Читать книгу 📗 "The memoirs of a Russian schoolboy (СИ) - Нигматулин Марат "Московский школьник""

Despite all this, Kutuzov, however, retained the attractiveness, and later turned even into a kind of sex symbol of our school. Dark skin, brown eyes, straight nose, soft voice and other advantages of his body attracted our girls. But most of all, of course, he attracted Antonina Bozhenko, who liked his tender and completely unsportsmanlike body.

Denis was incredibly lazy. I remember one day Misha Stefanko and I went to visit Denis in order to get him for a walk, although we did not work in the end. This incident occurred on a winter vacation when the street was beautiful weather. Misha called me at eight o'clock in the morning and said that he would like to make an appointment for me at twelve at the shopping center «Filion», which I, of course, agreed. At the meeting, Mike announced that he wants to use me to get Denis on the street, because the whole vacation was going to lay around on the couch and do nothing. We went to the home of our mutual friend, who had to pull out of the obsessions of oblomovism, from which he never left. I felt like a Stolz, who came to Oblomov in a famous Russian novel, and therefore I was even somewhat ashamed for his commanding tone and some disrespect for Denis.

At about one o'clock in the afternoon we were in the apartment of the Kutuzov family: it was a spacious and large home, where in addition to Denis and his parents also placed his younger sister, whom Denis himself overtook at the age of two years. Our friend we found sitting in a big chair on wheels in front of the computer, where he was quite lazy led some online game, not too paying attention to the aliens. Next to him was a mobile table on wheels, which housed a variety of Goodies, some already eaten by those for whom they were intended. Denis was dressed only in large green shorts to the knee, and even in flip-flops, while the t-shirts were not on it. This is understandable because in Russia in the winter the house is heated or excessive, resulting in the apartments is hot, as in a bath, or not enough, resulting in other apartments is so cold that their residents are forced to walk in jackets on their own rooms.

Denis reminded me a little of Cupid fatness of his body, lazy and smoothness of movement. That day we were not able to get him out for a walk, although the weather was excellent…

Chapter twenty-first.

Prophylactic medical examination.

Very soon after the holiday that marked our holidays, we had a medical examination, which, however, took place not in a hospital, but right in our medical office of the school, and therefore was fast, stupid, made between lessons, having a lot of egregious violations in organizational matters. I still remember how I learned about that medical examination, learned by accident, because we were left without any warning about it, at the very moment when I was talking with my friend, the conversation with whom had to be interrupted on this very occasion.

I spoke with Grigory Potapov, Grishka, who will be discussed much more in the Chapter devoted to the Tajik pogroms in our region and secret societies with a nationalist bias. Grishka was absolutely not the person who should be presented by Russian and foreign readers when saying the phrase «Russian nationalist», because he looked sweet and very kind little boy until he was at the events of the secret society «The Blow of the Russian gods in the name of peace and justice». He was a short, slightly swarthy blond with a upturned nose and blue eyes, cut like a cut in the old days of the Bursa students, dressed in school uniform, while being in the fifth grade, and therefore was one year younger than me.

Gregory in those days still played sports, was therefore fit and pretty muscular, as he liked to regularly remind the others, lifting his shirt to demonstrate pack abs. By that time I was already familiar with the idea of a special, intentional obesity, about more specific acquaintances which will be told further, trying to persuade Grishka to it with all my strength, which I eventually managed to do, although not immediately; he eventually even became the head of the local society of deliberate obesity. There was a particularly difficult thing is that my interlocutor is constantly fluctuating, giving me the opportunity to strengthen for that either, although at the time I in large quantities read psychological scientific and popular literature, trying to use all the knowledge gained from there, though sometimes with a positive result.

- Why do you need sports, Grisha? Do you really think that's worth it? – I asked.

- I don't know. – Grisha answered. – I wouldn't do it, but I don't want to be fat.

- Do you want to imitate some girls in this matter? – I asked a provocative question.

- I don't. – Grisha answered. – I just don't want to be fat!

- What's wrong with that? Health you have no one takes: you can swing your muscles further, without retreating from the sport, but at the same time grow a stomach that will just hide the press, but it will remain under fat. In this case, you will be warmer, you will become more hardy, and a blow to the stomach will not be so painful.

- Well... – handed it to Grisha. – If that's the case, fine. I'll grow a belly, though…

- Agree. – I told him.

- Do you do sports yourself? – Grisha asked me.

- No, to be honest. – I replied, raising my shirt and showing my stomach.

Grisha gently felt the belly sticking forward, and then concluded: «You will not do sports – you will be thick and crooked!». After his words came Said, who yelled: «Hey, sack of shit, get out of here for a medical examination, schmuck!». We went to our medical office, which consisted of two rooms, one of which we boys were examined, and the other of which was Packed to overflowing girls who want to look after us. In a cold office with a wide open window, covered almost the entire surface of the tiled dark pink tiles, excluding two exhausted doctors were I, Misha, Denis and Gleb.

The above-mentioned doctors, tired and had a sign of utter hopelessness in the eyes, told us all to undress to panties, which was somewhat embarrassing for us, because the girls at that time stared at us, opened the door, to which the doctors did not pay attention, because they were not before. As we undressed, as the girls started to go on the subject of our appearance echinacea and very vicious comments that Denis took very much to heart, almost at the end of not breaking down in tears, very soon, however, moving away from the whole matter, but Mike and I to whom calmly. «Misha, what a belly you took! It hangs over the elastic band of cowards! You haven't seen your dick for how long? Lose weight now!» – said Julia. «A lot of lying on the couch, Denis! You're lying on the couch, you're a shit-eater! Freak the fuck out! Your ass is five times bigger than mine! And the stomach!» – screamed Said. «A lot of cakes eaten, Marat! Glutton, quitter! Shit, man!» – yelled Sonia Barnash to me. Further, the doctors weighed us, indicating that Denis weighs 56 kg, and therefore should lose weight, like me, who had a weight of 48 kg, as well as Misha weighing 47 kg, because we are all too fat for their condition; when all this we learned about ourselves, we went out, and the girls followed on the weighing.