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When your teacher is a natural Chukchi
Eighty three million five hundred ninety three thousand forty seven
The beginning of the next academic year at the University. Came upon a couple, sitting in the audience waiting for a new teacher of higher mathematics. The door opens, a guy comes, all the outward signs Asian. Of course, he was not paying attention. The young man paused, then decided to introduce myself:
— Good afternoon. My name is Peter Ivanovich Smirnov.
A zero response.
— I'm your new teacher. And Yes, I am Chukchi.
The students giggled as the teacher did not panic and continued:
But, unlike all those present, I'm well versed in higher mathematics.
Hung absolute silence.
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The beginning of the next academic year at the University. Came upon a couple, sitting in the audience waiting for a new teacher of higher mathematics. The door opens, a guy comes, all the outward signs Asian. Of course, he was not paying attention. The young man paused, then decided to introduce myself:
— Good afternoon. My name is Peter Ivanovich Smirnov.
A zero response.
— I'm your new teacher. And Yes, I am Chukchi.
The students giggled as the teacher did not panic and continued:
But, unlike all those present, I'm well versed in higher mathematics.
Hung absolute silence.
via factroom.ru
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