vladimir! And only our Fly composes no more skillfully than Ruslik, and therefore it is completely incomprehensible why she called for the rejection of lies.
- That's what I said about the same thing in Russian! Phil interjected.
Poor Mushka was covered with red spots from indignation and obviously was about to object very temperamentally, as usual, but Sonya suddenly took the floor:
“I’ve been thinking about Mushka’s proposal all day today, and in the end I liked it!” Why should we try not to lie for at least one day? I wonder what will come out of it! Let's... play a day without lying!
- How are you going to check? Phil asked, lounging in a chair. Do you have a lie detector?
“Why do we need a detector if everyone accepts the terms of the game!”
- And if I, for example, do not want to participate in this, then what?
“Of course, for the purity of the experiment, I would like everyone to take part,” Sonya replied. “Are you, Doronin, such a desperate liar that you can’t hold out for one day without this?”
“I can easily,” he replied, “but some others will never hold out!”
- Is this a pebble in my garden again? – soared Ruslan.
- Not only.
- Guys! Calm down! - Raisa Ivanovna even banged on the table with a cool magazine, which she held in her hands. - Do not get personal, because everyone in life had to deceive. In general ... personally, I accept the offer of Kira and Sonya. I am ready to speak the truth.
One day is nonsense! Let's go for at least a week! - Kudryavtsev raised his voice.
- No! The teacher rejected his suggestion. Let's start with one day, and then we'll see. I propose to appoint the next Monday in the afternoon without lying, so that everyone has time to mentally prepare and do their homework in full.
“You might think that we are going to not eat or drink all day!” Valya Andreeva said with a chuckle. - Just think, do not lie one day! What nonsense! In general, I rarely lie, so - ready!
- Well ... then I too - "for"! Kudryavtsev raised his hand.
Phil raised his hand behind him, and then, one by one, the rest of his classmates raised their hands in agreement. Almost all. No one seemed to notice that one hand was not raised.
- So, yes! I offer the following conditions of the game! Sonya got up from her seat and went to the blackboard. “Next Monday, the fifteenth of December, the day without lies begins at seven in the morning and ends at twelve at night.
- Why so late? – Ruslan was amazed.
“Ah ... let ... You never know ... Suddenly, on the Internet, you will have to write off closer to the night ... - Sonya responded. - In general, on this day, no one should lie, deceive, compose, fantasize ... and so on. You can also not answer the question with your own question or remain silent. Expressions will be banned: “But what do you think?”, “Don’t you know?”, “None of your business!”, “But you wouldn’t go ...” and the like. In general, only the truth, once again the truth and nothing but the truth! Do you accept?
- We accept! Phil was the first to respond, but then he shook his head doubtfully and said: “Actually, we may never know if someone, to put it literally, is lying!”
“In any game, violations of the rules are possible,” Kudryavtsev put in. - Perhaps, we need to come up with fines for those whom we still catch in lies.
- What do you offer? Chebotareva asked in a businesslike tone.
“Right now, nothing smart comes to mind, except for one thing: whoever we catch will be forbidden to come to the New Year's disco ... How? Is it okay?
- Who agrees"? Sonya turned to her classmates.
Everyone voted almost unanimously. Some thought that the punishment was not so terrible, if all of a sudden ... it’s quite possible to go dancing in the Magnit teenage club. Others have decided that just one day without lying will easily hold out, because they rarely resort to deception at all, so the disco is already in their pocket. Still others were sure that no one would ever bring them to clean water, if they still needed to lie. For some reason, the fourth didn’t like this idea at all, and they even got a big fright, but they couldn’t help but vote “for” so as not to attract unnecessary attention to themselves. One person still did not raise his hand, but it seems that again no one noticed.
“Raisa Ivanovna, I couldn’t prepare for the lesson,” Ruslan Savchenko said, not without difficulty pulling his large body out from behind the children’s desk in the 3rd “B” class, where the ninth class was placed due to an error in the schedule. While the third-graders frolicked in physical education, the 9th "A" was forced to huddle on small chairs.
- And for what reason, Savchenko, you could not prepare this time? - somehow hopelessly sighing, his teacher of the Russian language and at the same time the class teacher of their ninth grade asked him.
- So ... my grandmother was ill ... They called an ambulance ...
Raisa Ivanovna got up from behind the teacher's table, which in this office was also somehow too small and uncomfortable, and crossing her arms over her chest, she said:
- You, Ruslan, at least took pity on your grandmother! I've called an ambulance for her several times this month!
"What, you don't want me to call her?"
