Secondary school No. 6
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+7 (7142) 28-32-83
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Open until 8:00 PM
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490 m
14 reviews
February 28
Well, friends, now I'm going to tell you a story that, if it had been shot in the Hollywood style, would have received an 18+ rating and a couple dozen Oscar nominations for best trash. So, the story is about a school that was not just a school, but a real DUNGEON, where every day there was a quest for survival.
I studied in the legendary /b/ class. It's not just a letter, it's a state of mind, you know? They didn't let me skip school. No, not because the teachers are so caring, but because they immediately explained: "Hey, kid, if you skip, you'll get PENETRATION." And this is not a metaphor, it was a promise that was fulfilled to the millimeter.
The director, the real "MASTER", was a man who could set you on the right path, even if you didn't want to. He was like Yoda, only without ears and with a pointer instead of a lightsaber. Teachers, years later, I remember them all. Even years after I graduated (and I graduated in 2019), I'm happy to remember those fun days in the DUNGEON. It was a cross between a prison and a circus, where we were the clowns.
The school shift is a different story. Sometimes I had to do "FISTING" to get my things. No, not literally, of course, but it felt similar. If you forgot to hand in your wardrobe key, then you had to wade through all the circles of hell to get to your jacket. But there were loopholes. For example, the hanger at the SKALA club. However, "DUNGEON MASTER" Ruslan (our caretaker) quickly saw through this scheme and forbade hanging there. After that, I started carrying a LATEX GLOVE with me. Just in case, you know?
If you weren't doing your homework, you were preparing for ♂WEE WEE♂. It wasn't just a punishment, it was a ritual. You could have been punished both at school and at home. Therefore, I had to fight with classmates for the right to write off. It was a real fight without rules, where the winner was the one who could copy the decision from the board the fastest.
In class, if someone forgot who the "BOSS OF THIS GYM" was, the teacher would immediately challenge them to a duel. It wasn't just a challenge to the board, it was a fight to the death. The teachers showed their superiority with such grace that even Bruce Lee would have envied.
The dining room is a separate hell. You either order food from the attendant, giving him a "Suck up" (read: sucking up), or you go through the queue of hungry and savage men. It was like Mad Max, but instead of cars, there were trays of compote. There was so little time to eat that sometimes I had to run straight to class with food. Because men have to do everything quickly and accurately. Otherwise — "PENETRATION".
Physical education is a separate song. One day, while I was changing in the locker room, I noticed that I had forgotten my shoes. And then our bald gym teacher comes in. I say, "Oh shit, I'm sorry!" And he was like, "Sorry for what?" And then, without further ado, he helps me change my clothes and gives me his sneakers. Cool guy, huh.
School 6 has taught me a lot. I have become a successful and confident man. And if it wasn't for this DUNGEON, I wouldn't have become who I am. So, thank you, school. You were the real BOSS OF THIS GYM.
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February 11, 2024
It all depends on the team and traditions. During my years of study, it was a good school: they provided high-quality knowledge, there were interesting events and competitions. The teachers are the most wonderful, I am grateful to them and I will remember them with kindness all my life!
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October 5, 2024
It's a good school. Good memories. It was really far to go. At least the repairs were done.
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