I owe much to women in life. For a long time I am going to write a solid work on this topic. This miniature will be like a trial chapter of the future work.
So, in my student years, I was caring for one girl. Young, beautiful and very serious. It may even be too serious. But, in spite of this, my relations with her developed quite successfully. So successful that I soon stayed with her until morning.
She worked as a typing secretary in a solid office. And, I sat out my pants at lectures, and then went to her. One thing hindered the rapid development of our relations. She took work at home. Documents there are all sorts of reprints and texts are different. I repeat, the girl had very strict rules. And one of them: no bed until the work is finished.
Try to imagine such a picture. The charming machine gunner scribbles on her typewriter while sitting at the table, and I, having done all the housework, cut circles around the apartment, burning with impatience.
Of course, such absurdity needed to be urgently corrected. So I asked her to teach me to type on to help not only at home, but also at work. Fortunately, she had as many as three working tools.
Naturally, the goals I pursued the most obscene. By reducing the time of anxious waiting, increase the duration of more important cases. In other words, less to engage in nonsense, and quickly move on to the main thing.
My desire to become a man delighted her, and the daily training began. The teacher took up the matter so seriously that he began with the most important thing. Hands, smooth fit and even proper breathing. Yes, and I was a diligent student. Still would. What a stimulus!
I did not even expect from myself that I would be so capable. Very soon we were already arranging competitions, typing one text to race. And not without pride I will say, although rarely, but I still managed to win victories. And, the machine, this is not your computer keyboard. Nothing to fix. One mistake and start the sheet again. Collectability is required.
But, no matter how hard I tried, I could not take advantage of the fruits of my success. The time frames reserved for the most important, remained the same. Women are cunning! Very soon, I discovered that with the growth of my skill, the folder of documents that she brought from work was also growing.
Injustice I can not stand. Probably, to some extent, this was the indirect reason that each of us went his own way.
Years have passed. Maybe I would never have remembered this small, long-turned page of my student youth. Technical progress is not allowed! There are computers. And then it was completely gone without them. So they sent me, by that time a mature specialist, for 3-month computer courses. Of course, not one, but with a whole crowd of colleagues.
It is easy to imagine my reaction when, at the first lesson with two overly stressed fingers, the teacher on the keyboard began to explain the purpose of the buttons. After a classic landing and proper breathing with all ten fingers, I issued a machine-gun burst, a crowd gathered around.
On further events in short. While my colleagues suffered, I graduated with honors from a 3-month course in two weeks and returned to work with a halo over my head ...
Oh! Women, women! What are you doing with us?
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Come on, I don’t care, ... I like it, even very much and the style is cool, it can be read without thinking, I will read it with pleasure at my leisure.
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Sergey, I already read this story. Simple and sincere, as it should be about beloved women, and with bright longing for the departed. +10.
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I love such texts. Soul and light. A person shares the word with the reader with something very dear to him. And everyone has such moments in life.
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Sergey))) Respect to you)))))))
+10
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Thanks friends. If this is the case, I’ll now send you another tiny little tale written absolutely based on real events.
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ten! Darn! I, too, passed this type of love poems on the pre-war typewriter Singer. I assimilated a straight posture, proper breathing and off. But when computers appeared, it did not help me. I still typed and typed with two fingers.
Even the program: "Solo on the computer", - Shahidzhanyana, did not correct the situation. After almost half of the lessons ... my wife and I have robbed the apartment. Together with everything else, my computer was also taken out. Two days later I had another weaker, but I was already afraid to learn blind typing. Angry rock hung over me ...
And I liked the story. Love does wonders. Especially in the blind press)))))
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I liked, in general, write nicely ... until you try to stylize your stories under a certain mainstream porn site. Here a little bit sucks: the author becomes unworthy himself. ((But more often vulgarity you manage to avoid, which pleases you very much. Even went to your page on Prozu. Py - in general, ask about creativity.)) You have a story-teller there: “Short halt”. Who told you this stinky bike who read it or who read the story? From what hangover did rape fighters nuns, and even in Katowice? Well, Silesia, where all the monasteries are Catholic - Polish. Germans w - Lutherans. Yes, the monastery in Katowice is a male Franciscan.))) Yes, and we were allies with the Poles: Army Ludov. Even with the Home Army, joint operations against the Germans were carried out. And, really, in Silesia, where the psheki with the Germans, in life, were on knives, it was not to offend the hands of nuns at all - the Poles were oppressed. And the Special Division to the battalion commander for such a “feat, a dick along with the“ tomatoes ”would cut off, and would even drive down the throat. before shooting. Under Stalin, they managed without extra humanism, and in this case they would have set the civilian population against themselves: Poles are rabid Catholics. And I would rightly do OO: nefig shit. This “two million” bike that was raped by German women (!) Stinks and marcosoloninovschinoy. (((By the way, in these “feats” not our fighters globally distinguished themselves, but the Polish and Czechs against the Germans - in the same Silesia. In the light of all the resettlement crap that was going on there. And our fathers were brought up a little differently - “Komsomol members -volunteers "for the most part, born already under the Sov. Power and definitely brought up. There were particular cases, there were novels ... but to be a battalion, but Polish Catholic girls ...? Mdya ... And from January 1945 for such" feats "... I do not envy: you can not even dream of a penalty, even if you just stood next to you. Yes, and my own battalion special officer An would be immediately reported. In general, it is a shame for the power ... (((As you wish, but with such bikes at the end of the 44th, Dr. Goebbels scared the Germans to fight better from fear. (((All the pleasure of their stories spoiled.