“I wish you would finally stop lying!”
- What makes you think that I'm lying?! - Savchenko was very naturally indignant.
– In what sense?
“Your relatives are very sick!”
At these words of Fyodor, a laugh swept through the class, and meanwhile he continued:
- Your mother is always in the hospital, you endlessly accompany your father to the sanatorium, and you take your younger sister to the local doctor almost every day. It is clear that you have absolutely no time to study, since you are the only healthy one for the whole family!
- What are you implying? Savchenko asked, his face slowly turning red.
– I can not hint. I'll tell you straight: you've already got everyone with your nursery lies, it just reduces your cheekbones.
Ruslan was silent for a while, thinking about how to get out, but he didn’t come up with anything, and therefore decided to give up:
You might think that you never lied!
“For such an insignificant reason—never! - Fedor proudly declared and measured Savchenko with a contemptuous look.
- Come on! - Ruslan was loudly indignant, somewhat cheered up. “Who was it last week that scammed the chemist like she didn’t warn us about the test?!
- So this is for the common good, and not in order to smear yourself!
- Do you think there is a difference?
- I think there is!
- So! Enough! - Raisa Ivanovna finally interrupted the skirmish of classmates. - Let's take a better Russian language. If you, Kudryavtsev, unlike Savchenko, did your homework, then be so kind as to make diagrams of the first two sentences from the exercise on the board.
- Easily! - Fyodor agreed and, pulling out a notebook from the textbook, went to the blackboard.
- And what, they still rolled in a “couple” for me? Ruslan asked gloomily.
“Of course,” the teacher waved him off, watching what Kudryavtsev carefully drew on the blackboard.
Ruslan Savchenko sat silently for a while, staring at the table, and then turned to the class to call everyone present at the lesson to witness:
- No, did you see it? Now, if it weren't for Fedka, maybe I would have been blown away! Is that what friends do?
“Come on, Ruslik,” said Sonya Chebotareva, not looking at Savchenko, because she was checking her proposal schemes with those that Kudryavtsev had compiled on the board. - Fedor has nothing to do with it.
You have no imagination, you can’t even lie in an original way. Not only Kudryavtseva will laugh at your excuses.
- So, it’s bad to lie only without fantasy, but if it’s with fantasy, then is it normal ?! - Ruslan could not calm down.
“It’s better not to lie at all,” Sonya muttered and began to correct her scheme in her notebook.
“Maybe you can say, Chebotareva, that you never lie?”
- Trying…
"But it doesn't work, does it?" Tell me honestly!
- Ruslan, stop the discussion immediately! - Raisa Ivanovna demanded indignantly, which allowed Sonya not to answer Savchenko's question. If you bring me today's homework tomorrow along with the one I'll give at the end of the lesson, I'll fix the F to whatever you deserve. Does this option suit you?
- Come on! - now Ruslan waved his hand hopelessly. - One pair more, one less ... Another question interested me. Tell me, Raisa Ivanovna, you never lie... well... that is, you don't lie?
The teacher shook her head thoughtfully, and then replied:
- Perhaps, I, like Sonya ... try not to lie ...
- And you can do it? - Ruslan did not lag behind.
- Not always…
- Here!! Savchenko loudly slapped both hands on his knees. - What was required to prove! Everyone lies!!! And I'm the only one to take the rap!!
- Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!! - greatly stretching the "y", suddenly shouted Kira Mukhina, nicknamed Mushka, which sometimes transformed into Fly. Let's swear not to lie!
- Wow! - joined the conversation Philip Doronin. How are you going to live on your own?
You might think that I lie all the time! Mushka was outraged.
- Guys! Enough! - in a tone in which metallic notes were already clearly heard, Raisa Ivanovna stopped the conversation. - If you want to talk about this topic, do it at recess. Well ... or I'm ready to discuss this subject with you at the class hour, which we have today the sixth lesson. By the way, don't forget about it!
Doronin, noticing how Kira's face stretched out, burst out laughing and shouted to her:
- And you, Mukha, tell me that you have to go to the music school right after the fifth lesson! Why live without lies, if with lies it is much easier! - Then, in response to the stern look of the class teacher, Philip raised his hands up and, still smiling, promised: - That's it, from now on I am silent like a fish and even ready to go to the blackboard! Something I have accumulated a lot of triplets!
