Unique memoirs of Putin’s schoolteacher have already been published twice
We have already published (it was three years ago) excerpts from the book by Vera Dmitrievna Gurevichclass teacher and teacher of the German language of the 193rd school in Leningrad.
Today, on the birthday of the President of Russia, there are a few more fragments.
I think it’s quite appropriate. The unique memoirs of Putin’s schoolteacher have already been published twice, but they cannot be found in bookstores, and only excerpts are available on the Internet.
We read and look at archival photos. Please…
Vera Dmitrievna Gurevich
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“… It was a boy of small stature, pale-faced – with deep-set gray eyes, bright black eyebrows above the eyes, which was very different from fair hair. To myself, I called him light-headed, which later really justified itself. Very lively, mobile, energy literally splashed out of him, it was she who made him spin in the classroom. He had time to see what was happening in the neighbors’ notebooks both to the right and to the left, and even behind him, he constantly climbed under the desk, as he dropped either a pen or a pencil. In the lessons he was an extremely unfocused, restless student …
Volodya did not hesitate to ask questions, listened to the answers to them to the end, if he misunderstood something, then he asked again. The main thing is that he had a sharp mind, a very good memory …
During breaks, Volodya never (in the elementary grades and in the first half of the fifth grade) walked calmly around the hall, did not stand with his comrades at the window, did not repeat the assignments for the lesson. No, in 5 – 10 minutes he managed to visit all the floors of the school, in the dining room, run away and climb the stairs several times, rush along the corridors with the older guys and even keep a company in brawls and visit the top of the heap-small … “
Book by Vera Gurevich
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“… I press the bell button – the door swings open, and I see Volodya, who was extremely surprised by my arrival. Muttering something unintelligible, he led me to the room where the family lived. He himself jumped out into the corridor and shouted: “Ma-a, or come here soon.”
A short, fair-haired woman entered the room, her small hands and feet, shod in house slippers made of cloth, were conspicuous. She greeted me politely. I introduced myself to Volodya’s mother, explained that their son was in my class, that I was his class teacher. That’s how we met, Volodya’s mother’s name was Maria Ivanovna…
I asked Volodya to show me the completed homework assignments, or at least some of them. It turned out that he hadn’t started them yet.
Textbooks, notebooks, newspapers lay carelessly, mixed up on his desk, the briefcase was thrown under the table. The main thing is that the boy had his own desk, a separate workplace. And it was chosen correctly: a table by the window, the light fell from the left. On the table was a lamp with a green shade, which gave good illumination. Rarely did any of the guys in those years have a separate workplace, most often the lessons were prepared at a common dining table. It also caught my eye that there was a telephone set on the table, massive, gray.
The room was quite spacious, about 24 – 25 square meters. From the furniture there was everything you needed, and in general it (in the room. – A.G.) was in order. She noted to herself that there was a screen near the bed. Volodya slept on the sofa.
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“… All his childhood, adolescence and part of his youth, Putin lived with his parents in a communal apartment, he knew all the “charms” of this life. For many years there was not even a normal kitchen, as it was located right in the corridor. And it was so cramped that if someone was washing their hands at the sink, it was already impossible to stand by the stove. At first, three families lived in the apartment, only when Volodya was already in the seventh grade, one family was moved out, recognizing their room as unsuitable for habitation.
6A class of a simple Leningrad school
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“… It happened that we went on a hike without Volodya Putin, since he could not go at the same time as a group of classmates due to sports competitions. But this did not mean at all that he did not take part in the campaign, on the contrary, he was one of its most active participants. How he found us I have no idea. Sometimes they went to places where they had no route. One of the guys was leading. Apparently, in such cases, he (Volod Putin. – A.G.) was explained the way to the parking lot individually.
I remember how we went to Oredezh, pitched tents right on the river bank. We spent the night. The next day, they were already preparing for dinner, when suddenly Putin appeared from the bushes.
“How did you find us?”
“Smell,” was the answer.
“What, do we smell so bad or is our smell specific?”
“Exactly, he is so beloved and dear, and to be honest, this is the aroma of our borscht, which filled the whole district, led me to you.”
Maybe even then he developed the scent of a scout? (kidding).
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“… We had a very good student in our class – Sashenka Solovyov … But he was small in stature and did not possess strength.
Here D. somehow stuck to him, threw him, rolled his feet on the floor, brought the boy to tears. A thirteen-year-old boy could not resist a sixteen-year-old tall man.
Sashenka himself would never turn to Putin and complain…
One of the guys told Volodya about this and said that D. treats many people … Volodya listened and briefly said: “We’ll have to figure it out.” And apparently he got it right. But where, how and under what circumstances the “dismantling” took place, no one knew, or the guys did not want to talk about it. Only after that, D. no longer touched any of the guys, not only from our class, but also from others, in a word, he calmed down.
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BY THE WAY. October 10 is Vera Dmitrievna Gurevich’s birthday. Vladimir Putin will certainly congratulate his teacher.