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ISBN: B09LGWLDXK

ISBN13: 9798767621682

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If a live crocodile suddenly appeared in the teacher's room, it probably would not have made a greater impression than the news brought by the class teacher of the sixth "b" Elizaveta Serafimovna: Lost a cool magazine!How did you disappear? .. It can't be! - shouted in different voices of the teacher. - You were probably looking badly ...-No! No! He was completely gone. I've looked everywhere! .. I can't take it anymore. This is not a class, but some ... some ... For the second year I have been fighting - and everything is not moving. I do not sleep at night, I think about them all. And they...- Well, calm down, Elizaveta Serafimovna ... There will be. We'll look for everything. Maybe the head teacher took it to check ... We have never had this before. There will be! - they persuaded her.On the twenty-eighth and twenty-ninth of December, teachers, cleaning women and the caretaker searched the school from the basement to the attic. We found an old tape recorder, two horns, a bunch of visual aids and many other things that we thought were long lost. But the magazine, where almost all the marks for the first half of the year were already exposed, were never found.Like a "loud battle bell" on a warship, bells rang furiously, announcing the end of the sixth lesson.For about five minutes the staircase rumbled and groaned under the blows of hundreds of impatient feet. The rumble swept through the corridors in waves. Class after class rolled down to the locker room. The heavy front door saluted the departing people with cannon shots, a hundred times in a row. The school is empty. It became audible how the cold December wind was raging behind the walls, hurling flakes of wet snow into the extinguishedeye sockets of a huge ancient building. Only the windows of the teachers 'room are illuminated - there is a teachers' council, but on the second floor at the end of the corridor through the thick doors you can hear the noise and excitement of the sixth grade "b".The head of the class, Silva Orlova, had been trying in vain for half an hour to restore order. She went hoarse, hitting her palms against the teacher's table. But nothing helped.

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