At the classroom hour, when the main issues were discussed, about which they gathered - school duty, medical examination and preparation for the school New Year's disco - Mushka jumped up from her seat and yelled, as always, deafeningly and loudly:
- And yet I want to return to ... lies! Yes! Yes! Yes! Here you are, Phil, trying to convict me of the fact that I'm hiding behind the music, but I'm really not hiding behind! I have no classes today, but tomorrow I have - and just right after the fifth lesson. So, if something is assigned to us for tomorrow's sixth lesson, everyone should know that I have solfeggio! And I will go for it anyway, because next week I have a test for the first half of the year, and I don’t want to fail it!
- But you compose, Mushka! Fedor replied. “Even last Friday, Nikanor appointed us additional drawing for tomorrow's sixth lesson, because it seemed to him that we had disrupted the last lesson for him. And you, Mukhiha, just don't want to go to him!
- Not Nikanor, but Vladimir Nikanorovich! - the class teacher corrected Kudryavtseva.
- So I don't mind! Kudryavtsev agreed. - Vladimir so Vladimir! And only our Fly composes no more skillfully than Ruslik, and therefore it is completely incomprehensible why she called for the rejection of lies.
- That's what I said about the same thing in Russian! Phil interjected.
Poor Mushka was covered with red spots from indignation and obviously was about to object very temperamentally, as usual, but Sonya suddenly took the floor:
“I’ve been thinking about Mushka’s proposal all day today, and in the end I liked it!” Why should we try not to lie for at least one day? I wonder what will come out of it! Let's... play a day without lying!
- How are you going to check? Phil asked, lounging in a chair. Do you have a lie detector?
“Why do we need a detector if everyone accepts the terms of the game!”
- And if I, for example, do not want to participate in this, then what?
“Of course, for the purity of the experiment, I would like everyone to take part,” Sonya replied. “Are you, Doronin, such a desperate liar that you can’t hold out for one day without this?”
“I can easily,” he replied, “but some others will never hold out!”
- Is this a pebble in my garden again? – soared Ruslan.
- Not only.
- Guys! Calm down! - Raisa Ivanovna even banged on the table with a cool magazine, which she held in her hands. - Do not get personal, because everyone in life had to deceive. In general ... personally, I accept the offer of Kira and Sonya. I am ready to speak the truth.
One day is nonsense! Let's go for at least a week! - Kudryavtsev raised his voice.
- No! The teacher rejected his suggestion. Let's start with one day, and then we'll see. I propose to appoint the next Monday in the afternoon without lying, so that everyone has time to mentally prepare and do their homework in full.
“You might think that we are going to not eat or drink all day!” Valya Andreeva said with a chuckle. - Just think, do not lie one day! What nonsense! In general, I rarely lie, so - ready!
- Well ... then I too - "for"! Kudryavtsev raised his hand.
Phil raised his hand behind him, and then, one by one, the rest of his classmates raised their hands in agreement. Almost all. No one seemed to notice that one hand was not raised.
- So, yes! I offer the following conditions of the game! Sonya got up from her seat and went to the blackboard. “Next Monday, the fifteenth of December, the day without lies begins at seven in the morning and ends at twelve at night.
- Why so late? – Ruslan was amazed.
“Ah ... let ... You never know ... Suddenly, on the Internet, you will have to write off closer to the night ... - Sonya responded. - In general, on this day, no one should lie, deceive, compose, fantasize ... and so on. You can also not answer the question with your own question or remain silent. Expressions will be banned: “But what do you think?”, “Don’t you know?”, “None of your business!”, “But you wouldn’t go ...” and the like. In general, only the truth, once again the truth and nothing but the truth! Do you accept?
- We accept! Phil was the first to respond, but then he shook his head doubtfully and said: “Actually, we may never know if someone, to put it literally, is lying!”
“In any game, violations of the rules are possible,” Kudryavtsev put in. - Perhaps, we need to come up with fines for those whom we still catch in lies.
- What do you offer? Chebotareva asked in a businesslike tone.
“Right now, nothing smart comes to mind, except for one thing: whoever we catch will be forbidden to come to the New Year's disco ... How? Is it okay?
- Who agrees"? Sonya turned to her classmates.
Everyone voted almost unanimously. Some thought that the punishment was not so terrible, if all of a sudden ... it’s quite possible to go dancing in the Magnit teenage club. Others have decided that just one day without lying will easily hold out, because they rarely resort to deception at all, so the disco is already in their pocket. Still others were sure that no one would ever bring them to clean water, if they still needed to lie. For some reason, the fourth didn’t like this idea at all, and they even got a big fright, but they couldn’t help but vote “for” so as not to attract unnecessary attention to themselves. One person still did not raise his hand, but it seems that again no one noticed.
