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<blockquote data-quote="sachii" data-source="post: 9058551" data-attributes="member: 126652"><p><strong>page 5</strong></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">ages. True, I have no relatives in the village. But that doesn't matter. I'll go there</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">soon, I'm really homesick.”</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">... She arrived when the ceremony was about to begin. The people gathered in the new school building saw her drive up, and all poured out of doors. Friends and strangers, the old and the young, they all wanted to shake her hand. I don't suppose Altynai expected such a welcome and I thought it rather embarrassed her. Hands pressed to her breast, she bowed right and left as she made her way through the crowd to the presidium table on the stage.</span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Altyani must have attended a great number of meetings and ceremonies in her</span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">life, and the welcome accorded her must always have been cordial and warm,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">but the welcome she was given here, in the village school, was so moving that it</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">brought tears to her eyes.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">After the speeches, the school's Young Pioneers presented her with a bouquet and a red Young Pioneer tie, and then asked her to make the first entry in the visitor's book. A children's amateur show followed, it was most entertaining, and after that the headmaster invited everyone to his place.</span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Hosts and guests alike couldn't make enough of Altynai. They gave her the</span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">place of honor, where the rugs were the most gorgeous, they lavished attention</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">on her to show how much they respected and admired her. It was noisy and</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">jolly, as such gatherings usually are, with everyone talking animatedly and</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">proposing toasts.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">A young village lad came in and handed the master of the house a batch of telegrams. They were from the village school's old pupils congratulating the collective farmers on the new building. The telegrams were passed around.</span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">“I say, did old Duishen bring these telegrams?” the headmaster asked the lad.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">“Yes. He says he whipped his horse all the way to get here before the meeting closed, so the telegrams could be read out for all to hear. He was a bit late, our aksakal, and he's terribly put out.”</span> <span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">“But why is he outside? Tell him to come in.”</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="sachii, post: 9058551, member: 126652"] [B]page 5[/B] [SIZE=3]ages. True, I have no relatives in the village. But that doesn't matter. I'll go there soon, I'm really homesick.” ... She arrived when the ceremony was about to begin. The people gathered in the new school building saw her drive up, and all poured out of doors. Friends and strangers, the old and the young, they all wanted to shake her hand. I don't suppose Altynai expected such a welcome and I thought it rather embarrassed her. Hands pressed to her breast, she bowed right and left as she made her way through the crowd to the presidium table on the stage.[/SIZE] [SIZE=3] Altyani must have attended a great number of meetings and ceremonies in her[/SIZE] [SIZE=3] life, and the welcome accorded her must always have been cordial and warm, but the welcome she was given here, in the village school, was so moving that it brought tears to her eyes. After the speeches, the school's Young Pioneers presented her with a bouquet and a red Young Pioneer tie, and then asked her to make the first entry in the visitor's book. A children's amateur show followed, it was most entertaining, and after that the headmaster invited everyone to his place.[/SIZE] [SIZE=3] Hosts and guests alike couldn't make enough of Altynai. They gave her the[/SIZE] [SIZE=3] place of honor, where the rugs were the most gorgeous, they lavished attention on her to show how much they respected and admired her. It was noisy and jolly, as such gatherings usually are, with everyone talking animatedly and proposing toasts. A young village lad came in and handed the master of the house a batch of telegrams. They were from the village school's old pupils congratulating the collective farmers on the new building. The telegrams were passed around.[/SIZE] [SIZE=3] “I say, did old Duishen bring these telegrams?” the headmaster asked the lad. “Yes. He says he whipped his horse all the way to get here before the meeting closed, so the telegrams could be read out for all to hear. He was a bit late, our aksakal, and he's terribly put out.”[/SIZE] [SIZE=3] “But why is he outside? Tell him to come in.”[/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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