Standing on the side of the highway, a police officer sees a car traveling at a speed of 25 kilometers per hour. He sits in his car, stops the car and sees inside five pale older women with wide open eyes. The one behind the wheel, sheepishly asked: — We did not exceed the speed limit: twenty-five miles per hour! Trying not to laugh, the policeman explains that 25 is not the speed limit and the highway number...

14 So, remembering her first trip to the Butakovsky pass, Natasha, having overcome the dam, slowly climbed to the Chimbulak tract. From all sides it was surrounded by high, mighty, bewitching mountains, overgrown with Tien Shan firs. When looking at them, Natalia simply took her breath away from their monumental solemnity and grandeur. The clean, clear air was fragrant with the aromas of summer herbs and the dense, rich smell of pine needles. Of course, out of habit, Natalya got tired of the endless rise, but the ringing beauty of the surrounding nature gave her strength and vigor. Finally, they came either to the camp site of the student society "Burevestnik"...