Chronicle of the day without lies
O7.30. front sight
- Kiryusha! Get up! - Mom pulled off the blanket from her daughter's head, kissed her temple and whispered in her ear: - You are my splyushka, you will be late for school. It's already half past seven.
- Ma-a-am ... Couldn't you wake me up early? How can I do everything in half an hour?
- And you hurry up! - Mom answered from the threshold of the room, and then from the corridor she shouted: - Kiryushka, did you pay for the music? Did you pay for the notes? She did promise!
- I gave it away! Mushka answered mechanically and broke off. Here is the first lie of the day, which must be carried out crystal honestly. Of course, no one will know that she deceived her mother at seven thirty-five minutes, but it's still somehow unpleasant. However, at the moment it was much better to lie than to tell the truth. It's better for mom. If she found out that the money had not been given back, she would be very upset and, perhaps, would bear it herself today, for which she would have to take time off from work. And so she, Kira, will do everything right today, and no one will feel bad from her morning lies. Yesterday she just somehow stupidly forgot about her mother's request. But the money has not gone away, it lies quietly and calmly in a new purse of deep crimson color. However, now is not up to it. Now we need to quickly get ready for school, because the first lesson they have is geometry, and the mathematician Lyubov Georgievna does not tolerate being late. To quarrel with her is more expensive!
Flying out of the entrance, Mushka saw Doronin ahead, who walked rather lazily and for some reason was not in too much of a hurry to go to school, despite the fact that there were seven minutes left before the bell for the first lesson. As always, at the sight of this classmate, the girl's chest fluttered so much that she wanted to cry. She liked Doronin. I liked it very much. Mushka could not understand what. Outwardly, he was absolutely not to her taste. Kira always looked at tall brunettes, and Phil had reddish and curly hair and very average height. His entire face was strewn with brown freckles, and his eyes were surrounded by overly light and ridiculously fluffy eyelashes. Sometimes Mushka thought that it was these touching eyelashes that struck her on the spot when she finally deigned to notice them. They've been with Phil since first grade, but she only liked him last year. The whole trouble was that Doronin did not notice her, Mushka, at all. Kira was very surprised when he suddenly spoke about her studies at the music school. She was sure he didn't remember anything about her. And why remember her? After all, she is completely unattractive: small, thin, very dark, black-haired - a real Mushka. Who likes flies? No one!
Kira wanted to turn the corner so that she would not have to overtake Doronin, and then she suddenly realized that this was her chance. Today is a day without lies. Phil himself voted for him, so now he must honestly answer her question. Afraid to change her mind, the girl picked up her pace and very soon caught up with her classmate.
- Hello! she began. - Why aren't you in a hurry? Call soon. We'll be late, Lyubasha will give us pepper!
“We’ll have time,” Doronin said lazily.
What are you going to say if you don't make it? Today is a day without lies! - Mushka reminded him, once again admiring the thick eyelashes that Phil waved as lazily as he spoke and walked.
- How is it - what? The guy laughed. - I'll tell you the truth.
- Well ... you can't say that you were in a hurry, but still you didn't have time. I saw that you were in no hurry. What, you’ll just say: “He walked foot by foot to be late,” right?
Philip looked at her with a strange look and asked:
- And what are you, Fly, are you going to hand me over?
“No…” The girl shook her head frantically. - I just asked ... After all, we agreed with the whole class - not to lie ...
- But we did not agree to substitute each other! It's none of your business whether I want to be late or not! I walked without touching anyone! What are you clinging to me?
Mushka was embarrassed and even wanted to proudly leave, but immediately realized that another chance to ask him a direct question might not fall out again, and therefore answered:
“I really don't care if you're late for school or not. And I absolutely do not care what you say to Lyubasha if you are late. I need to ask you one question... and I'll ask you, okay?
- Well?! Doronin growled and even stopped in the middle of the sidewalk.
Mushka really wanted to run away or whisk into the gazebo on the playground, near which they were just located, but she overcame herself and, with difficulty restraining herself so as not to close her eyes, asked:
- Who do you like?
- In what sense is that? he asked.
- Today it is forbidden to answer a question with a question, especially when you understand exactly what is being said. But in case you don't really understand, I'll clarify... please... Who is your favorite girl in our class? - Having said this, Kira finally became confused and added with difficulty: - You, Phil ... don't worry ... I won't tell anyone ... I just need to know myself ...
Since Mushka lowered her eyes, she did not see what a storm of feelings reflected on Doronin's face. She just heard:
"Wouldn't you go...
