Our class … Nearly eight years we have studied together, only some have moved to other schools , and some have come to us, joined in our big bitty -4 team. Forty pairs of curious eyes and ears. Forty pairs of fast feet. Forty pairs of hands always busy with something . Forty questions forty responses.We are so similar and yet so different from each other. Know who better to learn from and with whom — to rest, whom you can admire, but someone — tease . Together, we form a large , irrepressible , vociferous creature — 8 -B class . It has its own habits and even the tradition and the teachers never make a mistake , that it is us , even if you will drop a class with your eyes closed. Teachers and parents tell us that the school years are not forgotten . And when you see how happy my mother met with his high school girlfriend on the street, and my dad talks about his school fun and frolic , believe me — they're right.Ten years we spend together in the walls of our school. We will read the same books , answer the same questions . Who can forget the period , which is more than half your life? Now it seems to me that the difference in us still more than the similarities. Not all of his classmates I can call friends or even friends. There are guys whose behavior I do not approve , whose society I hate . Seems to me to be really interested in the fate of this man after the release? But it is often bad behavior — it's just a defensive reaction , and when you talk with someone face to face , it appears that it is very different than it looked before: kind, smart, capable [ empathy. He's just — different, not like you.Do we have guys in the class of interest and respect for its seriousness , development, versatility hobbies. Many of them — the leaders of our class. Sometimes one wonders how they manage so much to know , to be able , to keep pace? These guys all love , they often forgiven , " sins ", and the teachers treat them not as the others , and the more loyal and tolerant. These guys — also others.There are in our class a few guys that I distinguish among all people in the world. — They are my friends . We not only learn together (in the broadest sense of the word) , but the rest together , visiting clubs and sports clubs . Even we live close by. Our friendship — honest, faithful , and the test of time . I can always rely on my friends and I know that after graduation , our relationship does not become weaker , even if we act in different educational institutions.Here they are , my friends at school . People , meeting with them many years after high school graduation will cause me a happy smile and a flood of memories and questions: " Do you remember me? … And where is Luda? And what does Sasha? You know, I have not heard about Vadim — how is he now? "Who are we — ordinary boys and girls , blatant , restless , touchy , sometimes — cruel, but still — the best, most fun , most amicable .
