Her memories were interrupted by a physical education teacher – he came back and brought a pillow.
"Here on the wall read the schedule of daily regime," he said and left.
Matilda stared out the window for a long time and did not understand what was happening and why she could not live alone at home. And then she wanted to go out into the garden to the street. She got up, straightened her dress and started to look for a way out.
"Stand! Not move!" Matilda heard, passing by the open door of one of the offices. She stopped. A teacher of physical education came out of the door.
"Where do you go?" he asked.
"I wanted to take a walk in the garden."
"Not allowed. Go back to room," the teacher commanded.
Matilda had no choice but to return to the bedroom. She had habit to obey teachers and treat them respectfully from times of school. Towards evening, girls and boys began to return to the orphanage. They were all from the older group and had the opportunity to leave the orphanage and go to work. Everyone tried to get back on time for supper.
"Rookie!" The girls returned from work were glad.
"Yesterday we have been told they will to lead an excellent pupil of school. So are you really an excellent pupil of school?"
"Yes," Matilda answered.
"Is it means you are cleverest?" asked one of the girls who chewed chewing gum.
Matilda did not know what to answer, and looked at her coevals around her with perplexity.
"You're in addition a quiet pigling!" another girl said.
"We no need rat-snitch here. If anything not wrong, you'll fly straight out the window," the girl with the chewing gum continued, and then she inflate a bubble out.
On the other side of the room Matilda heard an indecent exclamation, which continued with the words, "What the hell! Newcomer will be sleeping here?"
Then from there to Matilda came a girl in tight jeans and with a small ring, threaded through the lower lip on the left side. The left side of her nose had also inserted some small metallic shiny object, similar to a tetrahedron.
"What stared?" said the ringed one, "did you not find another place? Do not you piss at night?"
"Girls, why are you so angry?" Matilda asked, "I did not anything to you."
Matilda was shocked by the behavior of her coevals and did not even know how to talk to them. The position was saved by the physical education teacher who entered the room.
"So, everyone left and goes to dinner, and do not make a noise, otherwise you'll go follow the ranks!" he said, and waited for everyone to leave.
The dining room was roomy, no smaller than the other school cafeterias. In the dining room, the boys also ate. They were also Matilda's peers. Many of them already had specialties, such as turner, welder, assistant auto mechanic and other working specialties. In the dining room they behaved loudly. The boys loudly talked and pronounced indecent words. Matilda did not hear such words, even from the rare school hooligans. She looked around the audience, and began to for dinner. On table was compote, bread, pounded potatoes with a cutlet. Here were no forks. Matilda took a soup spoon and broke off a small piece of cutlet, then sent it to her mouth. The taste of minced meat seemed to Matilda stale, and she laid this piece in her hand. Putting it aside, Matilda little ate pounded potatoes with bread. The potato was tasteless. After drinking compote, she got up, went out of the dining room with obscene whoops of some boys addressed to her and went back to the girls' bedroom. Matilda realized that she did not want and could not stay here. She went to a poster with a schedule of the day and began to read it. The sleeping room was designed for twenty people. On the left and right side of the room were five double beds. Matilda counted the mattresses.
"Means here will sleep fifteen girls, I'm sixteenth," she thought, "no, sleep here I will not, I should try to get out of here. What if the girls will involves me into fight?" thought Matilda, and began to look is whether in a room suitable items to protect herself. In the room there was nothing except the stools, and nightstands. Near each bed there was a bedside nightstand and two stools. Matilda picked up one of the stools. "Heavy," – she thought, "it will be difficult for me to swing by it and hit."
After a while the girls returned. It was dark outside. Matilda didn't have a watch, and she didn't know what time it was. The girls were divided into small groups, sat on the beds and discussed something. Matilda stood beside the window and looked out. To have acquainted with girls Matilda had no desire. After a while the teacher of physical education entered the room.
"So girls, all stripped and went to bed, then I'll turn off the light," he said, and remained standing in the doorway and watch. Girls, do not hesitate, undressed and lay down in bed, covering up with blankets. They almost all had black pants and white tops.
"What the fuck you are stand? Do you need a special offer for undresses?" said the teacher, turning to Matilda.
"She's shy, modest," said one of the girls and her girlfriends laughed.
"Clearly," said the teacher, and turned off the light, "after five minutes I'll check that all lay in their places."
After that, he went out and closed the door to the room.
"Yeah, he doesn't check, he just always says," said one girl and climb down from her bed. Then to Matilda came a few girls, among them was ringed. Ringed girl on was a stretchy black pants and an expensive bra. There was no curtain in the room, and light from the street lamp penetrated into it.
"If you'll ever just look at my boyfriend, I'll knock out your keekers," said girl with ring in nose.
"I wasn't looking at your boyfriend, I don't need him," Matilda replied.
"I didn't see how you stared at him in the dining room? I'll ruin your scoreboard, no one guy will look at you," threatened ringed girl, and added, grabbing her by the hair, "your skin is too white, will be all scarred."
"Why don't you go to bed?" another girl who had previously inflated bubble gum asked.
"Do not touch her, she's an excellent pupil, let her read us a poem better," shouted one girl from the bed.
"Well, get up on a stool and tell us," said the girl with tetrahedron in nose, and released Matilda’s scythe.
"Pushkin, Mtsyri," said the other, smiling slyly.
"What's your name?" the ringed girl asked.
"Matilda."
"Jew?"
"I'm the Russian," thought Matilda and remembered her conversation with her grandmother.
Matilda once asked grandmother, "is it my Russian surname?"
"Your mother was Russian, and your father was Russian too, according to the passport," grandmother replied, "you can be of any nationality, but the main thing is that if you feel Russian in your soul, then you will not be afraid of anything."
Matilda wasn't afraid. She took a stool and smashed by it the window glass. Shards fell. The girls rushed in all directions to their beds. Matilda picked up a small fragment of glass that looked like a knife blade and squeezed it in her hand.
The gym teacher
