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“Whose state is More Serious?”
Perhaps you've read my sister Arpine Grigoryan's "Serious Matter". She is a tenth-year pupil, she's busy studying all day long and the only thing, as she herself says, that consoles her is music. We have hardly persuaded her to put on head-phones while listening to the radio not to disturb us. But whenever she puts them on she starts singing in a high irritating voice. My father, mother and I call out from different rooms for Arpine to stop singing but she doesn't hear us. A terrible noise arises, but that's still OK. She has possessed herself of my table for her studies so I fail to prepare my lessons properly, but that's all right too. Before going to bed I listen to the theory of physics instead fairy-tales. My last dream was about transformers. I'm told I'm going to learn all that when I grow up, so I'll not have to learn same then.
She passes on to her written tasks after having finished the oral ones. She leaves the light on till 3am and it gets impossible to sleep.
The TV programs I like and those my sister does start at the same hour and I have to yield as that's the only time my sister is allowed to watch TV. In addition, and this will finally help you have a clear understanding of my state, I ran out to buy copy-books and pens for her once a week.
Well, next year I shall have to study and she'll understand whose state is more serious.
Evelina Grigoryan
13 years old
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“Request”
My dear father I really hope you'll be quicker than Jeko to get up. Why? For you remember quite well what happened last time when I had left my letter in your slippers. I'll be at school when you’ll be reading it. Sit down as you read it, ask Evelina to bring you water: I am now to list the things I'll need for my school-leaving performance and party. First of all I need an evening dress. I'm the only “dressless” person left. All the others have already bought the dresses. My girl-friends say good dresses start from 150 dollars but even a hundred-dollar dress will do. You'll surely agree that anew dress presupposes a fairy more dollars from out of your purse.
All the girls have already provided themselves with ornaments. The gold necklace we saw in the Jewelers catalogue and those thirty-dollar earrings are sure to go with the dress I like. It'd not be bad to have a ring and a bracelet in addition.
My friends are noting jokingly:
“Have you bought a bag or glasses for the school-leaving party? What about underwear & stockings? Ha, ha, ha...” Yeah, jokingly noted things but I really need them. I think 40 dollars will do. I'm going to have my nails manicured in a beauty salon before my party. This is the first time and I know they do it nicely there. I'm going to have my hair done for the first time before going to the restaurant. As for the make-up, I think we can be economical in this case. Susan will do it.
All we need is to buy mascara, a lipstick and eye-pencils. I don't know how much they cost yet. Everybody must wear black & white during the performance. I have none: For I never wear white shirts and black skirts: I need them for day only: Let them be the only and unique ones: I need some 20 wore dollars for the school-leaving party which is going to be held in a restaurant: You and mom can come too... hm... But you'll have to pay then.
Today our teacher will tell us the sum we'll need for the bells, the invitation cards, the presents for teachers, the hall and the scenario, which we'll probably have written because merely no one attends classes nowadays, everyone is busy with his private lessons. If not for this, we could write it ourselves.
If you've read my letter up to here, then things aren't that bad; you won't need the drugs in the list. Never the less I attach the list of my letter as the some I have already mentioned is only one forth of what I really need. I didn't manage to write down all; I was about to be late for the exam. By the way, they are gathering money to buy the flowers for the exams and for treating the examining teachers. Somebody has paid for me and I have promised to pay it back. I'm not quite sure about the sum, but I'll define it more precisely, the next exam is the day after tomorrow.
There is one thing I'd like to remind you: the lecturers' fees are to be paid by the end of the month.
P.S. Don't you want that your daughter's school-leaving party be unforgettable, dad? Please, don't think I said this so that you buy a film and a video cassette.
Your daughter,
A.G.
Arpine Grigoryan
16 years old
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“Serious Matter”
I am in the 10th and you guess perhaps what a serious matter I mean. To enter an institute and to acquire the profession I dream of, I attend extra-curriculum classes of physics and mathematics. I have no complaints concerning the lecturers. On the contrary, I not only manage to do my tasks but also to attend classes at school. To tell the truth I'm not always ready with my homework and I feel very ashamed for this in front of my teachers. Music is the only consolation. Could I do without it? Not me. Radio accompanies me day and night during my studies. I know by heart all the radio tracks of all the radio channels already. I guess the songs from the very first notes and sing them. I also need something to chew alongside with listening to music during the studies. Even if there is nothing to eat I can always find bread at home. Thanks to bread and my sedentary lifestyle I get fatter and round-shouldered. My acquaintances confess it's very pleasant to pull my cheeks. During the last months my eyesight has got worse and I have to wear eyeglasses now. Being short of time I haven't approached the computer for some months. If one told me things would be this way a year ago, I wouldn't believe it.
The only thing that comforts me is that my future profession is connected with computer: I'm going to study programming.