“That, too, is a forbidden answer,” the girl whispered.
Phil did not have time to say anything about this, because the bell rang in the school building, which was about twenty paces from them. Classmates gasped in unison and, at the same time starting from their place, rushed to the school at full speed.
- Why are we late? - as always, Lyubov Georgievna asked sternly when Mushka and Phil appeared on the threshold of her office, of course, after the call.
Kira opened her mouth so that, despite all the agreements, to shield not so much herself as Doronin, but the teacher did not let her say a word.
- Come on, both of you to the board! she ordered and shoved each of the cards with examples into their hands, while she herself continued to check the homework of the class.
The fly looked at her card and saw nothing. She thought that in vain she herself made porridge for the day without lying. And who pulled her by the tongue then? It’s not for nothing that my mother always inspires her to think first and only then speak, but her words still fly out at first, and then all that remains is to regret what was said. But she… understandably… so emotional, unbalanced… she can be forgiven… And why did Sonya suddenly agree with her idiotic proposal? She, this Chebotareva, is so correct, rational ... Or such people never lie at all, and they can live a day without lying - why spit? Probably, it is so ... But for some reason, she, Kira, does not manage to live honestly. In the morning I deceived my mother, then I wanted a math book ... I need to somehow pull myself together and - not another word of untruth! It is a pity that it was not possible to get an answer from Doronin ... Or is it not a pity? What if he said that he likes Sonya? Wouldn't it be nice for her, Kira?! However, Chebotareva is too boring ... But Irochka Razuvaeva, a dazzling blonde, Phil may well like. Many people like her. Even the harsh historian Albert Mikhailovich never finds fault with Irochka, and the sportsman Sashok allows her not to pass rope climbing, because, they say ...
Mushka shuddered and finally woke up from her thoughts.
- I ... I will decide now ... - the girl murmured, and Doronin suddenly said something strange:
- She has a headache. She told me this just on the way to school ... We were late because we went to the medical room ... and it is still closed ...
The mathematician adjusted her thin, dapper-rimmed glasses with a nervous gesture and said reluctantly:
- Well ... then sit down, Mukhina ... However, wait ...
Kira froze at the blackboard, unable to move, and Lyubov Georgievna, rummaging in her bag, took out pills and, tearing one from the package, handed it to the girl with the words:
- Go to the dining room, they will give you a drink there ... This is analgin ... And come back, Kira, please, hurry up, otherwise they will see you in the corridor - I will get ...
The fly took the pill with a trembling hand and flew out of the classroom. Of course, she didn’t go to the dining room, but immediately darted into the girls’ toilet, located not far from the mathematics room, lowered the analgin into the toilet, sat down on the windowsill and thought. Yes-ah-ah ... Here's a day without lies ... One lie ... Doronin is also good! And why did you come up with a headache? Well… just think, she would get a couple… What does he care about that? Or did he answer her question in this way, who he likes? No! He can't like her! Nobody likes her at all ... Although ... last year the same Ruslik Savchenko wrote her all sorts of little notes and sent valentines on Valentine's Day. But who needs him, this Savchenko? Fool fool! This year, of course, he has become much prettier, somehow matured, but his mind has not increased at all. Now, if he hadn’t started pouring in Russian again about his grandmother and the Ambulance, she, Kira, would not have made an appeal not to lie and a day would not have been appointed without lies. And now it turns out to be a complete disgrace: she offered not to lie, but she herself does just that. Doronina also pulled in. Eh...
Deciding that it was time to go back to mathematics, Mushka jumped off the windowsill and ran out into the corridor. When she passed the doors leading to the stairs, Yegor Kartashov from the 9th "B" flew out and collided with her, almost knocking her down.
- Why don't you sit? Mushka asked in response.
- It's none of your business! - Yegor answered and walked forward towards the English room, then suddenly stopped and, looking at Kira somehow strangely, asked: - Listen, Mukha, maybe you can cover me?
- In what sense?
- And in this ... come with me in English and tell Manyunya that you were chasing me for a shift, that's why I was late.
“Why on earth would I chase you for a shift?” Mushka was surprised.
- To be honest, I wouldn’t give a damn about your persecution, but today I overslept, you know ... And Manyunya warned me: as soon as I’m late again, she will drag me to the director, because with my appearance, you see, I disrupt a carefully prepared lesson …
- What do I have to do with it? Kira was even more surprised.
- And you say that the duty of the school!
So I'm not on duty...
“But how does she know?”
“Maybe he knows!