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Dear Mara. I recommend reading the Kolyma Tram by Solzhenitsyn, or even better by Shalamov. Or on the Internet, look for a topic about 5 million Germans raped. But this is all just flowers. What I heard from the front-line soldiers about Poland in 1945 is already berries.
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H. Sergey Masloboev, I don’t have to recommend Mr. Solzhenitsyn with his “tens of millions” of citizens tortured in the gulag. In Russia, there was not as much of the adult population as he tortured: something about 60 million. Who then fought something? 5 million German women raped? Even the Germans themselves call the figure of 2 million. Mdya ...Enough. (((I don’t know what you heard there, but I asked my relatives: everyone fought and ended the war in Berlin, Prague, Königsberg and Pilau. Not companions. And I advise you to read about Stalin’s Order of January 19, 1945. Well, it can still be questioned, but orders on the fronts from Zhukov, Rokosovsky, Konev in the winter of 1945 are in collections of documents. But learning the history of Solzhenitsyn doesn’t matter that the innovation of Stanyukovich.
And there was simply no women's monastery in Katowice. Male monastery there.)))
“An excerpt from the report of the Military Prosecutor of the 1st Belarusian Front on the implementation of the directive of the Supreme Command Number 11072 and the Military Council of the 1st Belarusian Front No. 00384 on changing attitudes towards the German population as of May 5, 1945:“ Following the instructions of the Military Council of the front, The front's military prosecutor's office systematically monitors the implementation of the directives of the Supreme Command and the Military Council of the Front on changing attitudes towards the German population. We have to admit that the facts of robbery, violence and other illegal actions by our soldiers against the local German population not only did not cease, but even during the period from April 22 to May 5 continued to be fairly widespread.
I cite the figures characterizing this situation in 7 armies of our front: the total number of outrages committed by military personnel against the local population recorded in these 7 armies, 124, of which: rape of German women - 72, robberies - 38, murder - 3, others illegal actions - 11 "
We emphasize that this is data for 7 armies of the front, storming Berlin, in the midst of urban battles, that is, 908, 5 thousand people. personnel at the beginning of the Berlin operation, of which 37.6 thousand were irretrievable and 141.9 thousand sanitary losses [37] - and only 72 cases of rape in two weeks! Given that in the future the number of rapes and "other atrocities", according to the materials of the military prosecutor's office and the tribunals, went to decline, the figure of 100 thousand Berliners who were subjected to "the abuse of Soviet barbarians", to put it mildly, does not beat out. Not to mention two million. "(C)
In the same Silesia, the Poles distinguished themselves against the German population, not counting those who died during the deportation.
I don’t know about you, but I prefer to study the Great Patriotic War by documents, and not by Solzhenitsyn’s “work” (especially). Refer to it as a documentary source, just not decent among prof. Historians - too many "inaccuracies", to put it mildly. (((Do you imagine the battalion on the march, and how did they then advance along the thaw? For several cities and towns per day they took.
What women? Eat, but at least a bit of sleep.
Did you recommend me to google? I looked in:
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No one denies individual cases. But the mass nature of the violence was not. Lying! It seems that you have little idea what the Commander in Chief Order is at that time.
The Red Army was not a horde of rapists. It's a lie! Lies, written and repeated in order to be able to put an equal sign between the USSR and the Third Reich, to insult the Great Victory. And there is one piquant moment there: they stopped all this uzhos ... valiant Americans who even couldn’t even land in Normandy. It is clear why they continue to push this lie to the masses: the USA is the main dick of the Second World War. And why do you need something ?. Disgusting! But it seems that you do not understand. (((I will not discuss this topic here - it’s not the right resource. I wrote enough of it that way.
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I also do not want to discuss. But the answer should be. Especially after such a fiery speech of soviet patriotism. I am short. Solzhenitsyn was a military officer. I served too. My uncle returned from the war full gentleman of the Order of Glory. In total, he had nine military orders. The whole war was over. From childhood I was shocked how he hated the Communists. His words: The time will come komunyaki each other will eat.He had long predicted all the events of the late twentieth and early twenty-first century. And there have always been many people like my uncle in Russia. Lermontov take, for example. He, too, was against the then authorities, and instead of that he fought bravely in the Caucasus. I have cooler stories than “Short Rest.” My uncle told me how in Germany they broke into the maternity hospital. But after such reviews, probably, it should not be published.
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Got on the Internet to prove that there was still a convent in Kattovice. But it was not there. Everything is already removed by censorship. Yes! Famously working Putin NKVD.
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