Now I'm sitting at the table with my eyes swollen. I not only go to bed late but also don't feel like sleeping. Whenever I manage to have a nap, I always solve some math problems, the radio is on by my side, the family members are asleep long ago, it’s 2 a.m. and I still have some ten problems ahead.
Arpine Grigoryan
16 years old
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“About this phone tax...”
“Hello Edgar.”
”Hello Sako.”
“How are you?”
“I'm well.“
“Why weren't you at class, Sako?”
“Oh, I just didn't feel like it. Did anyone talk about me?”
“No, but we were sad.”
“What for?”
“Because we had to take an English test and you weren't there to help us.”
“So tell me how you did.”
“Oh, I did alright.”
“So, who did Vardanian hit?”
“No one yet, but it's your turn.”
“But I haven't done anything wrong.”
“That's why he'll hit you, because you haven't been to his class.”
“I will get out of it.”
“Vardanian was very angry.”
“Maybe my absence means a lot to him.”
“Ok, don't talk so much, this phone call costs by the minute.”
“If you really want to know Edgar, we do not pay for our calls.”
“Even better, let me tell you what homework we have.”
“Alright, but be quick, I'm in a hurry.”
“Ok, call later and I'll tell you.”
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
Sargis Bagratunyan
13 years old
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“An Open Letter to All Grown-ups”
The First of June is Children’s Day. Grown-ups sometimes note jokingly:
“This is not a day to protect children but more a day to be protected from them.”
This is surely a joke but I think they should always protect children and not leave this for one day only. Grown-ups may say:
“What shall we protect you from? You don’t have any problems.”
This is true, for attending school is the only problem for most of us. But there are those who just dream of this. They have no money to buy books and copy-books. This is these children grown-ups should protect from other grown-ups as the latter are to blame for the problems.
They always discuss these things on the first of June. People make frantic speeches on our country’s coming day on our responsibility for building a prosperous country no matter how difficult a task it may seem. I don’t know what his all will bring to but on the 2nd of June things go the same old way: we see children-beggars, children-sellers... who try to earn their living. Many families leave all they have in wartime and become refugees. They immigrate to foreign countries are not able to settle problems. Children should first of all be protected from grown-ups’ reckless behavior.
I don’t like people promising things & doing nothing. I thought of writing good things on the occasion of this day, to tell how nice we are though you know that even without my words. Don’t you always say children are your future? I cannot guess why only your future. Just today I want to ask all of you to care for children for they can’t do this themselves.
Constantine Begidjanyan
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“Trying to Write a Story”
I am sitting cosily on the chair and trying to write a short story. Things happen in my life and they can make a great number of stories, but the most important thing at the moment is that nothing occurs to me.
Isn’t it amazing? I am writing about how I cannot write? For me it’s nice to be able to turn one’s thoughts into a story. My teacher says one shouldn’t write only to be published somewhere but merely for getting pleasure from transmitting one’s opinions & views into a sheet of paper.
My aunt is tired of us; she is now sitting in the corner of the room reeling a ball. My cousin saw me writing, took a sheet of paper and started scrawling on it. Yeah, this is my brother; he’s even ready to eat the meal he hates if he eats it! I am not up to flatter because I am writing.
My granny, grandpa and our neighbor are talking about something. Grandpa is telling something about beer; as to my granny and the neighbor, they seem even not to listen to what he says: the telly’s too loud.
You may not go on reading my story if you got bored you’ll lose much, believe me.
This is not said to boast. A great writer should not give way to self-praise. I am writing for intelligent people and I hope I’ll be understood.
Here they have put pieces of bread on the oven and I can smell the flavor of crispy & hot bred. Oh, how much I like these moments! Everybody is busy with his or her business, nobody pays attention to me and I’m happy that they exist, that they are all peaceful.
I’m writing a story and I hope somebody’s going to read it.
Ashkhen Grigoryan
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“Come Back, Oh, Come Back”
I had many nice and interesting ideas when I was a child. But these ideas became less in number, these ideas left me, they vanished. Why? Why is it so? What have I done to them? Maybe I have put them down on a dirty sheet, maybe I have written them in a bad hand or maybe I have pained these ideas in the printing process. I assure all those who’ll read these lines that I’m very sorry to have offended my thoughts. Now I need them and miss them much. If you see them somewhere on you way, please ask them to come back.
Ani Aghababyan
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“Talk”
“Hello, Poplar, how are you?”
“Things are not that nice, you know. My back aches me, my hair... they are tousled. It‘s a year I haven’t combed them.”
“How old are you, Poplar?”
“Don’t you know they never ask a woman’s age?”
“I’m sorry. What’s your name?”
“A nice question, I’d say. What’s your name Lilit?”
“Yeah. I got it.”
“Now I want you to leave me alone. Your questions caused a headache.”
“You’re so much like my granny, Poplar.”
Lilit Hovhannisyan
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